The Golden Globe by Nancy Richardson

Author:Nancy Richardson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-05-16T11:02:40+00:00

"Grab the paddle, Tahiri!" Anakin screamed above the storm. He could

barely see his friend in the tumbling waves. Her orange jumpsuit flashed

between the rolls of water. He watched as Tahiri struggled toward him, her

arms thrashing wildly.

"I can't reach the paddle!" she cried.

"Try again," Anakin yelled.

Tahiri tried, but was once more swept beneath a wave. She was running

out of strength. Anakin didn't know what to do. He had power in his arms,

but that couldn't help his friend.

"There are all different kinds of power," a strange voice spoke inside

Anakin's head.

"What does that mean?" Anakin screamed into the wind. There was no

answer. He turned toward Tahiri. "Try again," he called. But this time his

voice wasn't a scream-it was a command, a command said with the power of

the Force. Anakin knew that some Jedi Masters could use their voices to

control people. Could it be that he also had that ability? He watched as

Tahiri thrashed toward the paddle he was holding out to her. She seemed

stronger than before, but Anakin wasn't sure how much longer she could hold

herself above the water. He closed his eyes and focused on Tahiri's body,

just as he had focused on the two-kilogram weight that he and Tahiri had

lifted in class. Be light, he commanded. Anakin opened his eyes and saw

that Tahiri's head and shoulders were now above the water. Before another

wave could sweep Tahiri away, she grasped the paddle.

"Hang on," Anakin instructed. He leaned over to pull his friend toward

him. A large wave hit the side of the raft. Anakin lost his balance and

began to fall into the river. For a brief flash his eyes met Tahiri's. They

were filled with fear. If Anakin fell into the river they might both drown.

Anakin knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate on making Tahiri light or

giving her strength if he had to focus on keeping himself afloat. Anakin

watched the wild river dance before his eyes. He knew he was about to

plunge into the cold water. He could feel his body falling out of the raft.

But just as he was about to be caught by a wave he was yanked hard

from behind. Artoo had grabbed the back of Anakin's orange jumpsuit with

his metal hand and pulled him to safety.

Anakin then grasped one of Tahiri's hands and dragged her into the

raft. He turned to Artoo.

"Thanks," he said softly. Artoo bleeped.

Anakin grabbed his paddle and began to furiously stroke. Tahiri lay in

the bottom of the raft.

"Anakin," she said with wonder, "you used the Force to get me to float

and to give me the strength I needed to thrash my way to the raft. I was

ready to give up, but your voice wouldn't let me."

Anakin gave his friend a smile. Then he turned back to the river.

"We're almost at the shore," Anakin said. "Tahiri, we're going to have

to jump out of the raft. The river is going too fast. There's no way I can

get the raft to stop."

Tahiri sat up.

"What about Artoo?" she asked. "He can't leap into the river."

"We'll have to do what we did in class the other day," Anakin said.

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