If you haven’t all 13 slots filled yet, I’ll enter the competition for the position. I’m not completely out of my child bearing years altogether but would rather not reproduce if I can help it, although if the survival of the species depends on it, I could be persuaded. Especially if the high cost of day care is not a factor and most especially if EuropeanCanon is on board. I have a bachelor’s degree in elementary education with a media endorsement, though it’s presently collecting dust in a box somewhere, but the knowledge gained in those seven years of college may prove useful in helping to shape our young offspring’s minds and lives. In its heyday, my toddler storytimes always had waitlists and I have more nursery rhymes committed to memory than the average person. At the very least, I can write a mean Madeline Hunter style lesson plan in five minutes or less.
It seems that food preparation is accounted for but I could assist Tin with many of her many duties including livestock care taking. What she meant to say was “My skill with animals is one comparable only to white rabbit’s.” Somehow I have a feeling we’d work very well together.
You mentioned having supplies – “We … have managed to horde away enough supplies to sustain 13 people …” – but one thing that no one has addressed (and if they have and I missed it, then I do apologize) is who will be in charge of these supplies? Surely you will need someone to organize, account for, and ration them much like the task Sir Ernest Shackleton appointed to Thomas Orde-Lees aboard the Endurance on the heroic 1914 Antarctic expedition. And who better to do this duty than one who catalogs items for a living? I believe I am up for the challenge in this area.
In addition, I’m also generally personable, trustworthy, discreet, mostly non-confrontational and don’t eat much. I also have years of experience dealing with stark, monotonous scenery and endless, mind-numbing hours of solitary thumb-twirling having grown up in Nebraska. I can’t think of any better preparation for a journey of undetermined length and peril into the far reaches of space than that (except perhaps living in North Dakota).
If this is not enough to convince you, well, I guess I’ll be back on earth waiting for the end of the world while watching sports with EJ and Strawman, but only if they allow me to squeak in some televised figure skating every now and then.
Thank you in advance for your consideration.
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