"Robert A. Heinlein - Farmer In The Sky" - читать интересную книгу автора (Heinlein Robert A)

тАЬDon't give it a thought.тАЭ

Privately I wondered if Dad knew what he was talking about.
 We were busy with innoculations and blood typing and immunizations and I hardly got to school at all.
When I wasn't being stuck or being bled, I was sick with the last thing they had done to me. Finally we
had to have our whole medical history tattooed on usтАФidentity number, Rh factor, blood type, coag
time, diseases you had had, natural immunities and inoculations. The girls and the women usually had it
done in invisible ink that showed up only under infra-red light, or else they put it on the soles of their feet.

They asked me where I wanted it, the soles of my feet? I said no, I don't want to be crippled up; I had
too much to do. We compromised on putting it where I sit down and then I ate standing up for a couple
of days. It seemed a good place, private anyhow. But I had to use a mirror to see it.

Time was getting short; we were supposed to be at Mojave Space Port on 26 June, just two weeks
away. It was high time I was picking out what to take. The allowance was fifty-seven and six-tenths
pounds per person and had not been announced until all our body weights had been taken.

The booklet had said, тАЬClose your terrestrial affairs as if you were dying.тАЭ That's easy to say. But when
you die, you can't take it with you, while here we couldтАФ fifty-seven-odd pounds of it.

The question was: what fifty-seven pounds?

My silkworms I turned over to the school biology lab and the same for the snakes. Duck wanted my
aquarium but I wouldn't let him; twice he's had fish and twice he's let them die. I split them between two
fellows in the troop who already had fish. The birds I gave to Mrs. Fishbein on our deck. I didn't have a
cat or a dog; George says ninety floors up is no place to keep junior citizensтАФthat's what he calls them.

I was cleaning up the mess when George came in. тАЬWell,тАЭ he says, тАЬfirst time I've been able to come into
your room without a gas mask.тАЭ

I skipped it; George talks like that. тАЬI still don't know what to do,тАЭ I said, pointing at the heap on my
bed.

тАЬMicrofilmed everything you can?тАЭ

тАЬYes, everything but this picture.тАЭ It was a cabinet stereo of Anne, weighing about a pound and nine
ounces.

тАЬKeep that, of course. Face it, Bill, you've got to travel light. We're pioneers.тАЭ

тАЬI don't know what to throw out.тАЭ

I guess I looked glum for he said, тАЬQuit feeling sorry for yourself. Me, I've got to give upthisтАФ and
that's tough, believe me.тАЭ He held out his pipe.

тАЬWhy?тАЭ I asked. тАЬA pipe doesn't weigh much.тАЭ

тАЬBecause they aren't raising tobacco on Ganymede and they aren't importing any.тАЭ