Spring Day Novel 2 by
Alexander Papazoglou had just finished loading a new program in
his personal pc, which did all his daily school exercises in
five minutes by using an internal hi-tech tiny-sized chip,
designed exactly for that purpose.
His mother had gone out shopping with her electric
environmentally friendly car. Alexander remembered his mother
telling him that shopping is quite unlike to what it used to be
forty years ago. He just could not believe that people used to
push their own trolleys!
He was eighteen years old, at lyceum, and in one year he could
go to the ‘International Institution of Greek Knowledge’ (I.I.G.K.)
in whichever department he chose to. He had learnt four
languages perfectly other than Greek: French, English, German
and Japanese, and was now studying Italian, Spanish and Turkish.
Albert Papazoglou, Alexander’s father, was General Manager of
the biggest information and communication company in the whole
of Europe, situated in Paris. He was absent most of the time,
but at least he was there for Christmas and Easter.
Alexander had no brothers and he really liked watching the news,
although that was quite frustrating and depressing.
You could hear nothing good on the Cubical Television Center,
which was a channel designed specially for news broadcasting.
The most hi-tech murders were committed under suspicious
circumstances and were never solved. Only yesterday, a man had
died, when he was sitting in front of his automatic fireplace
connected with the gas supply, and according to his wife’s
testimony, a thick gas came out of it and killed her husband in
The world had become a huge pack of litter and trash, and the
scientists of the ‘Universal Company of Inventions’, were trying
to invent a liquid that would completely vanish any rubbish
which stood in the way. 15% of the Earth had been converted to
Terrorism had indeed been eliminated since 2037, but in its
place, there was the ‘Inty Terror’. ‘Inty Terror’ was a huge and
world known gang, which could invade all computers and eliminate
every possible safety measure by pressing a few buttons. They
could control anything and watch everything, even enter secret
services’ sites and mess with their contents.
Alexander thought that this was nothing compared to what
happened in Europe fifty, or more, years ago. He had read in
History books that there were a lot of wars and terrorism was at
He had to admit that one thing had changed for the worse. People
had become lazier, less independent and had no real freedom.
They had come up with inventions and devices that only led to
their standing in a room and letting technology do all the work.
Inventions such as: the “Automated Human-Washing Machine”, the
“Cooking Machine no.1000” that would make all the foods you like
by providing all the ingredients from the Internet, and the
“Automatic Chronometrical Sleep Putter”, which would put you to
sleep instantly and would wake you up at the time you had set.
Life was just too simple and dull, as far as he was concerned.
Of course he would have preferred to live in the past, where you
were more independent and could do a lot of things instead of
sitting on a comfortable armchair and do all your homework by
pushing a button.
It was 9:30 in the morning and in approximately two and a half
hours, he would go to school, attend a two-hour lesson, be given
a disk with all the next day’s exercises, and would then go back
home where he would be free to do whatever he wished.
Of course it was good knowing that you didn’t have to study a
lot, but not doing anything at all by yourself, was really
His mother had just come back from shopping. A hovering trolley
was creeping its way in front of her and stopped immediately
when it heard her phonetic command.
“Good morning, darling”, she said and ordered the trolley to
deposit all the supplies in the “Box”.
“Good morning. mum. I just finished loading the new chip. Say
thanks to dad, if you get a chance to talk to him today”, he
said dully and wasted himself on an armchair.
“Oh, I just talked to dad and guess what he bought! A Fastir”,
she answered excitedly and clapped her hands.
Fastir was one of the ten fastest airplanes on earth, travelling
from Athens to Australia in half and hour. Albert must have
spent a lot of money for that purchase, but it was nothing
compared to the one billion euros he got as a monthly salary.
Alexander was not at all impressed and not intimidated by the
idea of this purchase. More useless things, he thought and went
to his bedroom on the fifth floor of the house.
His bedroom was as big as a classroom and had many 3-D posters
on the walls. His bed was king-sized and his window could be
adjusted to see whatever he wished: Bahamas, Tibet, Himalayas
and such. He sat there and started scribbling words on a piece
Two days later, his father took the Fastir and came home. He had
bought a lot of presents for both of them and suggested going on
a trip to Wales where he had rented a fully equipped mansion for
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