Set in the future this short story predicts, in a prophetic way, how the nation can be run under a National Socialist banner when people wish it to work by working together for the nation.
Day One: It was a clean start to the morning, and even at breakfast the radio was noticeably different. Being just fourteen and starting my first school day as an ordinary teachers daughter in the same school were mama had got her new job, even if part-time was very exciting. We ate breakfast and papa spoke about how even the food tasted so much more delicious now that the new government had taken office. He told me I’d soon have some brothers and sister now, because it could be afforded and mother was definitely willing. We cheerily left the house together as a family. Papa dropped us off at the school and headed onto his workplace as an architect.
Together we walked through the gate, mama and I. As we looked at the children gathering on the yard, it was easy to sense an invigorating positivity about the place and the education that all were about to receive. It had been proven many times on the run up to the election that the new National Socialist Party of the Workers was indeed a welcome change for Our country. Even thought I was only fourteen I still could see the streets were much cleaner, everybody was busier and happier in their meaningful work. It was all very intoxicating in a wholesome natural way and I’m so glad it’s now happening.
I left mama at the corridor to lead to the main hall, as she had to go the staff room for briefings and I’d volunteered to play in the morning recital of the new Anthem “For the Nation we all work to be.” It was a truly wonderful uplifting song that simply gave you goosebumps and a choking heart when you heard it. There was 72 students to play in the orchestra which consisted of many instruments and during rehearsals we’d managed to get it sounding extremely good. Everyone of us had been using our phones to network to make it a special performance as it was our first and we all wanted the best for ourselves.
As the bell rang for the children to gather, so I noticed out of the window some buses taking the foreigners back. They had surely had a good run for their money and had cost the country an absolute fortune. Even papa had been out of work for so long, and mama could barely keep us on her wages, even though she’d been working two jobs, which amounted to almost 80 hours per week. Now nobody was expected to work even more than 36, for any reason. From what I gathered the idea was that the people, village, town or city, were not to spread themselves too thinly. Not with too many chores, just the important ones. The school in fact now had a new farm and we’d been given some instructions as to what was expected of us, as part of our educating, for doing small but meaningful jobs. Feeding and grooming the animals, we would also tend to and collect vegetables for both school and for taking home.
I must say that even though this new government had only been in for just over a week so much had changed for the better. For example the water, it was clear as a bell and tasted as crisp and fresh as it did way out into the countryside where I’d drank it from streams. That high mineral content from the rocks and springs. It had been explained by the news monitor, formerly called the television, but that name had been changed because of the idea of the news monitor being a thing specifically for educating and entertainment that also had a high educational quality. I was, and I know all the neighbours family and friends were, very much enjoying the news monitor. everything that came on was so well presented, at a very high level and everything seemed nurturing and I’d even say spiritual. It was always correctly informative about bus times, train times, anything you needed to know really, and then would be Shakespeare, Dickens or other well to do playwrights works for us to learn while we watched.
If it hadn’t have been for papa I am certain mama and I wouldn’t have known a thing about any of the changes that we were now very much included in, as was everybody.The need for crime had gone down, people were talking about having children, which is something in the past people had done. In fact the main slogan that I’d seen of the Party who won the election was ” A winning future for a winning people.” That really meant a lot to me, I wanted to be a part of the winning way, and not a competitor, but a participant doing my best. In doing we could find our own path, and from winning we can learn about excellence and making good ground toward reaping it also further. Lots of drug dealers had been put to work on the new water ways to clean there up as they were given opportunity to join with everyone in the winning way.
I think the election had been fierce, but today we would meet the new Headmaster for the whole school. He’d been specially appointed by the winning National Socialist Party of Worker’s as a man specially trained in the high morals and ethics of the political structure of our new great society. He started his address to the pupils by saying a welcome gesture and that he is hoping for lots and lots of many new things to happen, and he then said he’s also very glad that it is us who can enjoy these great many new benefits of today. It was so beautiful for there was a news monitor also above him so everybody could see his facial expressions as he talked and to be honest I’ve never heard more sincere words in a school before. I always felt the teachers were very subdued and muted, even though they’d said they weren’t, clearly they were. Papa had said it was the terrorism within the education sector. That the Jews had been putting so much filth and disgusting worthless material into the curriculum that it had been killing the teachers spirits. He said, because many of them had mortgages, and certainly many of them had, and needed pensions, that they could not upset the boat or they, and their families would be on the streets.
Living on the streets as a family had been a great chore, but luckily it was only for two years, until mama got the two jobs and we could afford a one bedroom flat where the refugees had been living before they’d all been moved into the suburbs for taking over the jobs that we were told we couldn’t do. As Internationalism had spread to such an extent that the only jobs available were for Amazon. Working as an operative either in the warehouse or on the telephones, and we couldn’t speak with the workers because they now refused to speak English because they had become the majority. The banks had broken their promises of supporting the Councils around the country and literally the whole country was foreclosed upon. There was talk of military rule, but the soldiers were all away, so G45 had taken on those duties after the Police had been disbanded.
However this new way had come about was something of an incredible scenario. A young man who I’d once known at horse riding lessons, that I’d taken when we could afford. He’d managed somehow to get a renegade programmer to convince his father that Amazon was attempting to take over the whole country. His father had a strong core group of friends and they were never going to let that happen. It all sort of happened in a rush, but thank goodness for the programmer knowing how to convey to the young man’s father what the hell was actually going on. I swear I’d be dead by now, eaten alive by the endless hordes who had been coming and saturated our workplaces.
I admired everything that was happening and I understood it to a high degree, because like my father, most men had taken a keen interest as starvation and destitution were staring them long in the face. Fortunately desperate times call for desperate measures and it sure did get desperate. Now though, the whole climate had changed. I was told I could go back to horse riding and the violin, also to learn fine art to a high degree. To learn literature, language skills and really be prepared for a functional working society who put family first. So, I would be expected to be a mother and a wife, and I so dreamed it often. I would love 6 boys and five girls, and they would play endlessly happily together with the many other children in the streets neighbouring our home.
I would also of course learn to make clothes and use artistic expression in the printing of clothes, as we would obviously have the latest tech available to everyone. The reason for this is basically the reason the old way was collapsing in on itself. The remedy of making more and more stuff for people that had no money didn’t work. When China had failed back in 2020, and Brasil, India and Russia had also failed to take the position of China, which had replaced the USA, then the whole world government collapsed and the rats ran to Israel for cover. With the voting in of the National Socialist Party of Worker’s victory, then everything had changed in relation to Israel. They were encouraged, as a nation State to move lock stock and barrel to the much bigger and more suited location of the Jewish Autonomous Region in Siberia within Russia. Obviously they’d tried to wrangle all sorts of deals, but when the world’s eye turned on Israel and the many, many criminal tentacles that were so deeply rooted in every nations political and financial sectors, except for North Korea, then the world grew angry.
It was soon the time when they had no more excuses though and the world organised their moving. Many, many court trials were held and eventually after those five years of internal struggles at the highest levels Israel was declared a rogue State and the 300,000 Israelis found not guilty were all actually Arabs and Christians who during the annexing of Palestine the Jews had simply took their names and put them in their books to try to legitmise the rogue State. There had been much talk of what was to do with them, and it was finally decreed that for their murderous ways then they receive an end to their misery.
As school went on I found myself having a short discussion with a teacher and fellow class mate about philosophy within art. We were discussing how the materials of today can be comparatively better than those used in the enlightenment times. As we were surely in the most enlightened of times, thanks to Tim Berners-Lee and Adolf Hitler then we could easily discern that as long as we were using the berries and other natural means to make inks and paints, then the old factories that simply clogged the air would not be necessary. Everything would be ran locally, so that the local resources can bring a sense of pride and honour to their communities and thereby raising community spirit. By tying ourselves to the land of our forefathers and the legacies we inherited from them, then we could surely stand a chance in the market place.
Obviously the degree of intellectuality was always only driven by the might of the sword of education wielded. Then at this time the mightiest of the swords of education, National Socialism, had indeed managed to breed a people who were solidly self assured that they could provide food, warmth and shelter to the highest degrees. The mantra “It’s results we want, not excuses” had been found to be a great psychological leg up when pushing oneself on. As the Holy Bible says, “Seek and ye shall find” so it was that the goodness sought revealed itself, and with the help of some imagination with creativity things ran splendidly well. Even that was in the few short months before the election, but with that sense in the air people were fused to it, for it really was so obviously workable.
Day 2: The men came to take away the many fences and cameras all around the place, not only the school. In their place were planted flowers and fruit trees. Some lampposts did have rope loosely hanging from their tops, but it was seen as a good bunting for moral now that literally every criminal had been cleared out. The whole thing had been scuppered by finally auditing the Fed and the Central Banks. The world was nowhere near in debt, the whole media scam was ran by the bankers and their friends, so they were now either working for their keep, or moved onto a better place for everyone.
Every breath of air was a refreshing thing, no skies full of gunk. Link. Every drop of fresh water, fresh. We were singing together, playing games, planting food and every merriment under the sun, then it happened. I was placed for the school dance with Jerry, a tall dashing young man who I’d seen once or twice ride at the stables. He took my hand and we looked at each other. He smiled and said it’s a great honour to be your dance partner, you look very cute. I am sure I blushed a little, but he’s very handsome so. I did respond with a smile and a quiet thank you. As the music began it’s simple beat, we took our steps as the way the traditional dancers of past generations had. I was so glad that I’d chosen to play in the mornings, as the band now were missing out on this. In honesty they did get their chances and my own best friend also got put with a great lad, who is pleasant and honest and rides motorbikes for fun, so he promised he’d take her on the back in the fields sometime. She said Jerry and I were invited too, we both laughed, how great.
Sarah, my best friend also wants to have many children, and we both find it so fantastic and encouraging that we actually can with the full backing of the whole country in the form of the State now ran by National Socialism. Such a wondrous dream.. We didn’t even know we could, we thought we’d maybe die or something the way things were. We were so happy to be alive, and we really looked forwards to having lots of babies, especially our first. So exciting.
Sarah’s father had also had a very rough time of it, and their mother was just on leaving when the Party were looking locally for members and found Sarah’s dad kicking chip papers around the street, along with so many others. The children were the ones with the money those times, they were horribly treated to sell drugs. They say it was basically the same as what had happened in Africa all those years ago before China had annexed Africa, about 2008, just after the Olympic Games. Apparently it was a promise from Israel to wealth swap with US to China, but as the new National Socialist governments around the world had found, the whole thing was based on credit the International Jews were stealing from the Nations. Link.
Now we all expect every country to be in harmony. Certainly our country will, and will always be the best example that we can be for other nations to follow. The people are ALL together in moving forward. The foreigners have returned home safely to their own nations as hosts now to themselves. The Jews are gone. GONE! and everything is about luxuries, merriment, joy, there are so many great things for the majority to now relish. The minorities are again minorities, and every continent has it’s rightful people back. Even in Southern Africa, Rhodesia, South Africa, German South West Africa and others are cooperating well for the better way of life. the more sure way of life. The life to sing about with glee and enjoy in every way that is positive, wholesome and something of value to the family, the society and the nation. Therefore ultimately it is for the benefit of the world from the ground up. I’m just a fourteen year old schoolgirl, but it’s working, and spirits are high. Information is passed quickly and people have the right support and encouraging people around.
Long live the winning way! Long Live National Socialism and Hail Hitler!!!