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Legend of the Red Moon

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Legend of the Red Moon

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par Alvia Aisyah
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Legend of the Red Moon

Tonight, Jimmy was thrilled to visit his grandfather’s village. The place was peaceful and beautiful, with hills stretching under the night sky. What made this evening even more special was the lunar eclipse. Jimmy had always been fascinated by the red moon, and he couldn't wait to see it with his own eyes.

“I want to paint this moment,” Jimmy thought as he looked up at the glowing red moon. He grabbed his sketchpad and began drawing.

But before he could finish, he heard loud shouts and banging noises coming from outside. Curious, Jimmy rushed to his grandfather.

“Grandpa, what’s going on?” he asked.

His grandfather looked serious. “The villagers are worried. Every time the moon turns red, we believe an evil wolf is attacking it. Our shouting and noise scare the wolf away. Since I’m the mayor, I must give the signal.”

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Jimmy blinked in disbelief. “You really believe that, Grandpa?”

“This has been our tradition for generations,” Grandpa replied. “You’re too young to understand.”

Jimmy frowned. “But Grandpa, it’s just an old legend! The moon changes color because of a lunar eclipse. If we wait a few minutes, it will go back to normal by itself.”

“No, Jimmy,” Grandpa said firmly. “Only our ritual can save the moon.”

“I can’t believe this!” Jimmy exclaimed. “What if I can prove that banging pots and pans does nothing to the moon?”

“I’ll wait for you,” Grandpa said calmly. “But the villagers won’t be patient for long.”

“Just give me a few minutes,” said Jimmy. “I think I saw a science book upstairs!”

3

Jimmy ran up the stairs and searched frantically through the shelves. But no matter how hard he looked, the book wasn’t there. Slowly, with disappointment heavy in his steps, he came back downstairs.

“It seems you didn’t find the book,” Grandpa said gently. “I’ll have to go give them the signal.”

“Please, Grandpa,” Jimmy begged, holding his grandfather’s hand. “I studied eclipses at school. Just look—look at the moon!”

As they looked out the window together, Jimmy suddenly remembered the observatory on top of the mountain.

“I’ll show you,” he said with determination. “Let’s go to the observatory, Grandpa. Please, come with me.”

As they walked toward the mountain, a group of villagers stopped them.

“Where are you going?” one of them asked. “We’re waiting for the signal to save the moon!”

“Please wait for us,” Jimmy pleaded. “We’ll be back soon!”

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At the observatory, Jimmy and his grandfather met a scientist.

“Sir,” Jimmy said quickly, “Can you explain to my grandfather what a lunar eclipse really is?”

“Of course,” the scientist replied. “Right now, the Earth is directly between the sun and the moon. The Earth’s shadow is what darkens the moon.”

“Interesting,” Grandpa murmured.

“A little sunlight passes through the Earth’s atmosphere,” the scientist continued. “That light makes the moon appear red. Here, look through this telescope. You’ll see the Earth’s shadow moving slowly across the moon.”

Grandpa leaned in and looked. “I see… Hmm. No wolves up there after all. It’s fascinating how it all happens naturally.”

Jimmy grinned. “So, do you finally believe me, Grandpa?”

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Back in the village, everyone was still waiting anxiously. As they returned, Grandpa stepped forward to speak.

“My friends,” he said, “I’ve learned something amazing tonight. The red moon is caused by a lunar eclipse. It’s a natural event, and we don’t need to bang on pots to save it.”

But one man shook his head. “If you don’t do it, I will. We must save the moon!”

An old woman added, “We all know a wolf is attacking the moon. Making noise is the only way to scare him away. It’s always worked before.”

“I want to bang on my pots too!” shouted a small child.

Grandpa sighed. It seemed that no one believed him. But Jimmy had an idea. He leaned close and whispered into his grandfather’s ear. Then he turned to the crowd.

“Everyone, listen!” Jimmy said. “On our way back, we met someone who heard the wolf howling nearby. If we make noise now, the wolf will know where we are… and he might come for us instead of the moon!”

The villagers gasped. Their eyes widened in fear.

“Quick! Run home!” someone shouted.

In a matter of seconds, everyone dropped their pans and rushed to hide in their homes.

A few minutes later, Jimmy pointed to the sky. “Look, Grandpa! The red color is gone—and we didn’t bang a single pot.”

The villagers slowly peeked out. When they saw the moon had returned to normal, they were amazed.

“We were wrong,” one of them said. “You and the boy were right all along.”

From that night on, the villagers no longer feared the red moon. Instead, they looked forward to the next eclipse—ready to admire the sky’s wonder, not chase away imaginary wolves.

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