Madam President

By Robert Wilson

I love watching Fox News, NCIS, Rush Limbaugh, and cops. I receive lots of junk mail. I picked this title because we need a good woman for president, not Hillary Clinton or Elizabeth Warren. I thought it would be nice to have a Madam President for the people, not against the people, with a strong mind, is intelligent, and has a great sense of humor as displayed in the book. Denise James fits all categories. She knows when to be strong, willing to take chances; she is sensitive, knows when to back off, and accepts criticism of her decisions. It takes a special person to do what she has accomplished as president. After delivering four babies and maintaining the position of president of the United States, that takes courage beyond the normal person. A woman may not ever make president. If she does, she has to be like Denise James, or she is not worth a damn. As you have read, I have trouble writing English. Denise speaks several foreign languages, plus English.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Nov 8, 2018
• ISBN: 9781643501376

Robert Wilson

Robert Wilson was born in 1957. A graduate of Oxford University, he has worked in shipping, advertising and trading in Africa. He has travelled in Asia and Africa and has lived in Greece and West Africa. He is married and writes from an isolated farmhouse in Portugal.

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Madam President

Robert Wilson

Copyright © 2018 Robert Wilson

All rights reserved

First Edition

Page Publishing, Inc

New York, NY

First originally published by Page Publishing, Inc 2018

ISBN 978-1-64350-136-9 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-64350-137-6 (Digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Preface

This book is about a girl who grew up too fast. Her mind developed, but her body was far behind. Do you believe in reincarnation? I do. I will tell you why. In November 1944, I was born. I grew up in Oregon, mainly on the coast. I started school in Charleston. We moved to Walport in 1954 where I went into fourth grade. Summer of 1958, I was ready to go to high school. I was wondering around town. The Alsea highway meets 101 in the middle of town. I stopped and looked at this pole. It wasn’t a power pole, just a pole. On it were many signs. They had city names on it. The signs pointed in the direction of the city.

Tokyo 4,832

Pearl Harbor 2,501 Moscow 5,447

Norfolk 2,514 San Diego 1,034

Manila 6,716 London 5,026

Paris 5,246 Berlin 5,297

I went to our forty-fifth class reunion and visited the Walport museum. I asked about the sign if they have a picture of it. Nobody knew what I was talking about. A few years later, I found what happened to the pole. It was put up in 1942. When the war ended in 1945, the pole was taken down. What I saw was that soldier wanting to see that pole one more time. His soul is in my body. A baby does not receive a soul until twenty to twenty-four weeks of the pregnancy. That is when the kicking starts. That soldier died during the war before I was born.

Now to Denise, when she died the second time, a new soul entered her body, one much smarter than her original soul. That is why she had no problem learning a new subject, then taking a test and passing it with almost a perfect score.

Most of the names in the book are some people I’ve known or met. Others I made up by looking up the country and finding a name of that country. I am single and got bored, so I thought I would try my hand at writing.

Jim and Diane James were in their early twenties and working on finishing up the last year of college at Missouri State University. They married shortly after high school. When Diane got pregnant, she thought she would have to wait to finish her last semester until the next fall. When May came, Diane talked to her professors about taking the final exams early so she wouldn’t have to take those classes over. The professors agreed, and in the first week of May, Diane was able to take three final exams. The other three professors all said, With your high scores, 3.87 to 3.92, you have already graduated. They gave her a final grade and said, Take care of your baby, ma’am.

Denise was born on May 15, 2019. Just a little baby girl—six pounds, eleven ounces, and twenty inches. Denise is the first child of Jim and Diane James. They were very happy to have their first child. Denise was a very beautiful little girl with brown hair and eyes. They took turns changing diapers even though Jim got a little choked up at times.

Jim and Diane’s friends lived two houses down the street, Mik and Sara Dawson. Sara had a baby boy in late summer, August 3. He was named Jeremy. Jim and Diane had their teaching jobs lined up. Diane talked to Mik and Sara about watching over Denise. Mik is an auto mechanic, Sara, a stay-at-home mom. Sara said she would love to watch over Denise when they start their teaching career. Jim would be teaching history at a high school in north Springfield Missouri. Diane went to the elementary school close to home to teach the third grade. Denise and Jeremy grew up together. Denise was always asking, When can I go to school, Mama? She told her, Just few more years, honey.

Jim and Diane did a lot of homeschooling with Denise to give her a head start when she would start school. She was just an average student in the first three years of school. When Denise started her fourth grade, she started having headaches in mid-December. Sometimes the pain were so intense she would be sent home. Sara Dawson would pick up Denise and watch her until Diane or Jim got home. Denise’s mom is the third-grade teacher in the same school. Her headaches kept her from excelling because she couldn’t concentrate. Denise made it through most of the school year while missing only eleven days. Only one week of the school year left, she started screaming while holding her head. The pain was so bad she fell on the floor. The teacher, Mrs. Watson, called the school nurse for help. The nurse called for a doctor and an ambulance. Diane rode to the hospital with Denise. Jim showed up a few minutes later.

Several X-rays were taken and the results were devastating to Jim and Diane. Denise had a tumor on the left side of her head. It was pushing against her brain, causing all the pain. The doctor said she needs to go to a specialist. Diane rode with Denise to St. Jude Children’s Hospital in Memphis Tennessee. Jim followed the ambulance. The doctors studied the X-rays and decided on their options: radiation or surgery. With the new equipment and technology, they could use spot radiation and kill the cancer cells, but she would lose her hair. Chemotherapy was not an option because it would kill to many brain cells and she could lose some body functions or even her life.

Denise went in for radiation treatments with the permission of her parents. The doctors could not use the radiation all at once ’cause that much radiation could kill her. Diane and Jim spent all summer close to St. Jude, but school was about to start. Jim and Diane requested substitute teachers until Denise was home again. While she was in the hospital, the radiation treatments really ran down her health and spirits. She was tired a lot and slept more than normal. The nurses would take turns getting her up and walking with her to the cafeteria and through the garden to keep her energy level up. The treatments lasted fourteen weeks, then Denise got a clear bill of health. She was still tired, but her parents told her, not to give up. We need you to help your little brother. Denise was four when David was born. Denise said, I am not going anywhere, Mama.

Denise was waiting for the doctor to let her know when she could go home and back to school. The doctor said, It will be just a couple more days. We want to make sure all the cancer is gone. Denise said, I want to go home, and a minute later, her heart stopped. The doctor called for life support and started CPR while the defibrillation paddles were on their way. They hit her with the paddles. Denise started breathing again for almost a minute, then she died again. The doctor used the paddles again with no results and hit her again. Still nothing. Her dad said, Once more. She is our firstborn, our only girl. He started to use the paddles once more when Denise opened her eyes, looked at the doctor, raised her right arm, and said, Stop that. It hurts. Denise looked at her mom and asked, Mama, I’m hungry. Can I go home now? Denise did not realize that she had died twice. Her mom and dad started crying. They were to choked up to say anything through their tears.

Six days later, Denise was released from the hospital and ready to go back school in the fifth grade. She had finished enough of the fourth grade before she went in the hospital, so she would be able to go into the fifth grade with her original class. Denise did not have any hair on her head, but that didn’t bother her. She knew it would grow back. The whole school welcomed her back with a banner and balloons. Denise was so overcome with emotion that she started crying and said, Thank you all very much.

Her best friend, Jeremy, was in the desk right behind her. Having grown up together, they knew each other very well. Denise had some catching up to do on the five weeks of school that she had missed, so the teacher, Ms. Peach, would let her read the chapters of what she missed and then give her a test. Denise passed every one with a perfect a score. Ms. Peach had reviewed her fourth-grade marks and was amazed at the change in her knowledge. Ms. Peach asked, Denise, how much studying did you do in the hospital? None, Denise said. She got caught up with the rest of the class in just one week.

Ms. Peach gave the class a math test which was easy for Denise. It took her fifteen minutes to complete a one-hour test. Ms. Peach checked the test and found that it was 100 percent. When Jeremy finished his test, he took it up to Ms. Peach’s in-basket and walked back to his desk. On the way back, he run his hand over Denise’s head. He said, Smooth like a cue ball. Ms. Peach said, Jeremy, principal’s office. His parents were told what he did and grounded him. He was to go to school and then straight back home. Denise’s hair was starting to grow back, but it was very short. She was happy to feel hair again.

Two days later, the class took an English test. Denise finished it in twenty-one minutes. Surprised, Ms. Peach would take the test to the principal, Mr. Hanson, at the next recess. She wanted to talk to Denise’s parents about the change in her knowledge. Much later, some of the students started bringing their test up. Jeremy finished his test, brought it up to the in-basket, and headed back to his desk. He paused one second to run his hand over Denise’s head. He said, Feels like a Brillo pad. Ms. Peach yelled, Jeremy, principal’s office! Some of the class chuckled. Ms. Peach said, That is not very funny. Denise went through many weeks of hell wondering if she was ever going to come back to school. I want you who laughed to apologize to Denise. We are sorry, Denise. Denise said, Thank you.

Jeremy was sent home for his comments. He came back the next day with no hair. His dad shaved his head real smooth. Ms. Peach snickered, then said, I am sorry, Jeremy. I want you to move up front. I want you to switch seats with Sally. He grumbled under his breath but moved his books, and Sally moved to the back seat. A couple days passed and it was history test time. Denise finished early as usual with a perfect score again. She took the test up, placed it in the in-basket, headed back to her desk, paused at Jeremy’s desk just long enough to run her fingers over his bald head, and commented, Smooth as a ski slope, wee.

Denise, principal’s office, Ms. Peach said. Some of the class snickered under their breath. Ms. Peach said, Enough!

Halloween was just a few days away, and Ms. Peach asked, How do you want to decorate the room for Halloween? Do you want to decorate just the windows, or shall we skip it this year? The class spent two days decorating the windows, the walls, and whatever else that wasn’t already covered. On the day of Halloween, the students wore their best costume to school. The class had a surprise math test just before lunch. Denise finished early again, then she put on some bright red lipstick she snuck out from her mom’s makeup. Hiding her mouth with the test paper, she took it up and placed it in the in-basket, and quickly turned away from Ms. Peach. She walked back toward her desk, stopped behind Jeremy, leaned down, kissed the top of Jeremy’s head, and, in a soft voice, said, Feels fuzzy like a peach. The whole class broke out in laughter. Ms. Peach said, Denise! Denise quickly replied, I know, principal’s office. Then Ms. Peach saw what Denise did, and she broke out in laughter with the rest of the class. Jeremy said, What? What’s so funny?

Denise laughed most the way to the principal’s office. Mr. Hanson asked, What did you do this time? Denise got a Kleenex from Mr. Hanson’s desk and wiped the lipstick from her mouth. Mr. Hanson smiled and said, Where? Denise pointed to the top of her head. He said, Jeremy? Denise just nodded a yes. She was still laughing. He went to the classroom and walked in; the room went dead quiet. He walked over to Jeremy, gave him a handkerchief, and said, Wipe the top of your head. Mr. Hanson looked at Ms. Peach with a smile on his face, trying to keep from laughing, and left the room. Ms. Peach followed him out of the room and said, Sorry but I too was laughing too hard to help Jeremy. Mr. Hanson said, Kids, then he laughed.

Ms. Peach got to talk to Denise’s parents a few days later. She said, Denise has changed so dramatically from last year. She should be in the sixth or seventh grade. She is a very intelligent girl. Her parents talked to Denise that night about going to the next class. Denise said, No, Mama, I started with this class five years ago and I want to graduate from high school with them. Am I asking too much?

Denise and her parents had a meeting with Mr. Hanson and Ms. Peach. Denise brought up some options. She said, I am willing to take tests from the upper classes if I can stay with this class, the class that I started with five years ago. These kids are my friends. I don’t know any of the upper-class students, so why should I mingle with people older than me that I don’t know?

Mr. Hanson asked, What are you going to do when you get bored?

Get the textbooks for the next grade, take some more tests. Just keep going until I have finished high school.

Mom said, What about college?

If I can sneak over to Missouri State once a week, I can complete all the classes I need to receive a bachelor’s degree as long as I can graduate from high school with this class than later go to Missouri State to receive my bachelor’s degree. Please, Denise said.

Mr. Hanson said, I will see what I can do to help you stay with this class.

Denise said, Thank you, Mr. Hanson. Her parents reluctantly agreed.

That evening, Diane took out the college books she was still keeping. She pulled them out and told Denise she can have her books. Diane said, These will help you through college. Denise said, Thank you, Mom. I will take good care of them.

The class exchanged gifts at Christmastime and then was off for the holidays. Denise had a special gift for Jeremy, for he was her boyfriend in the school even though they exchanged bald-head taunts in school. She gave him a heart pendant that was in two pieces, one half for him and the other half for his girlfriend. He gave Denise one half. On New Year’s Eve, they spent a lot of time together. Back at school, they spent a lot of time together with Denise helping Jeremy with his schoolwork. The school year ended, and she would sneak off to the back woods with Jeremy and spend hours talking about what they wanted to do after graduation. Jeremy knew she was so smart that she would be going on to college, and he would not make it that far, but he still loved her.

The next school year was the sixth grade. Denise continued taking upper-class test to keep from getting bored while staying with her class. Denise helped Mr. Meek by showing the slower students how to solve some math problems