Write a story about how the Little Joe rocket got its name but make it a superhero story.
system
ek kahani likhen ki kaise chote jo rocket ko apana naam mila, lekin ise ek superhiro kahani banaaen.
user
nasa ke cmand centre oversier ne ulti ginati shuru kii "5, 4, 3, 2, 1, lift of!"cameraa chup ho gaya.ve sabhi tanaavpurn the.ab unke kaam ke saath, kuch lift-stage monitor oversier kaa saamana karne ke liye mud gaye, jisase unke chehre par kuch aashwaasan mil gaya, lekin ve ek aadmi ke saath mili, jo uski topi kaat rahaa tha kyonki uskaa pasinaa farsh par gir gaya tha.ek samachar reporter ne anuchit rup se tanaav ko tod diya, anaupchaarik rup se oversier ke kareeb kadam rakhaa, poocha,

"kaho shri kyon ise" little jo? "

oversier reporter par chillane vaala tha jab maxim faget ne us aadmi ke saath tahalne, uske kandhe par haath rakhaa, or use kunthit oversier se dur jane or chalane ke liye nirdeshit kiya.maxim ne shuru kiya, "acchhee tarah se aap dekhte hai, unhone sochaa ki yah mere naam par he."katha kuch is prakaar he:

waapas jab main ek ladkaa tha, mere pita ek juaari the.main use kisino main janaa chahta tha, lekin kisi bhi bachche ko dhumrapaan or is sab kii aniatikta ke kaaran anumati nahin thi.gali main ek din, maine kuch puraane ladakon ko creps kii shooting karte dekha.maine unhen khelte hue dekha or turant ise aazamaaya.maine us par sab kuch kharch kiya.main ek or ran ko tattu karne ke liye apane chaudaa main ek batan bhi neeche chalaa gaya.uske baad, ve sabhi thande ho gaye or mujhe sarkal se baahar nikaal diya.ve khurdare the, lekin mujhe parvaah nahin thi.main romanchit tha.main ghar gaya or creps teble ko phir se banaaya gaya jaisaa ki main sabase acha kar saktaa tha.maine puraani tasveeron main dekha tha ki asli kya dikhte the.unhone kuch puraane bordon kaa istemaal kiya, bart kii soda shop ke peeche, kuch puraane rabar tair, or casino ke achche mahasoos kiye gaye, chamade or shellked lakdi ke bajaay gande footpath.maine kuch pareekshan kiye or paaya ki #4 sankhyikeey rup se kisi bhi anya sankhya kii tulana main unke seoup ke saath adhik sambhaavna thi.

main #4 par daanv lagaataa rahaa or main jeetta rahaa.maine sthaneey dukaanon ko bade suzav die, lekin giroh bahut khush nahin tha.jab main jeetta rahaa to unhone mujhe kudane kii koshish kii, lekin store ke maalikon kii peeth thi.uske baad, #4 or khud ko little jo ke rup main janaa jaataa he.tab se, mere paas yah shakti he jahaan main number 4 ke aasapaas chizon kii bhavishyavaanee kar saktaa hum or mujhe kaise pataa he ki yah pareekshan safal hoga: yah mere naam par he!
assistant
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<|user|>
ek kahani likhen ki kaise chote jo rocket ko apana naam mila, lekin ise ek superhiro kahani banaaen.</s>
<|assistant|>
nasa ke cmand centre oversier ne ulti ginati shuru kii "5, 4, 3, 2, 1, lift of!"cameraa chup ho gaya.ve sabhi tanaavpurn the.ab unke kaam ke saath, kuch lift-stage monitor oversier kaa saamana karne ke liye mud gaye, jisase unke chehre par kuch aashwaasan mil gaya, lekin ve ek aadmi ke saath mili, jo uski topi kaat rahaa tha kyonki uskaa pasinaa farsh par gir gaya tha.ek samachar reporter ne anuchit rup se tanaav ko tod diya, anaupchaarik rup se oversier ke kareeb kadam rakhaa, poocha,

"kaho shri kyon ise" little jo? "

oversier reporter par chillane vaala tha jab maxim faget ne us aadmi ke saath tahalne, uske kandhe par haath rakhaa, or use kunthit oversier se dur jane or chalane ke liye nirdeshit kiya.maxim ne shuru kiya, "acchhee tarah se aap dekhte hai, unhone sochaa ki yah mere naam par he."katha kuch is prakaar he:

waapas jab main ek ladkaa tha, mere pita ek juaari the.main use kisino main janaa chahta tha, lekin kisi bhi bachche ko dhumrapaan or is sab kii aniatikta ke kaaran anumati nahin thi.gali main ek din, maine kuch puraane ladakon ko creps kii shooting karte dekha.maine unhen khelte hue dekha or turant ise aazamaaya.maine us par sab kuch kharch kiya.main ek or ran ko tattu karne ke liye apane chaudaa main ek batan bhi neeche chalaa gaya.uske baad, ve sabhi thande ho gaye or mujhe sarkal se baahar nikaal diya.ve khurdare the, lekin mujhe parvaah nahin thi.main romanchit tha.main ghar gaya or creps teble ko phir se banaaya gaya jaisaa ki main sabase acha kar saktaa tha.maine puraani tasveeron main dekha tha ki asli kya dikhte the.unhone kuch puraane bordon kaa istemaal kiya, bart kii soda shop ke peeche, kuch puraane rabar tair, or casino ke achche mahasoos kiye gaye, chamade or shellked lakdi ke bajaay gande footpath.maine kuch pareekshan kiye or paaya ki #4 sankhyikeey rup se kisi bhi anya sankhya kii tulana main unke seoup ke saath adhik sambhaavna thi.

main #4 par daanv lagaataa rahaa or main jeetta rahaa.maine sthaneey dukaanon ko bade suzav die, lekin giroh bahut khush nahin tha.jab main jeetta rahaa to unhone mujhe kudane kii koshish kii, lekin store ke maalikon kii peeth thi.uske baad, #4 or khud ko little jo ke rup main janaa jaataa he.tab se, mere paas yah shakti he jahaan main number 4 ke aasapaas chizon kii bhavishyavaanee kar saktaa hum or mujhe kaise pataa he ki yah pareekshan safal hoga: yah mere naam par he!</s>
