After the Show. The Show Begins.
Aspiring scientist. Aspiring artist.
After the Friday Night High School Dance.
Unused Dry Ice. Leftover.
Take the plunge and ask , “Can I take this home?”
The special effect tech has already talked of lasers.
And blind spots in his eye.
After a short beat, he says, “Sure.”
In the dark of midnight, I carry home the styrofoam-lined cardboard box.
In the morning, I make beakers of mad-scientist fog.
Motivated. Enthusiastic. Learning.
When I Was Young, We Played Around with Knives.
by aforgrave, April 3rd, 2013.
LISTEN to John Mann sing, “When I Played Around with Knives”
In the not too distant future (now past), I would go on to do a physics degree, and while employed at the Ontario Science Centre, freeze things super cold solid with liquid nitrogen.
We need (
not just careful, purposeful) exploratory PLAY in our learning.