A simple scientific day

Dawn. Light waves penetrate through my 13mm windows in concentric refracted wave forms throwing light on the microscopic dust particles dancing to Brownian motion. Tiny torroidal coil springs connected to an ordinary AA battery sets off my alarm clock. I begrudgingly move my eyes to a sideways skew to notice the wheels and shafts of my analogous clock flash the time – I wake up to science. I drag my feet to my bathroom, enabled by friction. The fluorescent bulb light reflecting from my mirror is several times intensified. Stepping out, there are a million radio, UV, and long wavelength EM waves piercing my body – I’m aware. In my kitchen plays a technological orchestra of about a dozen kitchen appliances working in discordant harmony towards preparing my breakfast. I hear, I smell, I see, I feel science. The morning radio announces the day’s weather forecast…hmmm, looking outside I wouldn’t have though it would rain today. Out on the road, the same wheel and axle that works for the cars, also works for my cycle, except that hydrocarbon energy wins against my muscle power. I pedal harder, switching the gear to a 6, loosening the clutch grip off the wheel’s rim. I beat the school bell in reaching school; computer application comes first for the day. My PC buzzes into life, its speed quite slow for the age, but that’s okay. Today’s schedule: some assignments and to define a java program– child’s play! I pass the reprographics room, the huge planar Xerox machine throwing wide flashes of yellow light accompanied by the familiar whirling sound of it mechanical parts hitting against each other. Games period. We arrange ourselves on the soccer field – simple irregular hexagonal arrangement. My ball lifts off with quite a correct trajectory but meets with a rib breaking halt off the opponent’s chest – except that the impulse period was lengthened with his curved body motion. A little bird lands lightly on the playground fence, its simplistic, bright feathers contrasting sharply against the cold steel of the new age. A girl besides me follows its motion for a while trying to see a pattern before discarding it as being random. I step out from the natural sun light scattered by clouds into the artificial light of my classroom. The chalk lightly smears on the blackboard, unable to retain its form against the hardness of the board. The fan sets up a convection current moderating the indoor temperature. My pen leaks the ink in a smooth controlled manner, leaving a waterproof imprint on the factory processed paper. I offer a way of viewing the world – through the looking glass of science.

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