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fandomhigh2006-09-21 01:20 pm
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Science! (Thursday, Period 7)
"Good afternoon, class!" Ms Frizzle greeted them brightly as the class filed in. Today's dress looked like a walking ad for the Skydome, covered as it was in baseballs, baseball bats, and baseball diamonds. Small softballs dangled from her ears to complete the outfit.
"Today we'll be talking about motion!" she announced, pacing in front of the class and slipping suddenly, windmilling for a moment before catching herself. "Whoops! Not enough friction there! Sometimes friction, the force of my foot against the floor, for example, is a good thing." She stopped by one end of her lab bench and thrust a finger in the air. "Liz, slide me the book on motion!"
The lizard obliged, pushing a heavy volume towards the woman. And although she pushed so hard she flopped over onto her scaly stomach, the book stopped sliding halfways across, stil out of reach of the teacher.
"And," Ms Frizzle continued, a worrying smile beginning to spread across her face, "Sometimes it isn't." She picked up the book and began flipping through until she reached the page she was looking for. She held up the book, displaying a picture of a baseball diamond. "Imagine, children, a world without friction! You wouldn't be able to do this -" she jumped to the left, and took another step to the right "- or this -" she hopped a few steps of the Schottishe "- even if it would be easier to do this!" And she executed a Risky Business-esque slide across the front of the classroom.
She stopped. "I know!" she said suddenly. Her earrings began to glow. She snapped the book closed, thrust one hand in the air, and began marching out of the classroom. "Everyone to the bus!"
[[As always, OCD coming. Today's a big one. PLAY BALL!]]
"Today we'll be talking about motion!" she announced, pacing in front of the class and slipping suddenly, windmilling for a moment before catching herself. "Whoops! Not enough friction there! Sometimes friction, the force of my foot against the floor, for example, is a good thing." She stopped by one end of her lab bench and thrust a finger in the air. "Liz, slide me the book on motion!"
The lizard obliged, pushing a heavy volume towards the woman. And although she pushed so hard she flopped over onto her scaly stomach, the book stopped sliding halfways across, stil out of reach of the teacher.
"And," Ms Frizzle continued, a worrying smile beginning to spread across her face, "Sometimes it isn't." She picked up the book and began flipping through until she reached the page she was looking for. She held up the book, displaying a picture of a baseball diamond. "Imagine, children, a world without friction! You wouldn't be able to do this -" she jumped to the left, and took another step to the right "- or this -" she hopped a few steps of the Schottishe "- even if it would be easier to do this!" And she executed a Risky Business-esque slide across the front of the classroom.
She stopped. "I know!" she said suddenly. Her earrings began to glow. She snapped the book closed, thrust one hand in the air, and began marching out of the classroom. "Everyone to the bus!"
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