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It was such a nice day so Kristen and I got out of seminar early and went to watch the egg-drop kids. Man, freshman science is crazy. When we did it two years ago, we both cried when our eggs broke, thinking that the failed 'experiment' augured some seriously shitty high school years. Ridiculous, sure, but in some ways an accurate conclusion.
A girl who had made her egg-thing out of some nerfs gave one to us when she was done. It was a little yolk-y, but still good. We were jealous that the science department was doing exciting things with projectiles while we'd been in the language seminar of slow, fluorescent death (LSSFD) listening to Schaefer (aka. Thraso) all morning, so we decided to incorporate the nerf football into our own educational activity. We customized the ball with sharpie, covering it with Swahili morphemes from the worksheet and the IPA characters that we can never remember. In class we did this really hooked-on-phonics thing with recent perfective morphemes from different languages where we had to figure out which part of the word meant what. It was all in primary colors and had little stars bordering the page. Hooray for regression.
A girl who had made her egg-thing out of some nerfs gave one to us when she was done. It was a little yolk-y, but still good. We were jealous that the science department was doing exciting things with projectiles while we'd been in the language seminar of slow, fluorescent death (LSSFD) listening to Schaefer (aka. Thraso) all morning, so we decided to incorporate the nerf football into our own educational activity. We customized the ball with sharpie, covering it with Swahili morphemes from the worksheet and the IPA characters that we can never remember. In class we did this really hooked-on-phonics thing with recent perfective morphemes from different languages where we had to figure out which part of the word meant what. It was all in primary colors and had little stars bordering the page. Hooray for regression.