Monday, April 10, 2006
Born in the thermal imaging age
I volunteered at the school on Saturday. I worked the consession table while the kids where having sicencerama. I go to the front door to pick up the pizzas when a lady hands me a very heavy and rather old electric typerwiter. I take it to the 'deconstruction' table so that kids can; take a guess, yes take it apart and see all of the innards. They had computers and TVs, phones and microwaves to take apart.
A couple of very young Freshmen where working the station. I asked where they wanted it, as I was looking forward to putting it down. They look at me and say, "What is it?" They didn't seem to believe me when I told them.
A couple of very young Freshmen where working the station. I asked where they wanted it, as I was looking forward to putting it down. They look at me and say, "What is it?" They didn't seem to believe me when I told them.
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