Walmart Knows Their Science

So today was potty day.

You can just imagine toilets that have been sitting neglected for a couple of years - it's not pretty!

  If I've got to scrub them,

you've should at least see them...

  Now, that was only fair!

When you are scrubbing potties, and I imagine when you are reading about scrubbing potties, you don't really want to think about what is taking place, so instead you think of something more pleasant.  That was easy for me to do when I saw this box...

You can't beat a Pumie stick for cleaning certain stubborn stains, so it is the tool for the day. But it is the memory it brings back that will take my mind off of the chore at hand.

When I taught Earth science to eighth graders, lassoing their interest was 95 % of the battle. Whenever possible I started the lesson with, "WalMart really knows their science!" Then every face in the room turned to me, eye brows knitted together in that "What do you mean?" expression, and I knew that I had them.

"Yes," I would say, "you can buy a volcanic rock at WalMart." Out came the box you see above, and the Pumie stick was passed around the class for observation. Questions like "Why does it have so many holes?" led to a lesson on the characteristics of volcanic rock and the gases escaping the lava as the material solidified.

"Why is it so light weight?", led to a review lesson on density, including the density of water, which led to the students wanting to see if the pumice would float. The pumice was dropped in water, notes were taken, and by the end of the hour,  vocanic rock objectives had been met all because WalMart really knows their science.

Memory enjoyed.

Potties clean.

Love ya'll,

Shelli

Memory is more than a dustbin of time, stuffed with yesterday's trash. Rather, memory is a glorious grab bag of the past from which one can at leisure pluck bittersweet experiences of times gone by and relive them.

~Hal Boyle, 1971

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

~From the television show The Wonder Years

Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us.

~Oscar Wilde, "The Importance of Being Earnest"

The past is never dead, it is not even past.

~William Faulkner

Memory is what tells a man that his wife's birthday was yesterday.

~Mario Rocco