Elizabeth Schlecht Lesson 1 Assignment 3
More than a Husk
Have you ever looked really closely at something? Think about the saying don’t judge a book by its cover. Well don’t judge a cob of corn by its husk, or at least not only it’s husk.
As I hold this cylindrical cob of corn and observe it, I am surprised at all I didn’t notice about it. The green and brown husk has a dry velvety texture. It is indented with long stripes less than eighth of an inch deep and wide. Its smell is hard to describe. It’s a combination of moist dirt and a sweet sugary liquid that is unlike any other I have ever smelt. The tassels on the top are the color of brown hair. It’s curliness can only be described as the underarm hair of a man. The stalk at …show more content…
It tastes like water that has been contaminated with something. The husk is a lighter green than the previous husk. It smells fresher than that of the first layer that I peeled away. Although that is true, the corn cob still emanates the same sweet dirt aroma I previously inhaled.
As I tear the husk it sounds like I’m ripping a piece of paper in two. The only difference is unlike the sharp sound that paper makes as it tears this sound is some what dull.
As I continually tear the husk away like soft wet leave I notice the color becoming lighter, closer to a yellow-green. The thickness thinner, only a sixteenth of an inch. There are also more of the hairy string I saw on the exterior. There is some diversity, these structures have a waxy texture and are yellow-green in …show more content…
I carefully make an incision and a pasty white fluid oozes out. I put it to my lips and I an acrid paste that I regret ingesting touches my lips. It has the texture and consistency of honey. I would define it as a liquid dirt mixed with the sweet liquid I formerly tasted on the husk.
I open the yellow membrane until all the liquid is out and I find a small white irregularly shaped ball. At first it felt hard. Then I pushed my nail into it and it breaks apart without any effort.
After thoroughly inspecting the kernels, I move to the spot where I plucked the kernels. What is left behind I a white sponge. As I move my hand across it I hear a sound that reminds me of the crinkling of plastic. It is solid, but the soft texture of the layer of sponge makes me think otherwise. I cut into the sponge and through the core until it is in half. It is white in the inside as well.
As I have looked past the husk and inspected each texture, smell, and taste, I have decided I have a lot to learn. In general I learned a lot more than anticipated. A cob of corn is not only the kernels of corn and the husk, but it is layers and layers of different textures, tastes, substances, and materials. I guess I will never judge a book by its
More than a Husk
Have you ever looked really closely at something? Think about the saying don’t judge a book by its cover. Well don’t judge a cob of corn by its husk, or at least not only it’s husk.
As I hold this cylindrical cob of corn and observe it, I am surprised at all I didn’t notice about it. The green and brown husk has a dry velvety texture. It is indented with long stripes less than eighth of an inch deep and wide. Its smell is hard to describe. It’s a combination of moist dirt and a sweet sugary liquid that is unlike any other I have ever smelt. The tassels on the top are the color of brown hair. It’s curliness can only be described as the underarm hair of a man. The stalk at …show more content…
It tastes like water that has been contaminated with something. The husk is a lighter green than the previous husk. It smells fresher than that of the first layer that I peeled away. Although that is true, the corn cob still emanates the same sweet dirt aroma I previously inhaled.
As I tear the husk it sounds like I’m ripping a piece of paper in two. The only difference is unlike the sharp sound that paper makes as it tears this sound is some what dull.
As I continually tear the husk away like soft wet leave I notice the color becoming lighter, closer to a yellow-green. The thickness thinner, only a sixteenth of an inch. There are also more of the hairy string I saw on the exterior. There is some diversity, these structures have a waxy texture and are yellow-green in …show more content…
I carefully make an incision and a pasty white fluid oozes out. I put it to my lips and I an acrid paste that I regret ingesting touches my lips. It has the texture and consistency of honey. I would define it as a liquid dirt mixed with the sweet liquid I formerly tasted on the husk.
I open the yellow membrane until all the liquid is out and I find a small white irregularly shaped ball. At first it felt hard. Then I pushed my nail into it and it breaks apart without any effort.
After thoroughly inspecting the kernels, I move to the spot where I plucked the kernels. What is left behind I a white sponge. As I move my hand across it I hear a sound that reminds me of the crinkling of plastic. It is solid, but the soft texture of the layer of sponge makes me think otherwise. I cut into the sponge and through the core until it is in half. It is white in the inside as well.
As I have looked past the husk and inspected each texture, smell, and taste, I have decided I have a lot to learn. In general I learned a lot more than anticipated. A cob of corn is not only the kernels of corn and the husk, but it is layers and layers of different textures, tastes, substances, and materials. I guess I will never judge a book by its