Memoir Draft
If there's one way to spend an evening, it's doing math problems the whole night. Of course, I could have been at an award ceremony in the capital, but since I didn’t win anything, there wasn’t a need for me to go, so instead, I spent my night catching up on some math problems. It wasn’t until my mother got a phone call from the 6th grade science teacher that I realized we probably should have gone to the awards ceremony.
Earlier that day, contestants at the state science fair were allowed to skip school and go to the Convention Center for judging, so I did, along with my science partner. My team, which consisted of me, the above partner, and another acquaintance, started when I found out that they shared my distaste for the most popular choice of science project at the time (water filters), and needed a third member. Our question, or “Statement of the Problem” as our teachers required us to call it, was simple: “How does the surface area of a glacier affect the rate at which it melts?” which basically meant “does a thinner, wider sheet of ice melt faster than a smaller, thicker block of ice?” It was …show more content…
(Personally, I was confused and didn’t understand, still to this day, how we were eligible.) Winning the state science fair was the highest achievement for someone in our grade and we were thrilled and eager to go. Unfortunately, our project manager was unable to sign important documents and therefore, the state did not acknowledge him as part of the team, even though he was a vital part of the team and was the one to fill out the entire science journal. This left me and my other science partner, whom I already worked with the previous year, to go to the state Convention Center. Once we were there, all we had to do was sit in front of a board and answer the questions asked by the judges as articulately as we
If there's one way to spend an evening, it's doing math problems the whole night. Of course, I could have been at an award ceremony in the capital, but since I didn’t win anything, there wasn’t a need for me to go, so instead, I spent my night catching up on some math problems. It wasn’t until my mother got a phone call from the 6th grade science teacher that I realized we probably should have gone to the awards ceremony.
Earlier that day, contestants at the state science fair were allowed to skip school and go to the Convention Center for judging, so I did, along with my science partner. My team, which consisted of me, the above partner, and another acquaintance, started when I found out that they shared my distaste for the most popular choice of science project at the time (water filters), and needed a third member. Our question, or “Statement of the Problem” as our teachers required us to call it, was simple: “How does the surface area of a glacier affect the rate at which it melts?” which basically meant “does a thinner, wider sheet of ice melt faster than a smaller, thicker block of ice?” It was …show more content…
(Personally, I was confused and didn’t understand, still to this day, how we were eligible.) Winning the state science fair was the highest achievement for someone in our grade and we were thrilled and eager to go. Unfortunately, our project manager was unable to sign important documents and therefore, the state did not acknowledge him as part of the team, even though he was a vital part of the team and was the one to fill out the entire science journal. This left me and my other science partner, whom I already worked with the previous year, to go to the state Convention Center. Once we were there, all we had to do was sit in front of a board and answer the questions asked by the judges as articulately as we