Blast from the Past

The dark brown wooden barn has a large window door. There is an entrance fee to participate in the maze on the wall behind the barn. To my surprise, it is a maze. I was fascinated by the idea of ​​a life-size maze. The only maze I saw before was a video game like TV or Pac-Man. I went to the glass window to greet a happy old man. A shelf is hanging under the window. There are 5 to 7 pots sitting on the shelf. Marble, ball, bracelet and toy worm are just a few of the few items to put in the bowl.

A few days ago my past caught up with me. This is not an old bone that crawls out of the closet. This is a real explosion of the past; a welcome visit by a long forgotten friend. In fact, this is not a friend, but a mentor. His deal is a teacher, and obviously Tarot is his trading tool. Recently I found a note from this teacher. This memo dates back to my high school days around 1989. This memo comes directly from intuitive feedback; I answered the final exam papers written for his course. Do not forget to write this article, but I remember vaguely to get his reply. When I think of 17 years old, I looked at it, I looked at it, "There are some valuable things in these words ... I think that it is necessary to understand and apply things" I will. To be honest, I think that I can not understand the information he conveyed at that time.

Since I have packed this weekend, this means that the time has come to reproduce the "past explosions". This is a story told through the carbon atoms of the carbon cycle. This story comes from my "Atomic Unit" report manual. Last week, I shared the story "Elemental Talk Show" with the same booklet. Just tonight, I noticed that I wrote the date on the back of the booklet. I wrote this booklet in 1994. I became a 4th grader or a 5th grader when I was 10 years old. My life is easy to start in the air. I am fortunate enough to be in a molecule with two very good oxygen atoms. I'm just floating in the air, I am very pleased that there are enough electronics. Maybe I should introduce myself. I am a typical carbon atom with 6 electrons. I am in the carbon dioxide molecule, just drifting. I waved to my friends, oxygen, molecules of two oxygen atoms (oxygen was found to be the best atom), and nitrogen, molecules of two nitrogen atoms. All of us are our gas form

I also "exploded" from the past. Don Bone, the principal of my elementary school, is the most patriotic person I know. He said not only respect the national flag but also respect the people who fought for us under the national flag. In order to correctly handle the American flag, the annual general meeting is also held in the boiler room.