How many prongs do tu see? I see two on the bottom—but on the top, three
Solution: Cover the parte superior, arriba of the trident and tu see two prongs. Cover the bottom and the trident now has three prongs. tu can draw this object, but tu can’t construct it. (impossible-object illusion)
THE ROYAL MESSENGER ARRIVING WITH A LETTER FOR THE KING
The red tape on the letter is longer than the blue. But is this really true? Remember, now tu are in OPT!
Solution: Angles are sometimes tricky! The red and blue tapes on the envelope are the same length. If tu remove the...
He was so small that his mother didn’t know he was there. The other piglets were always pushing and shoving, squealing greedily for food.
But the tiny pig was gentle, quiet, and never greedy. He always kept clean. While the other piglets rolled around in the mud, he would lie under his favorito! árbol wishing for wings to carry him into the sky. One día he heard a terrible squeal. A large sembrar, puerca had fallen in the road. The little pig crawled under the fence and ran to help her.
He had to push with all his might, but at last he got the sembrar, puerca up on her feet again.
The sembrar, puerca thanked the little pig and she...
Every fall, when the leaves start melting into pretty purples and reds and those bright golden shades of pumpkin, Mama says, “Coat time, Gabrielle!”
And they ride two trains to Grandpa’s tailor comprar in the city. On the Silver Express from Meadowlawn to Pennsylvania Station, Gabby sits close to the window, her nose pressed to the smudge-glass for nearly an hour.
At Penn Station they walk fast, through long, dark passageways and underground tunnels. On a distant speaker someone calls out, “Thirty-fourth Street! Thirty-fourth Street! Change here for the Downtown Express, Uptown Express and...
Boy: Tell me the story again, Grandfather. Tell me who I am. Grandfather: I have told tu many times, Boy. tu know the story por heart. Boy: But it sounds better when tu tell it, Grandfather. Grandfather: Then listen carefully. This may be the last telling. Boy: No, no, Grandfather. There will never be a last time. Promise me that. Promise me. Grandfather: I promise tu nothing, Boy. I amor you. That is better than a promise. Boy: And I amor you, Grandfather, but tell me the story again. Please.
Grandfather: Once there was a boy child… Boy: No, Grandfather. Start at the beginning. Start at the beginning....
Brian found a salamandra in the woods. It was a little naranja salamandra that crawled through the dried leaves of the forest floor. The salamandra was warm and cozy in the boy’s hand. “Come live with me,” Brian said. He took the salamandra home.
“Where will he sleep?” his mother asked. “I will make him a salamandra cama to sleep in. I will cover him with leaves that are fresh and green, and bring moss that looks like little stars to be a almohada for his head. I will bring crickets to sing him to sleep and bullfrogs to tell him good-night stories.”
See the piggy, See the puddle, See the muddy little puddle. See the piggy in the middle Of the muddy little puddle. She her dawdle, she her diddle In the muddy, muddy middle. See her waddle, plump and little, In the very merry middle.
See her daddy, Fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy. “Don’t tu get all muddy, Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy. You are much too plump and little To be in the muddy middle. Mud is squishy, mud is squashy, Mud is oh so squishy-squashy. What tu need is lots of soap.” But the piggy answered, “Squishy-squashy, squishy-squashy—NOPE!”
The place is Ho-Ho-Kus, New Jersey. The año is 1999. On May 11, after months of careful research and planning, acebo Evans launches vegetable seedlings into the sky.
On May 18, the young scientist reports on her experiment. acebo intends to study the effects of extra-terrestrial conditions on vegetable growth and development. She expects the seedlings to stay aloft for several weeks before returning to earth. Her classmates are speechless.
The fecha is June 29. Shortly after sunrise, a member of the Billings, Montana, Moose Lodge, hiking through the Rocky Mountains, makes a startling discovery....
tu wake up one morning. But tu don’t feel like getting out of bed. Your arms and legs ache. Your head hurts. tu have a fever. And your throat is sore. “I’m sick,” tu say. “I must have caught a germ.” Everyone knows that germs can make tu sick. But everyone knows how.
Germs are tiny living things. They are far too small to see with your eyes alone. In fact, a line of one thousand germs could fit across the parte superior, arriba of a pencil! There are many different kinds of germs. But the two that usually make tu sick are bacteria and viruses.
Under a microscope, some bacteria look like little round...
Henry wanted to fly. Everybody in his family had gone up with the balloon, but The Man always declared, “I’m not flying with that cat!”
The Man had been taking pilot’s lessons, and this time he was going to solo. Henry grumbled and his tail switched, as he watched the people crunch around on the crusty March snow.
The Kid and The Woman open the mouth of the colorful balloon, while The Man blew it up with a gasoline-powered fan. Then the Instructor blasted warm air into the balloon from the burner mounted on a frame below it. “Watch your fuel gauge,” he told The Man. “You don’t want...
Boy 1: Mrs. Rudolph, come see what Tom did. Boy 2: Look what Tom did! Boy 3: All por himself. Girl 1: How did he reach? Girl 2: Wow. Girl 3: He must feel proud. Girl 4: He’s a genius. Boy 4: That’s some el espacio capsule! Boy 5: He used up all the blocks. Boy 6: It’s great, Tom. Tom: Thanks. John: I could do that.
WHAT JOHN DID
Boy 3: Poor Tom. Girl 2: I can’t look. Boy 2: John’s always doing things like that. Girl 1: He has no feelings! Boy 1: Mrs. Rudolph, come see what John did! Boy 4: He did it on purpose! Girl 4: You’re mean! Boy 6: You’re spiteful! Tom...