Where’s the Hypothesis, Science Guy?

2017 May 2

tornado and little girl near the house ( photo,3D and hand-drawing elements combined)

I have to admit, my kids didn’t watch Bill Nye, the Science Guy, because–well, we had no interest in science. Every year, kindergarten to sixth grade, we went into full panic mode in our home over science fairs. In kindergarten, I forgot (or I contend Corey didn’t tell me that he had a project due the next day). How do you do a science fair project in one day? You do it the Fay Lamb way. You create a hypothesis about the spinning colors on a colored wheel that you’ve stolen from some other clueless science-fair parent. The hypothesis, which I can’t remember, was ridiculous, but it had to be either disproved or proven. Corey had his supplies, that I, in true Frankie Heck style hunted down, probably in PJs with a hole in the robe. I stumbled around town in grocery stores and craft stores and found a cardboard cut into a circle, the last three-sided board in town (because, hey, the science fair was the next day. They were all bought out) and in my best win ever, I recalled the five primary colors and managed to buy them. I can’t remember if I thought to purchase the paint brushes or if we found one in an old paint-by-number set, or if we smeared the paint on with our hands.  The one thing I do recall, the kid placed and had his fifteen minutes of fame as a scientific genius. (Thank you, Mom). He placed the next year when we did a pyramid and disproved that there is nothing about the shape of a three dimension pyramid that helps to grow anything. We got that one from his grandmother who was very into Unitarianism at the time. I didn’t care. The kid didn’t know what it was. I needed an experiment.

For the life of me, I can’t remember any of Ethan’s projects probably because getting Ethan to do any project was as exercise in how to raise your kid through his early schooling without killing him. I earned my points in that regard when, at the threat of failing his senior year because of geometry (a class I was smart enough to avoid), I scared him into passing the class and graduating. Psychological warfare is how I remember it. (Again, thank you, Mom)
Anyway, I suspect that my scientific teaching through the elementary years–me who has not one ounce of interest in anything scientific except gravity–especially as I get older and as Jimmy Buffett says about Gravity Rules and age, ‘It all falls down, falls down, falls down …” is a lot stronger than anything BIll Nye ever taught children. Jimmy Buffett should teach science.
I know three things about global weather change:
1) Weather does change. It’s cold for a period. It’s hot for a period. Storms are stronger during certain named periods and lesser through others.
2) I love hurricanes. I love a great storm: high winds–I leave my window cracked not because I believe in the old falsehood that it keeps your house from exploding, but because I love that wonderful moan that it creates. I find comfort in it. I like bending and circling trees, falling hail, wind gusts that can knock you down. From this, I know one other thing: I’m weird, but am I weirder than people who continue to live in tornado zones or you wacky folks who gamble that a fault won’t open up and take out California, Oregon, and Washington where most of the global alarmist live? Flee I tell you. Flee. Come to Florida. You have a head start on a hurricane–if you want to leave.
3) All kidding aside. The world isn’t going to end one minute before God’s planned demise. He tells us no man knows the time. Global warming, like aliens (but not Big Foot, because I believe in Big Foot, and not the alien theory of Big Foot), is a preparation for the world to think that the world’s destruction is man made and not God designed. That way, when the end does come, many people will be deceived.
Bill Nye the Science Guy among them. In reading a recent article on Bill Nye’s real credentials, I developed a hypothesis: Did Mr. Nye ever have to do an elementary school science fair project? 
My proven hypothesis of Bill Nye is that he is pseudo-scientist who is trying to stand out in the world of science when he, apparently, never had to do an elementary school science fair exhibit in his life.

Fay Lamb writes emotionally charged stories that remind the reader that God is always in the details. Three of the four books in the Amazing Grace romantic suspense series, are available: Stalking Willow, Better than Revenge, and Everybody’s Broken. Hope is the third book in The Ties that Bind Series, which also includes Charisse and Libby. Fay’s adventurous spirit has also taken her into the realm of non-fiction with The Art of Characterization: How to Use the Elements of Storytelling to Connect Readers to an Unforgettable Cast.

Future releases from Fay will be: Frozen Notes, Book 4 of the Amazing Grace series, and Delilah, Book 4 from The Ties that Bind.

Art of Characterization Cover FINAL FRONT (2)Fay loves to meet readers, and you can find her on her personal Facebook page, her Facebook Author page, and at The Tactical Editor on Facebook and on Goodreads. She’s also active on Twitter. Then there are her blogs: On the Ledge, Inner Source, and the Tactical Editor.

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