This is for my physics project and we have to try to decrease the egg’s momentum by using certain materials. However we can’t use packing peanuts, paper or plastic type grass, glass, metal, or gases lighter than air, and no adhesive type materials or food products.
Ok, very traumatic. I was riding down my neighborhood side walk when i made a sharp turn and fell of my tricycle. i cheated death. Who knows, the lawn i fell onto could have been crab grass. Man, i have some expert survival skills. What should i do?
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Tagged crab, crab grass, death, grass, hospital, lawn, neighborhood, sharp turn, side, survival skills, tricycle, turn, walk
One day when me and my sis were driving to school we saw a turtle in the middle of the road, so we picked it up. Our dad took it to a pet store and they said that it was a very old, fat woods turtle that lacked survival skills. We put it in an big plastic storage box with grass on the bottom that we change every 2 days, we feed it mostly beans which it always eats and an assortment of fruits and veggies. It seems to be a little depressed and it always buries under the grass we put in its box. also it has the words “DAN 5/20″ – the date we found it, written on its seemingly eroding shell in nail polish. Is it better to just leave it on or to get if off with nail polish remover. I try to put vitashell on its shell because it looks pretty bad. Help please!
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Tagged assortment, box, care, dad, DAN, Day, fruits, grass, middle, nail, nail polish remover, pet store, plastic storage, polish, road, shell, storage box, survival skills, turtle
When it’s dark outside I can still see things, I’m not sure what it is, but I can see them outside. They never get close to me, and I never want to go see what it is. I know it’s there. I fell asleep and could see a picture in my head, I was running through a field of tall grass. I could see the sky above me. A feild is a good place to find mice. I was running, and i wasn’t thinking of mice, and i wasn’t thinking of girls. I was thinking of me and how wonderful it felt to be running through this feild. I didn’t think of dogs, or crossing the street, or my food bowl. All I could think of was being loosed in the feild, running and jumping. I couldn’t see those things in the dark anymore. I don’t want to eat any mice today.
