By the end of our Science lesson today, both boys were rolling around on the ground, clutching at their eyes, and begging me to “stop, for pity’s sake…just stop!”
It started out benignly enough, but we soon ran into this in the textbook. Read the first line:
The eye may look solid, but it really is not? What?! The boys were beginning to become alarmed.
Now go back and read the rest. I’ll wait for you….
Eeewww. Did you get that? “…a tough material that holds the eye in the shape of a ball.”
So, what happens if we accidentally rip open our scleras? Will our eyes ooze out of our heads? I mean, we just learned that eyes aren’t solid, so logically…our eyes would ooze out of our heads! So gross!
It got worse. Next was this:
This was when Boy10 started to go limp with horror. “The pupil is a hole in our eyes? There are holes in our eyes?” By the time he was done asking, his voice was a high-pitched squeak. He was squinting at me when he asked, afraid to open his eyes all the way lest something fall into the hole in them.
And then there was the culmination of gruesomeness with this line:
The light travels through a clear jellylike substance?
That’s just so gross, I have to type it again—the light travels through a clear jellylike substance.
So, if your sclera breaks, on your non-solid eye, it really will ooze out down your face. Oh disgusting!
Darling Husband had off work again today. He came into the room just when I was telling Boy10 he could either work on his science homework or read his book.
Darling Husband’s ears perked up and he said, “He wants to do his science. I”ll help him.”
“It’s just a workbook page about eyeballs.”
“That’s fine!” And off they went.
The next thing I know, Darling Husband has created science experiments, delivered a compelling lecture and is holding a question/answer session in the kitchen. There were homemade volcanos erupting and chemicals bubbling on the stove.
He does this every time.
See, Darling Husband’s master’s degree isn’t simply in “science.” It’s in science, with an emphasis on teaching science. And he teaches science part time at a college.
Did you catch that? There’s a college professor living in my house with a master’s degree in teaching science.
I have no idea why I’m still the one teaching these kids science.
Picture of the day:
There was a pretty sunset when I was driving home from grocery shopping. I pulled onto the side of the road for a picture.