At
exactly 12:25 I excused myself from class. I did a quick costume change into
fancy clothes for the Montgomery County Science Research Competition and headed
out to the vans. As we filed into the van, all I could think about was the
forty minute ride to Ursinus Collage. As I entered the building, a nervous
energy hit me like a piercing wind. This was the moment that I had been
preparing for. All
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Margaret's 8th grade science class helped prepare her for MCSRC. |
my hours spent on Science Fair might actually mean something
after today. But with that being said, the only way I could have an outcome
from my work is if I play my cards right until the very end. This meant staying
calm and following the directions I was given.
As I made
my way past various projects, I began to feel uneasy and found myself doubting
whether I even have a chance looking at all of the other boards. But as I make
it to my station I begin to feel more at ease, the pictures and graphs gave me
a calming sense of familiarity in this crazy place full of bustling students.
Then, when I was done with the finishing touches I started to observe the
people around me. On my right, there was a girl who did a fascinating project on
the durability of nail polish. To my left, there was a boy who seemed to be in
deep conversation with his left-hand neighbor. So with four hours to go and not
much to do, I struck up a conversation with the girl to my right.
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Students' various projects on display inside Ursinus College's Floy Lewis Field House. |
It
wasn’t long before that judges began to wander around listening to everyone’s
projects. When they finally made it to me, I stood up and shook all their hands,
told them my name, then started on my monologue about my project. My experiment
was in the category of chemistry. The purpose was to determine what brand of
yeast and what type of sweetener affected the rising of dough the most. This
speech went on for about three to five minutes and then questions ensued. The
questions asked ranged from the chemical make up of honey to which bread tasted
the best. The judging was done quite strategically. There were two groups of
three judges who I believe talked to every chemistry project in my row. Then if
they liked your project, there were more judges who came around and talked to
you about your project. I received interest from one group of judges and two
judges who were working alone. As the judges were finishing up they handed out
pamphlets with everyone’s name, school, project number, and information about where
to see the results from judging. Then we cleaned up, grabbed all of our project
pieces, and headed home. Well, not quite.
That
evening the entire 8th grade had an introductory meeting to attend for our
transition to the Upper School. My mom picked me up from Ursinus, which I was
quite thankful for. We went home where I
had another quick costume change, ate a little dinner, and then headed back to
GA. When I arrived, I found my friends and we all piled into our seats as the
meeting began. Despite my tired state, the presentation by various members of
the Upper School community made me quite excited about my journey ahead.
Learning about all the classes, clubs, and activities I could participate in
made me want to leave the 8th grade immediately. But apparently,
that is against the rules so I’ll have to finish this year. As the meeting came
to a close, I found myself using my friend’s shoulder as a nice place to rest.
Soon everyone had all filed out of the Honickman Auditorium and headed to their
cars. As we walked to the car, I couldn’t help but talk my mothers ear off with
things I wanted to do in Upper School but as soon as we made it home I was definitely
ready to sleep after a long day.
~
Margaret H. ‘19
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Margaret will move from the Alter Middle School (l) to the McNeil Upper School (r) with her classmates in September. |