zoe's math skills would make euler jealous (quantumkid) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2011-10-26 12:44:00 |
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Zoe wanted to go outside to play. Sure, she knew that there were plenty of places to explore in the Sanctuary. She also knew that it wasn't nearly as warm outside as the bright sunshine shining through the windows made it seem. However she liked it a little on the chilly side and, after spending nearly two whole weeks cooped up in the Sanctuary because of the dangerous things that had been in the city, she wanted fresh air and open spaces. The problem was, there wasn't anybody in the Sanctuary that could drop what they were doing to go outside with her. Everybody was always busy doing something, especially during the nicest part of the day. But Zoe was hardly going to let that deter her from what she wanted to do. After all, the Sanctuary was safe and she was sure, if she left a note telling them that she was just going to be in the yard, it would be fine.
So after writing just such a note and tacking it to the refrigerator - not realizing that it was almost immediately lost in the sea of other papers containing various math equations that she'd also tacked on there - the four-year-old pulled on her jacket, stuffed her PDA into her pocket, gathered up her notebook and a few crayons, and made her way outside to enjoy the fresh air. Unfortunately, once outside, she couldn't quite find a nice enough place to sit down to draw. She tried under a few trees but the crunchy leaves kept sticking to her clothes. So she tried sitting on the grass but it still a little damp from the morning dew. Finally though, after wandering from spot to spot across the Sanctuary's yard, she managed to find a little path that she was sure would lead her some place that was just as nice as she was imagining.
The trip didn't take very long. Sure, it was through a small area of woods and past what she didn't realize was a part of the Sanctuary's perimeter that was currently down for repairs, but Zoe was happily skipping along her merry way the entire trip and wholly unaware that she was no longer on the grounds of the place she called home but was instead making her way steadily to the city's largest park on the other side of the woods. In fact, even when said park came into view, that fact didn't really register for her. Because by then she was much too busy staring with childlike delight at the large pond just a little ways off and all of the picnic tables that were gathered in a cluster nearby.
Knowing she'd found the perfect place to enjoy the weather while working on a new equation she was creating, the four-year-old made a beeline for the area. Climbing up onto one of the tables, she laid down on her stomach with her pad of paper in front of her, pulled a crayon out of her pocket, and kicked her feet up into the air behind her. As she began scribbling out the basics for the equation that had occurred to her this morning, she started to softly sing a song.
"A over B times C over D equals A times C over B times D! Oh, A over B times C over D equals A times C over B times D! And that's the algorithm for the product of fraaaaactions!"