Do you recall your first taste of victory? For me, it was when I secured second place in the sixth-grade science fair. However, since all participants received a ribbon for first, second, or third place, the moment didn’t feel particularly monumental.
My project revolved around static electricity. This topic was entirely my own choice, though I can’t quite pinpoint why. Perhaps it was due to a captivating image I’d seen in a magazine, possibly Ranger Rick or Dynamite, showcasing a Van de Graaff generator—an intriguing device that creates an electric charge, making your hair stand on end when you touch it. I thought it would be an impressive centerpiece for my project. The challenge was acquiring such a device.
Enter my brilliant grandfather, a man with an extraordinary knack for creating and repairing anything. After I showed him the magazine picture, he eagerly accepted the challenge. A few weeks later, he arrived at our house with a remarkable miniature replica of the generator, almost identical to the original but with one significant difference.
“Why doesn’t it work?” I inquired, eagerly turning the small hand crank on the side, anticipating a hair-raising experience.
While my grandfather might have been a bit offended by my reaction, it was truly a reflection of my unwavering faith in his abilities. I genuinely believed that by merely presenting him with a picture, he could construct an electrostatic generator. To me, he was nothing short of a genius. Yet, with a science fair to win, I was hoping for a bit more excitement.
For reasons I can’t quite understand, I decided against including the replica generator in my presentation, rendering my science fair contribution rather lackluster. I adorned my designated display table with a sign I had spray-painted silver, boldly proclaiming “STATIC ELECTRICITY!!” and framed by lightning bolts. I also provided a basket filled with inflated balloons and various fabrics, inviting the judges to rub them together and experience the static shocks themselves. The real surprise of the day? I managed to snag a second-place ribbon despite it all.
You might be thinking that I got exactly what I deserved for relying on my grandfather’s work. That lesson has stuck with me over the years. Interestingly, two of the first-place winners that day showcased projects that were undeniably advantageous: one was a boy who presented on “surgical staples” and had his father, a surgeon, in scrubs demonstrating a video of the process behind him; the other was a boy who decided to display “video games” by simply setting up his Atari console. Talk about an easy crowd-pleaser.
Another takeaway? Life often isn’t fair, and we all navigate it as best we can, sometimes leaning on others for help.
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In summary, my childhood experience at the science fair taught me that while effort and originality are vital, sometimes external factors and the support of others can significantly influence outcomes.
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