Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood
Once upon a time in a tiny village at the edge of a large forest, there lived a pretty little girl with a red photon reflecting cloak. Her name was Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood. One day when Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood was finding the elevation of dandelions in comparison to the treetops again, her mother brought her a basket of food with a green and blue photon reflecting cloth on it.
“Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood! Would you please bring this basket of food to your Grandma Brugge?”
“Oh, yes, mother!”
“First, promise me that you will go straight to Grandma's house.”
“I promise mother. I won't go off the path.”
Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood's mother handed her the basket. “Good, now off you go.”
Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood turned to look down the path that led deep into the forest. Now, she thought, Grandma Brugge lives about 541 meters away, and I walk about 1.4 m/s. By using the speed=distance/time formula, my equation would be Time=541/1.4. That means it will take me 386 seconds, or 6.4 minutes, to get to Grandma's house. Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood stepped into the forest.
Right as Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood stepped out of sight, she heard a snap of a compound first-class lever.
“Ouch, my mouth!” The wolf snapped his jaw back in place and smiled the most charming smile he could muster to Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood. “Hello there. What might your name be?”
“My name is Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood, because my cloak absorbs every single color except red. I'm going to my Grandma Brugge's house. She's not feeling so well so I'm bringing her food.”
“I see. Where does your Grandma live?”
“She lives about 539meters away. The path that leads up to her house is an inclined plane.” There was only one path so the wolf guessed that that was the inclined plane Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood was talking about.
“Well, how would you like to play a game? You have to play it by yourself, but it is a whole lot of fun!” He handed Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood two copper washers, with two different weights. “Now you climb up a tree and drop the two washers at the same time and see which one hits the ground first!”
Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood put her basket down and gleefully started to climb up a tree. The wolf ran straight up the inclined plane, and sure enough, there was Grandma Brugge's cottage. He threw the second-class lever open, swallowed poor Grandma Brugge, and then dressed up like Grandma, so he could also eat Little Red.
After Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood played the washer game a few times, she picked up her basket and started to walk to Grandma's house again. Two minutes, or 120 seconds later, Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood ran into another little girl.
“Hi Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood,” the golden haired girl smiled.
“Hi Goldilocks! What are you doing here?”
“Oh I was just at another house, and let me tell you, they have pretty disproportionate things there. I mean, the only swell thing was the porridge that was boiled at 94 degrees Celsius. Well I have to walk 1.8 m/s to get home before my mother does, so I'll talk to you later!”
Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood saw Grandma Brugge's house , so she skipped up to the second-class lever, and knocked calling to her Grandma. “Grandma Brugge, Grandma Brugge! It's me, Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood! Can I come in?”
There was a grunt from within, so Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood walked inside. She sneaked into her Grandma's room with the basket.
“Hello Grandma Brugge! I brought you some food.”
“Why thank you, my dear! That is very thoughtful. Come closer so I can see you better.”
“Why, Grandma! You have some major ears and eyes!”
The wolf smiled.
“Whoa! What massive teeth you have too!”
The wolf jumped out of the bed. “All the better to eat you with!”
Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood was startled by this transformation, but quickly used her basket as a third-class lever to hit the wolf with. He fell unconscious. Little Red saw her Grandma in the belly of the wolf and called for help. A man with glasses walked into the house with a giant red axe. Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood noticed a large tattoo on his arm. It said Y=MX+B. He looked at the little girl. “Don't worry. My trusty third-class lever has never failed me. I can cut open anything. Just ask some the survivors of my science class.” As the man cut open the wolf, Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood thought, oh, the elbow is the fulcrum, his muscles contracting are the effort, and the resistance is the wolf's belly!
Well, they got Grandma Brugge out of the wolf's belly, and she was fit as a fiddle; just a little disgusted. As Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood boiled some water for hot chocolate at 94 degrees Celsius, the man with the axe strangely disappeared. Grandma Brugge and Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood had a peaceful visit together after, except now Little Red Photon Reflecting Hood wants a tattoo just the crazy axe man.
The End
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