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The Week Science Takes Over | Aliterate

The Week Science Takes Over | Aliterate



It was 12:02, the biggest event of the year was about to commence: the Science Fair! Yesterday, I had set up my poster and my props for my topic of Cardiac Arrests, and I was now waiting anxiously for my science fair partner, Troy, to come. As soon as he arrived, the judges came over and started criticizing our project. They had asked so many questions that our mouths were overly exhausted from talking. The size of the crowd last year was triple the size of the crowd this year. The whole fair was pretty boring after the judges finished asking questions since we waited 3 hours for the judges to "judge". The whole competition was rigged so of course, we didn't even place. Anyways, Troy and I didn't care since we were only doing it for the 4 extra credit points in our science class.

Besides the science fair, my science teacher had loaded us all with a brick ton of homework. Throughout the whole week, I had to do one very long project and one mediocre lab. I know that this post may be a little short, but I have to go and finish my science homework. 

Before I sign off, I have to ask you one thing: How do you determine the gender of a chromosome? Pull down its genes. Common sense, am I right?

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