300 tennis balls #7
Chapter six
There was a yard sale. I bought a microscope for twenty-five cents. I was hoping to see quite a few protozoan bodies and some amoebaean creatures. I wanted to dip my new scientific instrument into ponds and streams and just lurk there for hours seeing what kind of life little people have. I thought of the possibilities. Even if it was just a bunch of microscopic germs mowing their lawn it would be cool. Unfortunately, the excitement was premature and disappointment was all I found. To be honest though, it wasn’t anything I didn’t expect. When I looked at my first specimen and only saw tennis balls it wasn’t a surprise at all.
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