“OK, we begin with falls. If you are to learn martial arts, you must learn to fall down without getting hurt, yes?” Ell carefully positioned herself on the other side of the group from Amy to maintain the fiction that they didn’t know each other. It was very helpful to the security team for both of them to attend the same class so the team didn’t have to cover each of them at different times. However, she didn’t want it to appear that they had any relationship besides their assignment to the same class.
***
Watching Ell wolf down lasagna, Amy wished she could eat like that. She said, “Ell, before we talk about your research, Janey has a question she would like to ask?”
Ell said, “Sure,” and put another forkful of lasagna in her mouth. She turned questioning eyes on Janey, who’d been sitting patiently on the couch.
Janey kicked her legs, “Mom! You ask her.”
Ell looked at Amy but Amy was focused on her daughter. “Janey, you’ve got to learn to ask politely for the things you want. You can’t always have me ask for you.”
Janey kicked her feet back and forth a moment longer, then said, “Ms. Donsaii? Would you come to my class for show and tell?”
Ell grinned crookedly. “You want me to be your show and tell?”
Janey nodded emphatically.
“Sure. But remember, at work, and in your classroom, I’m Ell Donsaii. Here at the apartment, and any time you see me in my brown wig I’m not Ell Donsaii. Who am I then?”
“Raquel Blandon.”
“OK, and when I come to your class, you won’t say anything about me, as Ell Donsaii, living close to you, correct?”
“Yes, Ms. Blandon.”
Ell grinned at her. “Just in case you might forget, we’ll talk about it again just before I come to your classroom, OK?”
“OK!” an excited Janey exclaimed.
Amy said, “OK, Janey. Now you need to wait until Ell and I are done talking. After that I’ll take you home.”
Amy and Ell discussed how to arrange the date and time for her show and tell. Finally Amy said. “I think you may be excited when you look at your new experiment. Looking in the microscope I think I might be seeing a teensy, tiny bit of blue where the ‘port’ is supposed to be.”
Ell’s eyes widened and she leapt up from the table to run into her “office.” She looked like a little girl who’d just been told she could open a Christmas present in the other room. Feeling like a mother chastising her child Amy called after her, “You didn’t finish your beans!”
Ell excitedly stared at the screen of the microscope which was focused where she’d calculated the other end of the port she thought she was creating should be. The primary or near portal was supposed to be centered in a pressurized chamber full of methylene blue. The secondary or far portal was supposed to be centered in the drop of water beneath the microscope. If she had really created a portal from one location to the other using the 5th dimension predicted by her math, and the portal was large enough to pass methylene blue molecules with their molecular weight of 320, she should be seeing some bluish discoloration as the blue leaked through the portal into the drop of water.
Amy stepped into the room. “What do you think?”
Excitedly Ell said, “I think I see a little bit of blue too. Could it be diffusing away from the port into the drop and turning the whole drop faintly blue?” She leaned to the side, “Do you think the light leaking out of the sides of the drop looks a little blue?”
Amy looked dubiously at the light leaking out of the side of the drop under the microscope, “Maybe? I don’t remember what it looked like when we started.”
Ell said, “Allan, bring up an image of the microscope when we set it up. Put it on the big screen next to a current image.” A moment later side by side images of the microscope yesterday and that evening appeared on the wall screen. The two women looked at it, “What do you think?”
Amy
***
Watching Ell wolf down lasagna, Amy wished she could eat like that. She said, “Ell, before we talk about your research, Janey has a question she would like to ask?”
Ell said, “Sure,” and put another forkful of lasagna in her mouth. She turned questioning eyes on Janey, who’d been sitting patiently on the couch.
Janey kicked her legs, “Mom! You ask her.”
Ell looked at Amy but Amy was focused on her daughter. “Janey, you’ve got to learn to ask politely for the things you want. You can’t always have me ask for you.”
Janey kicked her feet back and forth a moment longer, then said, “Ms. Donsaii? Would you come to my class for show and tell?”
Ell grinned crookedly. “You want me to be your show and tell?”
Janey nodded emphatically.
“Sure. But remember, at work, and in your classroom, I’m Ell Donsaii. Here at the apartment, and any time you see me in my brown wig I’m not Ell Donsaii. Who am I then?”
“Raquel Blandon.”
“OK, and when I come to your class, you won’t say anything about me, as Ell Donsaii, living close to you, correct?”
“Yes, Ms. Blandon.”
Ell grinned at her. “Just in case you might forget, we’ll talk about it again just before I come to your classroom, OK?”
“OK!” an excited Janey exclaimed.
Amy said, “OK, Janey. Now you need to wait until Ell and I are done talking. After that I’ll take you home.”
Amy and Ell discussed how to arrange the date and time for her show and tell. Finally Amy said. “I think you may be excited when you look at your new experiment. Looking in the microscope I think I might be seeing a teensy, tiny bit of blue where the ‘port’ is supposed to be.”
Ell’s eyes widened and she leapt up from the table to run into her “office.” She looked like a little girl who’d just been told she could open a Christmas present in the other room. Feeling like a mother chastising her child Amy called after her, “You didn’t finish your beans!”
Ell excitedly stared at the screen of the microscope which was focused where she’d calculated the other end of the port she thought she was creating should be. The primary or near portal was supposed to be centered in a pressurized chamber full of methylene blue. The secondary or far portal was supposed to be centered in the drop of water beneath the microscope. If she had really created a portal from one location to the other using the 5th dimension predicted by her math, and the portal was large enough to pass methylene blue molecules with their molecular weight of 320, she should be seeing some bluish discoloration as the blue leaked through the portal into the drop of water.
Amy stepped into the room. “What do you think?”
Excitedly Ell said, “I think I see a little bit of blue too. Could it be diffusing away from the port into the drop and turning the whole drop faintly blue?” She leaned to the side, “Do you think the light leaking out of the sides of the drop looks a little blue?”
Amy looked dubiously at the light leaking out of the side of the drop under the microscope, “Maybe? I don’t remember what it looked like when we started.”
Ell said, “Allan, bring up an image of the microscope when we set it up. Put it on the big screen next to a current image.” A moment later side by side images of the microscope yesterday and that evening appeared on the wall screen. The two women looked at it, “What do you think?”
Amy
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