I find myself in an act of someone carefully observing me for sometime and whispering to someone else secretly. I open my eyes for an instant and hear small children standing next to my bed. I hear some translation between the children and someone else. The children are expressing good wishes for the time to come in a language I do not understand. So I decide to say exactly what they say not knowing what they are saying or what I am saying. There is a laugh here and a giggle there but I am awake now and I can feel my legs moving. Happy New Year. 
To find the right school needs a deep study and thought for expressing profound truths in a simple language. It is a display of science to amuse and to enjoy the ability to influence the audience and to arouse the masses from a deep slumber of chronic ignorance. The experiments are of a simple method but the effects are of an artistic genre in which realistic narrative and naturalistic techniques are combined with surreal elements of dream or fantasy, with colours and techno lighting, sound and scenery. Beautiful and delightful in a way that seems removed from everyday life. The occasion is a festivity as with fireworks to mark the senses that stem from a notion of ‘opening out’, giving rise to the sense ‘development’ of natural sciences. A fun fare ride in a process which is based on presently valid scientific methods. Much like the parents day for families to gather once a year at the the STTC Demonstration School. Remain in existence or operation for the discussions continue throughout the year.
Happy New Year
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