Memoirs of a Hayseed Physicist by Peter Martel

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Part 25:
My First University:
With a summer’s salary in my bank account, I was able to quit working as a salesman on weekends. This allowed me to concentrate on my studies, including physics and chemistry, both of which I aced. At the end of my sophomore year I was awarded a scholarship that took care of my tuition. I was now on an irrevocable pathway to a life of science.

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With permission of the author. This is an on going story one paragraph at a time beginning on the post of July 6th. We will get back to our music and art after this little break.

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A story of wise old man and a cat & Yaşlı bilge bir adam ve bir kedinin hikayesi…

YA BAKİ ENTEL BAKİ

“A wise old man was sitting at the river bank when he saw a cat that had fallen into the water, flailing around, trying to save itself from drowning.

The man decided to save the cat. He stretched his hand out but was scratched by the cat. He pulled his hand back in pain. However, a minute later he stretched his hand out again to save the cat, but it scratched him again, and again he pulled his hand back in pain.

Another minute later he was yet again trying for the third time!!

A man, who was nearby watching what was happening, yelled out:

“O wise man, you have not learned your lesson the first time, nor the second time, and now you are trying to save the cat a third time?”

The wise man paid no heed to that man’s scolding, and kept on trying until he managed…

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