A reenactment of the moment.
It is typical for students at Gresham High School to work on very intricate projects. However,it is rare to have them working on one as intricate as making a 3D printer. All was going well until a small,itsy-bitsy,teeny-weeny,smaller than you can hold,piece of dark equipment,dropped onto the dark carpet,which hadn’t been cleaned for years and was subsequently next to the door through which the supervising teacher brought his bike through every day,rain or shine.
The distraught student began to scramble to look for it,imagining her project coming to an end right before her very eyes. She screamed at her supervisor to get over there to help her. He quickly came over and scoured the floor,glasses slipping imperceptibly close to the floor as his nose came in contact with the very dirt and mud he had brought in that day.
With neither being able to find the precious piece of equipment,they called in the person of last resort. The woman who hails from the main school building,even though she has been outcast to the bad lands of the 400 block,MaryAnn came to the rescue. She looked all over the floor and in half the time that it took for the other two,she found the elusive piece. “Eureka,I have found it,” said MaryAnn Peterson,reliable tech support extraordinaire,as she found the piece that,without it,would have cause the entire world to end…Or at least the hopes and dreams of one girl who just wants to get a scholarship.
