1973 School Magazine

WHY STR.AIGHT L{NES,AR.E ffi'IPOR'T',AhTT (with apologies to Pythagoras and the R.'S.F.C.A.) Mitrlions of years ago before geometry had ever been thought of, there lived in a cave near a swamp a caveman called William. Now William was like any other ordinary caveman. F{e lived a typical caveman's existence with his beautiful, six foot three cave woman wife and his twenty-five cave children. He spent most of his time killing mammoths and dinosaurs helped by his fifteen sons. They didn't use the conventional spear method to kill the animals because spears hadn't been invented then, but instead they rolled boulders on the poor things. Now one day William and hls fifteen sons were out hunting mammoths. They were all rolling boulders off a cliff on top of a mammoth they had found when William, who was a little short sighted rolled a boulder slightly off course and squashed four of his sons flat.

"This is a spear," William said, "Go and see if you can kill a dinosaur with it." Obediently his son went out and threw the spear at a passing dinosaur. Unfortunately the curvature of the spear made it turn and shoot right through the poor boy. "Aha," said William, "I see the problem." He went back to the swamp and found a straight stick. He sharpened its end and then threw it at the nearest target which happened to be his wife. It killed her instantly. "Eureka," he cried, "I have found it, the first law of mathematics, the fastest way to get anything, anywhere is to send it in a straight line." And that is the reason why straight lines are important. It is also the reason why you shouldn't be any relation to an inventive caveman. Annette Tyson

Jenny Andrews.

"This won't do," said William, "I'll have to think ofa better way to hunt or all my sons will be squashed." So that night while his wife was doing the dishes William sat by the fire, which he had just invented, and thought. He thought all night and all the next day and just as his wife, who was very concerned about the state her larder was in, was about to hit him on the head with her club he had an idea. He rushed off into the swamp and eventually found what he was searching for, a long stick curved into an almost perfect circle, Grunting with delight he ran back to his cave. He sharpened one end of it and showed it to his youngest most expendable son.

I wish I were a little grub, llith whiskers round my tummy I'd climb into a honey pot, And make my tummy gummy.

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Susan Anderson IVA

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