Britt had told his daughters a devastating story of a high school school project gone wrong. They were instructed to design a break-proof container for an egg that was launched off the school’s roof. He calculated, he built, he stuffed the egg into his ingenious concoction. It broke.
“Well, I guess that’s why I didn’t go to M.I.T.”
“What’s M.I.T, Dad?”
“It’s where all the winners of the egg-drop competition go to college.”
With an aerospace engineer in da house, the game was on. Jason collected the materials they could use from the garbage, got eggs from the hen house, and gave the instructions to the 6 who designed their egg-dropping vessels. There were 2 prizes. Obviously, if your egg didn’t break, you are a winner. A single award was to be given for best decoration.
The kids were jumping with anticipation while Britt climbed up the side of the house.
“Is this high enough?”
Finally, he got to the roof of the second story. One at time, he chucked the egg containers down to the ground. Each landing had a distinctive thud which was followed by a look of worry on the creator’s face.
Slowly and painstakingly the tape, string, yogurt cups and other items were taken off. And then the creator had another look, pure excitement, as the egg was unwrapped intact. Except one egg, which happened to be in the container that was voted Best Decorated.
So, everyone was a winner (we already knew that though). Britt better start saving for his daughters’ M.I.T. college-fund.