Day 63: The Lever
Utterly must have moved me forward a lot, because when I woke up this time, I was in a study... It was a little more old fashioned than the rooms that the humans I know have, but it wasn't made out of sticks either.
Then I saw the man whose study it was. He had a curly beard and wore one piece of cloth draped around his body. He was scribbling at his desk and muttering.
When he saw me, he got very friendly. I explained that I hadn't eaten in a few days, and he gave me lunch. It wasn't tamales, but it was good.
I saw a wooden plank in the corner that was the perfect size for a seesaw. After lunch, I got the seesaw set up. For a human (and an adult human at that) this man was surprisingly interested in playing on a seesaw.
When I showed him how it worked, he was very excited about it, and he yelped "Eureka!"
He was particularly interested in the fact that even though he was a lot heavier than me, it was fairly easy for me to lift him. He asked me if anything, no matter how heavy, could be lifted this way.
I replied that I thought if you just had a seesaw big enough, and a place to stand, you could probably move the whole world.
He seemed to like the ring of that and kept saying it. Except he kept forgetting the word seesaw, and replacing it with the word lever... I was about to correct him, when I felt myself being pulled back into the vortex...