I think it was quite easy to carry around my egg babies to my classes, because I could have my bag open and put the eggs at the top, so they could breathe. This way I had an extra hand free, unlike the other egg baby parents. I also thing it was very easy finding something to carry the eggs in, because I just had some leftover soda cans, so I cut them in half and carried my eggs in them.
At recess, I usually get my basketball, and go play with my friends, but when I had my egg baby, I couldn't go do that, for two reasons. One, if the ball hit the egg carrier, both of my eggs would break. Two, I couldn't effectively participate, because I would have to move so that the ball wouldn't hit my eggs, and I couldn't shoot properly with one hand.
Although this project wasn't the hardest summative assignment, I wouldn't want to do this project indefinitely. When I was carrying around my egg baby, I didn't forget it very often, because the grade mattered so much, but I have been known to be very forgetful of my laptop, books, and other things. If I had to carry around these eggs for a prolonged amount of time, I would eventually forget it somewhere. Also, the people staring at me like I'm a crazy person isn't very pleasant.
I can only imagine what it would be like to be a real parent while being a teenager. It would be horrible! The "crazy stare" effect would be multiplied exponentially, but there's much more that would change. People would think differently of someone if they were a parent in middle or high school. People would think they were irresponsible, and they really are if they're carrying around their child at 15.
Overall, I'm glad this project is finished. My sister asked to keep my eggs, but she has no idea what it's really like to take care of those egg babies.
Although this project wasn't the hardest summative assignment, I wouldn't want to do this project indefinitely. When I was carrying around my egg baby, I didn't forget it very often, because the grade mattered so much, but I have been known to be very forgetful of my laptop, books, and other things. If I had to carry around these eggs for a prolonged amount of time, I would eventually forget it somewhere. Also, the people staring at me like I'm a crazy person isn't very pleasant.
I can only imagine what it would be like to be a real parent while being a teenager. It would be horrible! The "crazy stare" effect would be multiplied exponentially, but there's much more that would change. People would think differently of someone if they were a parent in middle or high school. People would think they were irresponsible, and they really are if they're carrying around their child at 15.
Overall, I'm glad this project is finished. My sister asked to keep my eggs, but she has no idea what it's really like to take care of those egg babies.
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