Music is an old friend for me.
A friend whom I can talk whatever to.
A friend who helps me heal the wounds.
I started playing piano when I was five.
Yes. I fell in love with it at the moment I met it.
And when I heard the voice for the first time, I felt that I would die for it.
I dreamed there would be one day,
one day that my fingers could dance with the keys.
That was the purple touch.
I touched them with curiosity but also fear.
Then I began to know it.
When I was four I modeled for a book. You know those progressive, interactive books for kids? I posed for the back cover of My Little Blue Robot. My friend Max and I stood in a hot studio for a few hours playing with this little cardboard robot. Each page of the book contains a piece and the idea is to put the robot together as you go through the book.
Ever since then I’ve been fond of these little mechanical things. They’re fun, easy, and don’t (usually) talk back to you. It’s nice. And personally, I like to make things in my free time so robotics seemed like an interesting subject.
The summer of 2009, I took R.O.V. at CIMI. The class description said we could build underwater robots and I decided to try it. Having no idea what I was getting into, I entered the course completely out of my element and loved it.
R.O.V. stands for Remotely Operated Vehicle. We made simple ones at Sea Camp and the controls were already wired and ready for us. All we had to do was make the frame out of PVC pipe and zip tie it together.
I decided to make one for my 8th grade science project. Not so much for the science part, but just because it was fun to build. My dad and I measured and cut all the pipe, laid out the dimensions, and glued each piece together.
We gathered a mountain of materials; zip ties, PVC pipe, drills, film canisters, propellers, a control box, piano wire, electrical wire,toggle switches, batteries, glue, scissors, a car battery, wax, wire cutters, wire strippers, screw drivers, rubber bands, an old razor phone, plastic zip lock bags, and food (of course).
This was our work table:
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