title: The Shocking Truth about Electricity (LOL Physical Science)
author:  Jennifer Swanson 
description: Gr 5-8-This series operates on the premise that the way to get children interested in science is to pepper the text with feeble bathroom jokes and other lame attempts at humor. None of the titles is immune. It is difficult to determine what "Get your mind out of the toilet. This is isn't about poop." does to help explain Newton's second law of motion, or why the section in Magnetism titled "Gotta Go" needs "You thought about pee, didn't you?" as an aside. While some of the cartoon illustrations, photos, and diagrams do help clarify the texts, others are totally pointless. For example, a caption for a photo of a strange-looking machine raising a car in Forces reads: "We really have no idea what this picture is about. It's just really cool, so we added it here." All of the information presented is valid, but the approach is condescending.(c) Copyright 2011. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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  # Frictional Electricity
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ### Max Adeler
  
  
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  FRICTIONAL ELECTRICITY
  
  
  By Max Adeler
  
  
  Reprinted by permission of the author, Charles Heber Clark, from
  
  
  “The Saturday Evening Post.”
  
  
  I happened to visit the accident ward of St. Paracelsus' Hospital
  
  
  because a friend of mine who is interested in the Flower Mission asked
  
  
  me to stop there during my afternoon walk and give a few flowers to the
  
  
  sufferers.
  
  
  When I had arranged the last half-dozen of the roses in a vase upon
  
  
  the little stand by the bedside of one bruised and battered patient, he
  
  
  looked at me gratefully, and said:
  
  
  “Oh, thank you, sir! And would you mind, sir, stopping for a bit of
  
  
  talk? I'm so lonely and miserable.”
  
  
  I sat upon the chair by the bed and with my hand smoothed the
  
  
  counterpane, while the patient asked me:
  
  
  “Do I really look like a