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I'm certain I got a real scare when the cork stopper let go and shot up, bouncing off the ceiling. This small explosion was immediately followed by a brownish glop flying out of the test tube. Unfortunately the contents of the test tube didn't bounce, but remained up there, splattered. After this first reaction to the explosion, I probably felt sorry for Dorothy, the baby sitter. I had talked her into letting me play with my chemistry set. She, of course, was in a panic.
This happened when I was 8 or 9 and before the federal government, and contemporary society, conspired to make the world safe for children. Dorothy was baby sitting, not so much for me as my 2-year-old brother. I had pestered her until she finally allowed me to use my chemistry set, which I set up on the kitchen table.See the full content of this document
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