In the beginning… (story to follow).

In the beginning… (story to follow).

I am writing this post for two reasons.

1. I made a mistake and accidentally posted the same thing twice.

2. Why not?

3. There is a storm involving noises outside.

I can count, ‘I went to kindergarten‘ in the words of Gru.

So once upon a time there lived an old woman. Her name was… well that is unimportant. She had a friend whose name, we’ll you get the picture. Anyway, she took the same route every day to visit this friend.

She went 300 m straight up the hill then turned left and went 300m straight down.

Although this route made her quite fit, she was slowing down a bit at the age of 90.

Her friend’s son, then a boy but later a wondrous mathematician, suggested that she show him her route.

She walked the same route and he followed.

He asked one question at the end of the week: Why could she not cut across the field between their houses?

So they tried this for a week.

It was so successful that the old women raved about this young man’s keen intellect to professor friends. They decided this new route needed a name, he suggested the following:

High potential usage walkway. Some say the man he spoke to was partially deaf, others that he was a bit of a wordsmith and liked to coin terms and only pretended deafness. Still, we now have hypotenuse.

 

Disclaimer: This work is entirely fictitious.  Any relation to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.