We started revising probability in maths today. 0 is impossible and 1
is certain. I stuck up my hand and everyone groaned, knowing it was a
stupid question/comment that only I cared about. Sadly enough, it was.
Nothing is impossible. Nothing is certain. There is some slight chance,
however tiny, that absolutely anything can happen in the world. "What’s
the chance it’s raining?" Mr Presser asked his Year 12 class. I
answered that it could have been an illusion. Perhaps something was
throwing water over the school, or installed television screens over
the maths class window, but there was a chance it was not raining. Of
course, nobody agreed with me. Mr Presser showed mercy though. He
admitted I could be right.
He then went on to an example of a marble in a box. You can shake it
around in there forever, but it’s probably not going to leave the box
until you open it. However, there is not a 100% chance it will stay in
there. He explained (in basics of course) a theory of quantum mechanics
or something along the lines. I had long since known he had a Physics
Minor from university, and what I comprehended it to be was that the
marble could appear simultaneously outside the box for a split second,
and that the chances were so slim it would only ever happen once in the
entire history of the Earth. Something to do with the particles moving
faster so time slows down. At any rate, I was right.
I also confirmed it with Mr Presser that no matter how many times you
drop a stone, you do not know whether it will fall to the floor or
float to the ceiling. Experience is not always a reliable teacher.
Of course, the class laughed, ridiculed and mocked me. Their jeers
haunted me for a little while, Binuk suggesting I try and punch a tree-
my hand might go through it. I have a theory that he could be right
though- if the particles moved so fast they simple passed
through/around the matter. Or the tree could have been a hologram, or
made of paper or something similar. At any rate, I was feeling pretty
crappy with myself. Nobody in the school seemed to believe the
‘impossible’ was capable. Mark believes in me though- Luca that is.
I felt like making it kind of a quest of mine to come up with something
that can do what people believes is impossible. An invention that would
make me rise up above all humanity, just to prove to them that I could.
"Everyone believes I will fail. I believe there is no such thing as the
impossible." Quote I wrote in my notepad. At any rate, I wonder what
people would do if I spent my life rattling a marble in a box and it
appeared outside of it simultaneously. Would they eat their words or
pass it off as an illusion, or they blinked while it happened?
Something tells me no matter what I can prove, the world will still
hate me for it.