Novel & Cerita Books Like Lessons In Chemistry

"Fighting isn't about looking cool, Mia. It's about ending the threat so you can run away safely. I don't want you to be a hero. I want you to be safe." Mia pouted. "Fine. Teach me the boring stuff." Jackson smiled. "Wide stance. Knees bent. Let's go." Subject 3: Alex (Teacher: Margaret) In the laboratory. Alex looked bored. "Grandma, I memorized the Periodic Table when I was six. Can we skip to quantum mechanics?" Margaret was mixing two clear liquids in a beaker. "You know data, Alex. You don't know reaction." "It's just Chemistry," Alex tapped his tablet. "Simulation says if you mix Compound A and B, it creates a small exothermic reaction."

The place was beautiful; rows and rows of shelves reaching up toward golden pendant lights, reading corners with plush chairs, walls lined with student art, the faint sound of a piano instrumental playing overhead. Milo’s voice dropped to a teasing whisper. “Gal Rivera… are you smiling at books?” “Yes,” I said shamelessly. “Judge me.” “Never.” I swatted his arm and wandered off to the Pharmacy section: thick textbooks on organic chemistry, human anatomy, pharmacognosy, and medicinal chemistry. I selected a few essentials: Human Physiology: A Modern Approach, Principles of Pharmacology, and a slim research guide. Milo returned with a stack just as tall, Biochemistry books with intimidating ti

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Devon said. Back in the living room, Angela was still admiring the artefacts in the living room. It was also helping to deal with the boredom she was feeling sitting alone in the living room. She walked towards a book shelve and started going through the titles of he books. Her gaze fell on a particular book and she decided to pull it out of the shelves. The books fell to the left covering the space created by the removal of the book. Angela's eyes fell on something hiding behind the books. Her curiosity got the better of her and she picked it up. Her eyes widened seeing it was an artefact. She stared at the artefact with a sense of familiarity. She examined the artefact and read the initial

I sighed. I lay my baby in her crib. She was fast asleep which was a good thing. I walked to the shelf beside the bed and opened the lower drawer, I collected my books; a chemistry textbook and a jotter to read. I preferred textbooks to school notes because they brought deeper meanings to a subject and exposed various tricks to get your answers. I lay down on the floor with a blanket burying myself in. I managed to find my hands and started attacking organic chemistry.

Kevin smacked their head "If you didn't stop, I'll throw you out." They glared at each other before they said "Okay." In unison "What is Chemistry?" Lily asked "Chemistry is the branch of science that deals with the composition, structure, and properties of substances and with the transformations that they undergo." I answered "Let's move on to Math." Kevin stated "What is a closed plane figure bounded by straight lines?" "That’s polygon." Michael answered We reviewed until 10pm. Jibee and Rose will share a bed in the guest room, Kevin and Michael decide to sleep on the floor with them to look after them just in case they decide to kill each other.

Then, the teacher began the physics lesson and I started to see things like Motion, calculations involving motion, Friction, and so on, I knew immediately that I was doomed. I realized that loving maths doesn't automatically mean that you'll love physics too or so I thought as physics requires a lot of deeper thinking and Interest which I wasn't willing to do. I preferred thinking about what to write next for my novel instead of that. To tell you the truth, Chemistry was the subject that made me run away from Science why because when I started hearing those chemical Names I felt like I was going crazy. Imagine me thinking of the chemical formula of Tetra oxo sulfate ( Vi )

I raspberry and folded my hands together as I tried to focus on the teacher. "As you all know," the teacher continued, drawing everyone's attention back to the lesson, "forming a chemical solution requires precise measurements and mixing techniques." I was half-listened, my gaze flickering between the teacher and the equipment set up on the lab benches. My mind raced with ideas of how to execute my revenge, the details of my plan taking shape in my thoughts. "Pay close attention to the process," the teacher emphasized, pouring liquids into beakers as she demonstrated. "Accuracy is key in chemistry."

Matt and Mark both introced themselves to the class, a couple of the girls staring at the both of them. “Good, now lets start the class,” he said, turning towards the white board and grabbing a marker, “Chemistry is an important factor in our lives, it is the study of matter and the process of one or more substances causing a reaction, and we will be studying those reactions,” he was scribbling things on the board and drawing diagrams that Matt couldn't understand, but kept writing the non-sense into his book, praying the class will become easier with time. --- Matt, his father and the rest of the pack were all standing outside near the tree line in the yard, the tall trees canopying over th

My first week had gone by fast. I was doing my best—memorizing protocols, organizing reagents—but at least I hadn’t spilled anything catastrophic or contaminated anything. Yet. I still haven't met all my colleagues in the lab. In other words, I also need time to identify their faces to match names.