Science Fair Experience Author : SUVAN PANICKER

 Science Fair Experience

Author : SUVAN PANICKER

Hello everyone today, I am going to talk about a science fair.
Science fair is an opportunity for students to apply the scientific method to conduct independent research. The results of each student's research is presented in a school-wide science fair--or sponsored local science fair-- where the student's efforts are displayed and where students are interviewed to determine scientific merit. The science fair I went had a lot of experiments, All of them were very cool, My favourite ones was a lego model of a smoke detector inside a lego restaurant, a drone, an electric bike, and other stuff. Everyone had a project to show, they were very eager to do so, One of them was a robot that could shoot and walk. they were very fun projects with a lot of hard work put into them. The best was a showcase of a battlefield where a lot of aeroplanes like Ju-47, P-130 Mustang and tanks like the m4 Shermans and tiger 4's, and anti-aircraft guns trying to take out enemy fighters. Then mobile troop carriers carrying troops attacking each other, MG bunkers firing on enemy clusters which stuck together. It was glorious. Amazing. It was mind-blowing with realism and automation at its finest and was full of realism when planes got shot down and stayed on the ground and smoking like in real-life. It was an excellent experience and I would recommend it to everyone. It is very fun. Science fair are wondrous shows of talent.
I hope you enjoyed this blog
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