I recently revisited a childhood film favourite, The Young Einstein. It begins on a cider farm in Tasmania. One evening, our hero tells his parents,
“I want to be a physicist.”
Dad responds, “That’s great son. What do they grow?”
I recently revisited a childhood film favourite, The Young Einstein. It begins on a cider farm in Tasmania. One evening, our hero tells his parents,
“I want to be a physicist.”
Dad responds, “That’s great son. What do they grow?”