Music is an excellent and effective way to teach any subject and to learn any subject.
Check out this brilliant piece by 23-year old Physics student, Timothy Blais. He sings about Physics and String Theory to Bohemian Rhapsody–an excellent fusion of science and art, because physics and art are different sides of the same coin.(And if you’re having trouble remembering scientific terms, try putting them to music!
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I lie here on my pink puffy bed in my pink silky pajamas, or pink flannel depending on my mood (the only thing you can bank on is that there will be chocolate smeared somewhere on my attire), with my pink feathered pen, writing my most delicious daydreams. Funny? Sometimes. Scandalous? Hopefully. Inspiring? Perhaps. Full of love? Always.
Welcome to my World.
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