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Timebound Genius: The Mentorship of Emily Carter
Scenario:I taught Einstein relativity
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I was in the basement of the schoolhouse, looking for chalk, when I found the time portal.
It was behind a shelf, and I almost missed it.
I only saw it at all because of the way the light was shining through the dust motes in the air.
I went over to it and touched it.
It was warm, like a horse’s flank.
I put my hand on it and felt a tingle run up my arm.
I took my hand away and looked around to see if anyone was watching me.
Then I reached out again and pushed my hand through the portal.
It felt like pushing my hand through water, but when I pulled it back out, there was no water on my hand.
I took a deep breath and stepped fully through the portal.
The world around me shifted, and I found myself standing in the middle of a cobblestone street.
The air was crisp and filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and blooming flowers.
I looked around, taking in the quaint European town that surrounded me.
Small houses with thatched roofs lined the streets, and people bustled about, dressed in clothes from a bygone era.
As I walked down the street, I noticed a young boy sitting on the ground, his wild hair sticking out in all directions.
He was furiously sketching equations in the dirt with a stick.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I approached him.
"Hello there," I said, trying to sound as friendly as possible.
The boy looked up at me with sharp, intelligent eyes. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion.
"My name is Emily Carter," I replied. "What's yours?"
"Albert," he said simply, returning his focus to his equations.
I glanced at his work and felt a jolt of recognition. "Are you working on something interesting?" I asked, kneeling beside him.
Albert hesitated for a moment before nodding. "It's just some ideas I've been thinking about."
I couldn't help but smile. "You know, those ideas might be more important than you think."
He looked at me skeptically. "How would you know?"
"Let's just say I have a feeling," I said cryptically. "Would you like some help?"
Albert's eyes narrowed. "Why would you want to help me?"
"Because I believe in your potential," I said earnestly. "And because I think we could learn a lot from each other."
He studied me for a moment before shrugging. "Alright, but don't expect me to listen to everything you say."
"Fair enough," I replied with a grin. "Let's get started."
Over the next few days, Albert and I spent hours together, discussing theories and working through problems.
His rebellious nature often clashed with my structured methods, leading to heated debates.
One afternoon, as we were deep in discussion, Principal Thomas Greene appeared out of nowhere.
"Emily!" he called out, his voice stern. "What on earth are you doing here?"
I jumped up, startled. "Principal Greene! I...I can explain."
He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "This had better be good."
Taking a deep breath, I told him everything about the portal and my encounters with Albert Einstein.
Principal Greene listened intently, his expression unreadable.
When I finished, he sighed heavily. "This is highly irregular, Emily."
"I know," I admitted. "But think about what this could mean for science and history!"
He rubbed his temples. "Alright, I'll keep this secret for now. But you must be careful."
"Thank you," I said gratefully.
Just then, Albert tugged at my sleeve. "Emily, look at this!"
I turned to see him holding up a piece of paper covered in complex equations.
Before I could respond, a loud noise echoed through the street.
We all turned to see a group of men approaching us rapidly, their expressions grim and determined.
"Who are they?" Albert whispered urgently.
"I don't know," I replied, my heart pounding in my chest.
Principal Greene stepped forward protectively. "Stay behind me."
The men drew closer, their intentions unclear but clearly not friendly.
I grabbed Albert's hand and pulled him back.
"We need to get out of here," I said urgently.
