Reading with my Kids Little brother (reading over older brother's shoulder): any real body must extend in four directions: it must have length, breadth, space, and time. There are really four dimensions. . . the three planes of space and. . . time. Little brother: So, does that mean our bodies are four-dimensional? Older brother: No, a 2D object can exist in a 3D space. Is that right, Mom? We're 3D, right? Me: We're 3D at any one moment in time. But I think what the author is saying is that over the period of our lifetime, we're tracing a four-dimensional path through time. Big Brother: But if time is a 4th dimension, then . . .
are we passing through it? Or are we occupying it? Wouldn't we be occupying a dimension? Little brother: Ooh, if we're not moving through time, is time moving through us? Me: You know what, it's time to go to bed. Both: Mom! Me: Well, I'm no quantum physicist, but maybe if you keep thinking about it, someday, you'll figure it out. Then you can tell me all about it. For now, bedtime. Both: Aww
This week's book was the Time Machine by H.G. Wells.
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