Taking a Look at the Patent Office Pamphlet

Grandma is a quiet, steady island amid a chaos of river torrents. She doesn't seem to concern herself with things like intellectual property or monetary gain at all. As i listen to grandma's placid, happy voice, i suddenly get a strange and dreamlike feeling. It's like i'm cocooned in a layer of fog, while her voices coming from a long distance away. I accept the pamphlet, stick it in my pocket and stride quickly out the door. F i rush home, only to find grandma in her lab, like usual, calmly looking through her microscope. The experiment we conducted was very crude, preliminary. The results can't be put into application as they