Well, the seventh grade embarrassment lasted about as long as the morning dew, and then it was off to bigger and better things. Besides, I had learned an important lesson in learning by screwing up. It is a skill that I have honed to perfection over the decades.
I never quit the microscope and pazootas, dang it, protozoans. Two years later I did a science fair project featuring gram-stained bacteria that were grown in my very own bedroom and won first prize at the Lexington Junior High School. Fascination with science and microscopes eventually led to medical school. Though it was the most difficult and scariest thing I could ever imagine doing, I somehow succeeded and spent over 40 years practicing medicine.
And it all started for love of a “pazaoota.”