The next day in biology class, when the teacher asked why algae were important, Artyom didn't even have to look at his notes. He just smiled, thinking of the tiny, glowing passenger who had shown him the world in a drop of water.
He looked down at his Pasechnik workbook. The drawing of the Chlamydomonas was still there, but it didn't look like a lopsided potato anymore. He picked up his green colored pencil and carefully shaded the chromatophore, adding the two tiny flagella with a steady hand. Underneath, in his best handwriting, he wrote: Algae: The invisible foundation of life. rabochaia tetrad po biologii 6 klass pasechnik vodorosli
Suddenly, a tiny, high-pitched voice bubbled up from the page. The next day in biology class, when the
"You're... you're a unicellular green alga," Artyom whispered. The drawing of the Chlamydomonas was still there,
"I am a Chlamydomonas, thank you very much," the creature replied, spinning in a circle. "And your drawing is terrible. I look like a lopsided potato. If you want to pass Pasechnik’s lesson, you need to understand that I’m not just a green blob. I’m a sun-eating machine!"