During a recent visit with my 12-year  old daughter’s science  teacher, I mentioned that I had read a few books  on cell biology over  the past couple of years and that I was  interested in sitting in on one  of the upcoming sixth grade science  classes–my daughter had mentioned  that they were beginning to study  cell biology.  I mentioned a few of  the things that I had found  interesting about cells to the science  teacher.  After noticing my  enthusiasm, she retracted her invitation to  watch the class and,  instead, invited me to teach part of the class. A  few days later I made  my science teaching debut.
I  advised the sixth-graders that although I work as a lawyer during  the  day, I often read science books, and I often write about science on  my  website.  I told them that I had no serious science education at the   Catholic grade school I attended.  I didn’t have any biology class at   all until I was a sophomore in high school.  That was mostly a nuts and   bolts class taught by a Catholic nun who failed show the excitement the   subject deserved.  She also forgot to teach by Theodosius Dobzhansky’s maxim that “nothing in biology makes sense except in the light of evolution.”
I  told “my” class that anyone who studies cells with any care will be   greatly rewarded.  Studying cells is actually autobiographical because   “you are made of 60 trillion of cells.”  These cells are so small that   people cannot even see them.
One  of the students then confused trillions for millions.  “Keep in  mind,”  I cautioned, “that a trillion is a million million.”  With regard  to  their size, there is only one human cell–the human ovum–that you can   see with the naked eye—it is much bigger than the other cells in your   body.  Despite its tiny size, the human ovum is so incredibly small that   it’s smaller than the period at the end of this sentence.  See this wonderful illustration of the size of human cells, and many other small objects.
The volume of a eukaryotic cell is typically 1000 times larger than that of a prokaryotic one.
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I  told the students that the study of cells is autobiographical  “because  each of you is a community of cells.  You are a self-organized   community.”  Even the brain is made of cells.  It thinks, even   though individual cells don’t think.  Individual cells can’t think, but   you can think. “How is that for amazing?”  One girl raised her hand.
“I  don’t understand how this can be.   I don’t understand how the  body  can be made of trillions of cells.  How can it possibly work?  I  have a  lot of questions.”
I  told her that her questions prove that she “gets it.”  Truly, how  can  something as complex as a human body, or even as complex as a single   cell possibly work?  It’s amazing that these things work, yet most   people more often focus on the times that they break down through   disease or aging.
A  bacterial cell consists of more than  300 million molecules (not   counting water), several thousand different  kinds of molecules, and   requires some 2000 genes for specification.  There is nothing random   about this assemblage, which reproduces itself  with constant  composition  and form generation after generation.
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I  didn’t claim to have many answers, but I told the students that I  was  there to share information I learned from my readings. I assured  them  that studying cells, including human cells, is more amazing than  any  fictitious story that they had ever read. Part of the reason the  study  of cells is so amazing is due to the complex anatomy of cells,   especially eukaryotic cells.   Appreciating much of the magic requires statistics.  Some of it comes   from the exquisite complexity of individual cells, however, and much of   the magic derives from the appreciation that the scientific facts   relating to cell biology are somehow true.
I  then noticed a few of the students were looking puzzled.  I  reminded  them that the scientific study of cells is not about trust.  I  was not  asking them to trust me or their teacher.  In upcoming classes,  they  will be invited to look into microscopes and see cells, including  their  own cheek cells or skin cells.     With powerful microscopes we can even see chromosomes.  I urged them   to investigate more about cells on their own, because there is a wealth   of information on the Internet.  Go out there and check the evidence;   investigate as skeptics.  Believe only what you see.  That’s what I  did,  and that’s why I’m excited to learn about cells.   And remember  that only 400 years ago,   no one had any idea that humans were communities of cells. They are   privileged to be living in an age where we have such detailed knowledge   available to us.
I told the students that the information I would tell them came from a variety of sources, including a book called The Way of the Cell: Molecules, Organisms and the Order of Life,   by Franklin M Harold (2001).  I’ve inserted several passages from   Franklin’s excellent book within this post.  In case it isn’t apparent,   this post is a summary of the sorts of things I taught my students.  I   found myself bouncing around the classroom fielding comments and   questions and having a great time.  My hope was that a few of the kids   might see the subject of cell biology in a more compelling way after   seeing me so revved about it.  That was my main aim, to share my   excitement.
 
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