When I was 11 years old, my mother bought me one of those chemistry sets, and I stayed with it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
When I was a baby, my mom was always bringing me onto set.
My mom's a chemist, so she's pretty smart.
When I was in elementary school, I was very interested in science already. I must have been ten or eleven years old. I started experiments with chemistry sets at my home in Mexico. I was able to borrow a bathroom and convert it to a laboratory. My parents supported it. They were pleased. My friends just tolerated it.
I was about 11 or 12 when I began to pick up my mother's books.
Explorations into chemistry were done in our basement, sometimes with friends, and my parents must have had quite a bit of confidence in my abilities when they allowed me to experiment with explosive mixtures.
We didn't have a lot of money growing up, so my mom didn't buy a lot of extras, like sweet things.
When I was younger, on weekends, my mom would make us pancakes with our initials on them and then a tiny cup of coffee. I remember at 10 sneaking my own coffee and pouring a ton of sugar in and going up to the playroom and drinking it.
I was also interested in chemistry, but my parents were not willing to buy me a chemistry set.
At the age of 12, my parents gave me a chemistry set for Christmas, and experimentation soon became a consuming passion in my life.
Since I was 13, I've been buying things because they are ridiculously cheap.