part of a circle
When we went to the beach one afternoon I took the cord, a ring and a stick. The others watched as I staked the stick in the sand, tied the cord to the ring and put the ring over the stake so it would turn freely.
‘Dorcas, this will be easy for you,’ I said. ‘It’s the hexagon.’
Dorcas stood back from me and announced in a loud voice to the other two:
‘The amazing Leon will now create a perfect hexagon, using only circles and a straight stick.’
‘First of all we need to make the sand flat and get the stones out of the way,’ I said.
We threw the stones towards the sea and smoothed the sand out with sticks.
Then the others stood back while I walked the cord round the stake, digging a circle into the sand just as Pythagoras had done. I made the second and third circle, and then with a stick linked the points to make the hexagon.
Dorcas cheered. She made us all gather up stones and lay white ones along the three circles, and black ones for the hexagon.
After that she made the other two have a go at creating their own hexagons just as I had.
Somehow because she was excited the others agreed straight away, and not only made the hexagons, but were enjoying it as well.
‘This is a kind of game too,’ she said. ‘You have to ask yourself: Can I make a square? Can I make a pentagon? Then the challenge is to make them just using the rope and the stick.’
I’d learnt to make many shapes like this with Anaximenes, but using paper and ink. Over the next weeks the four of us made a lot of them in the sand, and carefully laid stones in the lines of sand to make them last longer. No one moved our stones. The beach became our beach, a giant scroll, its stones not scattered randomly any more but mapping out figures in circles and lines.
‘Dorcas, this will be easy for you,’ I said. ‘It’s the hexagon.’
Dorcas stood back from me and announced in a loud voice to the other two:
‘The amazing Leon will now create a perfect hexagon, using only circles and a straight stick.’
‘First of all we need to make the sand flat and get the stones out of the way,’ I said.
We threw the stones towards the sea and smoothed the sand out with sticks.
Then the others stood back while I walked the cord round the stake, digging a circle into the sand just as Pythagoras had done. I made the second and third circle, and then with a stick linked the points to make the hexagon.
Dorcas cheered. She made us all gather up stones and lay white ones along the three circles, and black ones for the hexagon.
After that she made the other two have a go at creating their own hexagons just as I had.Somehow because she was excited the others agreed straight away, and not only made the hexagons, but were enjoying it as well.
‘This is a kind of game too,’ she said. ‘You have to ask yourself: Can I make a square? Can I make a pentagon? Then the challenge is to make them just using the rope and the stick.’
I’d learnt to make many shapes like this with Anaximenes, but using paper and ink. Over the next weeks the four of us made a lot of them in the sand, and carefully laid stones in the lines of sand to make them last longer. No one moved our stones. The beach became our beach, a giant scroll, its stones not scattered randomly any more but mapping out figures in circles and lines.

