Not Again, Dr. Can Do! UFLI Foundations Lesson 100

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Not Again, Dr. Can Do!

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brighter cleaner cleanest grandest higher neater neatest proudest thickest wilder wildest best
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The image shows a Minecraft-style interior view of a cluttered indoor workshop on the left side, with wooden plank floors and a wooden beam ceiling. The room is filled with scattered equipment and objects — crafting tables, chests, redstone components, and various blocks strewn across the floor, conveying a messy, overflowing workspace. Dr. Can Do stands near the centre of the room at a three-quarter angle facing the viewer, looking out over the chaos with an angry, determined expression. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, dark brown belt, dark navy-blue pants, and dark brown shoes, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. The right ~40% is plain beige background reserved for text.

Dr. Can Do had a problem. It was not a broken bolt or a missing spring. It was not a creeper at the door. It was his shop. You could not see the floor. You could not see the walls. You could hardly see him, standing in the middle of the wildest mess you have ever seen, with his hammer raised and his thick white brows set hard. 'Today,' he said to nobody at all, 'I am going to tidy up. No new things. No tests. Just. Tidying.'

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On the right side of the image, Dr. Can Do stands inside a wooden workshop or storage room, facing the viewer with a determined expression. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, dark brown belt, dark navy-blue pants, and dark brown shoes, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. He is positioned near several large dark chests lined up along the back wall, having just finished sorting his contraptions and redstone into them. The wooden floor is now clear and visible, and the room is lit by overhead lighting with a window or open wall section in the background showing trees and sky outside. The left ~40% is a plain beige text area.

It took all morning. He sorted his tools into one chest and his redstone into another. He stacked. He shoved. He muttered things that are not fit to repeat. But by lunchtime, he could see the floor again. He could see the walls. He could even see out the window. His shop had never looked neater or cleaner. 'Good,' said Dr. Can Do. Then he opened a chest and peeked inside.

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Dr. Can Do stands on the left side of the image at a three-quarter angle facing the viewer, with a displeased, disgusted expression as he makes a face at the mess. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, dark brown belt, dark navy-blue pants, and dark brown shoes, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. He is inside his workshop, with wooden shelves stacked with piles of stone and deepslate blocks, a furnace, and a wooden door visible behind him. The space appears cluttered with excess stone and deepslate, consistent with him needing more room for his contraptions. The right ~40% of the image is a plain beige text panel.

Stone. Piles and piles of stone. And deepslate. Stacks of deepslate, even higher than the stone. So much stone that the back wall was hidden. 'I will never use all of this,' said Dr. Can Do, making a face like he had tasted something nasty. 'It has to go. If I get rid of the extra stone, I will have room for my odd things.' A wise man would have moved the stone outside. But Dr. Can Do was not a wise man. Dr. Can Do was a thinker.

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On the right side of the image, Dr. Can Do sits in a minecart on a rail track inside an underground mine, leaning forward with a determined expression as he rides toward a glowing lava pit visible in the upper-right corner. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. The scene is set in a dimly lit underground cavern with stone walls, illuminated by the warm orange glow of the lava; a chest sits beside the rail near the lava pit. The left ~40% is a plain beige background reserved for text overlay.

He got in a minecart and rattled down his old mining rails to the lava pit. The heat hit his face before he even got close. His eyes watered. 'I am not doing this every single time I need to toss something out,' he said. The minecart bumped to a stop. Dr. Can Do stared at the bubbling lava, brighter than any lamp he owned. And right there, in that glow, he got That Look. The look that meant a plan.

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On the left side of the image, Dr. Can Do stands inside a small underground room with wooden plank walls, viewed at a three-quarter angle facing the viewer. He looks down at redstone circuitry laid out on the floor with an excited, inspired expression as he plans his new device. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, dark brown belt, dark navy-blue pants, and dark brown shoes, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. The room contains a chest and a piston-like mechanism near a block of lava visible in the upper-left corner, with glowstone blocks providing warm lighting from above. The right ~40% of the image is a plain beige/cream text area.

'What if,' he whispered, his eyes going wide, 'I make a device that tosses things into lava for me? I will not need to ride down at all!' He was supposed to be tidying. He had promised himself. Just tidying. But the idea was too good to let go. It was fizzing in his brain. Back in his shop, he looked at the redstone on the floor and started to plan. 'Lava under the ground, fenced off, safe as can be. I will just need a hopper and a chest. This is going to be my grandest plan.'

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On the right side of the image, Dr. Can Do stands in an indoor wooden room, viewed at a three-quarter angle facing the viewer. He has a satisfied, focused expression as he finishes his device. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, dark brown belt, dark navy-blue pants, and dark brown shoes, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. He is positioned next to a chest with a hopper below it, and lines of redstone dust run along the floor connecting to redstone repeaters. Nearby, dark obsidian blocks are placed over where the lava is concealed beneath. The left side of the image is a plain beige text area. The scene has warm interior lighting consistent with a Minecraft-style wooden structure.

Dr. Can Do worked fast when he was keen, and right now he was very keen indeed. He already had a chest. He already had a hopper. He even had a bucket of lava left over from last week. (Do not ask.) Lines of redstone snaked across the floor. Repeaters clicked into place. And when it was done, he sealed the lava under the thickest obsidian blocks he had. Nobody was falling into that.

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On the left side of the image, Dr. Can Do stands inside his wooden workshop, facing forward with a big grin spread across his face. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, dark brown belt, dark navy-blue pants, and dark brown shoes, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. The room is noticeably tidier and more spacious, with the disposal device (a chest with a hopper and obsidian blocks) visible in the background. The indoor scene has wooden plank walls and a wooden ceiling, with warm lighting. The right side of the image is a plain beige/cream text area.

Dr. Can Do moved back and looked around his shop. Open space. It was the neatest and cleanest his shop had ever looked. His new device sat in the corner. No more minecart rides. No more heat on his face. Everything was right where he could find it. The proudest grin you have ever seen spread across his face. 'I,' he said, 'am the best.'

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On the right side of the image, Dr. Can Do stands in his laboratory amid a brand new mess, facing the viewer at a three-quarter angle with an exasperated, resigned expression. He has a cube-shaped head, light beige skin, white bushy eyebrows, a thick white moustache, and small dark eyes. He wears a white lab coat over a white dress shirt with a red necktie, dark brown belt, dark navy-blue pants, and dark brown shoes, and holds a small grey hammer in his right hand. The floor around him is littered with clumps of redstone dust and gravel blocks scattered everywhere. In the background, a chest and a wooden ladder or shelf are visible against the wall, suggesting his indoor workshop. The left ~40% is a plain beige text area.

That lasted about two days. It turns out that making things gets messy, and no maker made more mess than Dr. Can Do. Redstone dust coated every surface. Gravel crunched under his feet. Deep under a pile of repeaters, a chicken was clucking. (Just do not ask.) Dr. Can Do looked at the mess. The new mess was even wilder than the first. The mess looked back at him. 'Maybe,' he sighed, 'what I really need is to hire a villager to clean up.'

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