Sip the cool clear water, Pounce from where you hide, Re-wind an old alarm clock, In steps it too can bide, Nice box that you can rest on, Great winter now has died. What is it?
On clear days I search in silence, my cool eye a shade of pale. In billowing thickness, with glaring red eye I screech and wail. My power keeps you from the glow. Ever-ready, you'll know to go. What am I?
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place. What am I?
You are provided with two tumblers A and B one narrow and the other wide, as shown in the diagram. Both contain the same amount of hot water whose initial temperature is the same. Now you keep them open on a sunny day under similar conditions.
In which tumbler do you expect the water to cool down faster?
