When I was a little kid we had a toy in our house. It was a bongo board. It consisted of a long board and a cylinder and the board rolled back and forth on the cylinder. My sister was two years younger than me.

I was standing on one end of the board.

She ran across the room, jumped on the other end.

I flew through the air and broke my wrist.

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Thanks. Of course it wasn't Marjorie's fault.

She didn't mean to break my wrist, but it was a perfect example of leverage.

As Archimedes probably didn't say, if you give me a lever that is long enough and a place to stand, I could move the entire earth.

A lever gives you leverage. It gives you the chance to exert far more power

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