I’ve decided to transcribe as much as I can read from the above image. I have no idea if someone’s already done it before, but whoops I’m writing this after I’ve already finished it.
Energy of the Future!
My dad said somebody at the cafeteria ordered too many potatoes so everybody has to do a science project on potatoes now for Take Your Daughter to Work Day and lunch will be french fries.
Mr. Johnson said we could use as many potatoes as we liked for our projects but I’m only going to use one. I asked my dad if I could do a different project because I already did a potato battery project in class last year and he said no, Mr. Johnson would get mad.
Probably the potato would do the same thing it did last year for my class project, except maybe not because I had a new potato last time and this one is pretty old. My dad says his hypothesis is whoever ordered all the potatoes will probably get fired.
Last time my potato battery produced 1.5 volts. This time it got 1.6, so I guess it doesn’t mattir [sic] how old the potato is. The current from the potato battery did not produce enough watts to power anything important if I used [I can’t read these next two words, sorry] maybe I could have gotten more watts, but the one dad brought have smelled and I didn’t want [last word’s also unreadable].
A piece of copper wire
I did the same thing I did last time.
Personal conclusion: Chell is adorable. And Cave Johnson can’t be her father (or the person that she believed to be her father up until she was trapped in Aperture, in case people might want to counterargument that). But that’s okay because her father there sounds pretty cool as he is. And although Chell doesn’t speak much, a lot seems to go through that head of hers if she’s capable of writing such a… comprehensive output.
Sorry for the couple of words I weren’t able to transcribe. I did my best. D: