Journal
4-24-12
When I was younger, like we all were once, I didn't know a lot. When you see a four year old and they are always asking you dumb questions. I'm not saying they're dumb but inexperienced. I was at the stage of asking questions when I was four. I remember thinking Why is the grass green? Why is the sky blue? How did things get color? Soon I had more questions swarming in my head. I asked a few but kept the others. Soon I had one question that I really wanted answered but I thought I would feel dumb at I didn't know. The question was: how are clouds made
I soon asked my mom on the way to Philadelphia how clouds were made. My mom pointed to a factory with pollution coming out which looked just as powdery as a cloud in the sky. My mom then says "Sweaty look over there, do you see that? That's a cloud factory...o.k.?" That got me thinking and when I went back to preschool I told all my friends. Then I got all my friends believing that...because I had no clue. Soon I was in first grade when we learned about pollution and that's when I realized that I had it all wrong!!
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