The Great Adventure: A Journey Through the Water Cycle
I look around me with excitement as water droplets positioned on leaves turn to mist with a shiver and float toward the sun. It is time to evaporate! I tingle as the liquid inside me draws in warmth. Tiny drops from my surface sizzle and rise as transpiration occurs. My heart races and I feel myself moving away from the leaf.
I rise with the other water droplets through the atmosphere until we all are sucked together. I bump other droplets as we squeeze in next to each other and slowly form a thick, grey, cloud full of our vapor and dust This must be condensation, I think.
I look down as the wind carries the group of droplets and dust across the sky. My eyes grow wide as I stare at fields of lush, green grass below us. This is definitely not the Taiga. Once we stop, I wait. I know that precipitation is coming. Sure enough I feel my stomach drop as we all release our grip and cascade downwards into the soil. as runoff. We stand still for a few moments all together, taking in the meadow surrounding us. Now ground water, we hold our breath, waiting for the next part of the water cycle.
My body is pushed and pulled as percolation tugs me across the soil and into a lake. I drift for a few days and then suddenly see the grassy bank ahead. As the liquid inside me soaks into the ground, I know that infiltration has happened.
The air around me grows colder as time passes, and soon I notice a thick, white coat forming around me. I must be frozen. I rest my tired body inside the ice burg as the sun's rays gently tear pieces off, forcing me upward. As I melt, the water inside me rises again. I have completed the water cycle!