"Not the lake!" I screamed. "Yes, back in the lake" said my dad. "But we have already been in a lake!" I exclaimed. "You can turn into, go to or be anything at any point in the water cycle," he said. This was not what I signed up for. I don't think I have the patience for this process. Just when I thought that I was going to be stuck in this lake forever, I started to feel another tingle, but this time it was warm, almost hot.
The heat and energy made me feel warm all over. Suddenly, I felt as light as a feather and started to get pulled towards the sky. "What is going on?" I asked my mom. "We are transforming into clouds which is also known as condensation" she said. "The heat and energy is causing us to evaporate." But as quickly as we rose, we suddenly started to fall back to the ground. "Now what's happening?" I cried. "We are condensing!" yelled my dad.
We floated down gently as little snowflakes, but landed with a thump on an icy glacier. This was not one of my favorite parts of the water cycle. It was so cold! It didn't seem to bother my mom and dad, but I freezing... literally. Fortunately, this stage of the water cycle did not last very long because to be honest, I don"t think I could last another minute as an icy glacier. After that cold nightmare, we evaporated again and returned to the clouds in the sky. Awwwww, warm again.
We hung around in the clouds for some time. This was definitely my favorite part of the water cycle. A cool breeze, a great view and the best part - I wasn't floating in a ocean or frozen on a glacier. My mom told me that we had almost been through all of the parts of the water cycle, just a few more stops. I was excited to be near the end. It all seemed like smooth sailing from here on out.
After an enjoyable flight in the clouds, I started to feel that gentle tug of gravity. We were starting to condense again. I wonder where we will land? Maybe a tropical lagoon. Perhaps we will end up as snow on a mountain top. Nope! We landed with a solid thump on the ground, right next to a blooming flower. "This water cycle is so rough, WHEN ARE WE DONE WITH THIS?!" I cried. "Never," said my dad. "NEVER?!" I yelled. "What do you mean never? There has to be a way out of this!"
As we worked our way through the cellular structure of the blooming flower, I thought about the all the amazing locations, forms and states that I had taken on in the water cycle. I realized how important the water cycle is to all living things. As I shared these thought with my parents, my mom asked, "So, are you up for round two?!" I said "Absolutely, but can we stay away from the ocean? I don't like the tingle."