Personal Statement
Hi, my names Wanda I am a beautiful water molecule, my adventure is going to be a blast gliding on the surface of the Indian Ocean in the sun. Waves were flowing against me with billions of various water molecules like me, not to mention all the salt particles within the seawater. While I approached the peak of a wave, a blast of wind carries my companions and me off in a drop of spray. All scream uncontrollably while some fall within the air to land “Splash!” back in the water. I arrive at the peak of a different wave saying “Hang on Everyone it is going to happen once again” But this time the water molecules don’t hang together. The bright daylight provides us a lift of power, including all leaves flying off like an aircraft set loose.
I am now part of an excited crowd of molecules in the air which is oxygen, carbon dioxide, nitrogen, and other water molecules—increasing higher and higher into the atmosphere. The wind takes me to the west. Floating in the sky, as I look down at a shore, where the waves I rode a while ago pound against the sand. I am way up now, far above cities, playgrounds, and streets. Looking ahead, I can see a range of mountains approaching Mount Kenya viewing a broad river valley. The winds carry me above as I reach Mount Kenya. It is getting cooler now, and my companions and I have lost the energy we had earlier. I and a few others rest upon a particle of dust floating by. Other molecules are doing the exact same thing nearby, creating little droplets of rainwater around these dust particles. Glancing down, I see that the group of little raindrops nearby me is forming a shadow above the treetops below, It becomes a cloud. Numerous water molecules gather on to my drop, making it larger and bulkier. The breeze can’t keep it up anymore. The rain starts falling, quicker and quicker. I wave to other molecules in the air as I fly through, my raindrop racing different raindrops as they plummet towards the ground. I stretch out to touch the leaves of the trees just before “splash”. My rain hits the ground and separates within tiny droplets. The droplets jump and descend back down. Some slide among the leaves on the woodland ground and into the soil underneath, disappearing to examine underground.
My droplet combines with others moving downhill in small currents. Those join to make bigger streams, gliding downhill into more significant creeks. While My river runs over a huge flat rock, it begins to pick up speed. Swiftly I start dropping again, deafened by the noise of the stream flowing into the fishpond at the base of a waterfall. A few moments later, I fall over another cliff, to Lake Victoria. Rushing onward, I enter Lake Victoria, a steep gap that the creek has consumed in the mountainside. For me, it is an anxious experience because I held on the ocean’s waves. I ride rapids, shifts in rapids, and nearly fly into the air again under a different waterfall. But as soonas the creek reached flat land at the foot of the Lake Victoria it slows down. I relax, questioning what lies ahead as Lake Victoria joins the White Nile River, soothed by the dull current, so I am ready to take a nap meanwhile great gloomy darkness arrives up before me. Next thing I know, I am engulfed inside the gaping lips of a Nile Catfish. Before I had time to blink, I push through the catfish bluegills and back in the creek. Three feet of blue and grey scales and fins slip by as the beautiful fish swims on.
The White Nile River takes me to the Nile River, and I notice that The Nile River flows strangely for a river. Its current keeps changing direction. Double each day it flows back towards the mountains. At the same time, the river level increases and decline, rising as the current flows towards the hills, falling as it flows the other way. I then realize that this is the motion of the tides the same flows I felt out in the ocean. I also see fish that he remembers from the sea, like striped bass. “But where are all the salt molecules?” I ask myself. “There are only a few here.” It takes time to answer this question. Flowing south for six hours, then north for the next six hours, It doesn’t seem to be going anywhere. But as days pass, I notice that I always drift further going south than I do going north. Eventually a place where steep hills squeezed up against the river, I start to see more salt molecules. Their number grows each day as I drift further south towards Egypt. I reached a great city, with tall buildings lining the river’s shores, I know the sea isn’t far away. I can’t believe that seahorses and flounder Are now floating past me. In a few more days the land will be far behind. The tall buildings will disappear over the horizon.
I am back among ocean waves, sparkling in the bright sun. I just started to wonder what my next adventure might be when a large shape appears under me. It’s bigger much, much bigger than the Nile catfish in White Nile River Just as I realize he’s on top of a dolphin. The dolphin was slashing water up at me. Its spout blasts me upwards, and as i find myself floating in the air once again, this time the wind is blowing me east, heading out over the Mediterranean Sea I think to myself “Maybe I’ll make it to Libya,” descending in for the ride. I have had many experiences, and many more to come.