Tornado. It could happen. Here in North Carolina, it could happen, but it's not likely. Today, with the crunchy autumn leaves plunging through the air, and the current making my hair almost stand straight up, practically everyone knew that today was not going to be ordinary.
When the wind first blew through my hair, I sighed with satisfaction. The weather has been very weird lately. Snow on Sunday, and it was so hot yesterday. Really hot. Whatever you want to call it hot. So as you could imagine, we were praying for even a slight breeze. When the wind came, we were on our knees and begging for more. Okay, maybe it was just me. Unlike some people, I do not like hot weather. It makes me sweat, which is exceedingly gross to me. I love wind, and frost, and the cold in general. The frostbitten feeling on your cheeks you get when you run around in the winter is my favorite feeling of all time.
Wind is air masses moving. Because I didn't know that until a few weeks ago, I'll assume that some of you don't know that either. When air gets heated by the sun, it rises. So new air has to take it's place. The air moving in makes wind. Think of it like this: You have a teacher. (The "old air" is your teacher) She quits her job. (The air is rising) A new substitute teacher comes in, because someone has to teach you, right (the new air comes)? You may be thinking: What? Air can't get heated up! Air is invisible! Wrong. Air is VERY real. The molecules are so tiny that you can't see them. When the molecules get heated up, they expand, because isn't that what you would do? Just like how when it gets colder, it condenses. If it got really cold, wouldn't you try to shrink up in a little ball, or get next to a friend to conserve body heat? I would. Air molecules act exactly as we do when it comes to tempature.
Anyway, at recess, where this event actually occurs, I just watch the soccer game for a while. But I see some very angry looking clouds moving in. They look like gray cotton candy. Immediantly I recognize them to be Nimbus clouds. They are storm clouds. Just then, I hear voices around me. The panic in their voice causes me to jump, like prey hearing the footsteps of it's predator.
My friend shakes me. "Come on!" I quickly follow her. The wind and sand from the soccer field burn my cheeks, and I'm running so fast that I can't feel my legs. Despite my panic, I still have no idea what's going on. The herd of people are obviously leading to line up. But why? It's ten minutes early. "Tornado watch!" Someone yells out. Before I know it, my legs are leading me back to class along with the line in front of me. The leaves are still blowing wildly around, even if they're on trees.
Well, I was right. Today was not in the least ordinary.
