Gravity is the force of attraction that pulls all matter together. Simple, right?
This is Professor Mordy Maven, Thinker, Wonderer, and Figure-Outer of all things Science-ish. What that basically means is I try really hard to figure stuff out. I do the hard work so you don’t have to!
Today, I came home starving, so I sat down to have an after-school snack. As I was carefully placing the jalapeno herring on top of my peanut butter cracker, I reached for the ketchup. Before I could get it, my sister lunged over her highchair, grabbed it, and threw it on the floor. “Down!” she said. I bent to pick it up, and she threw her apple slices and like ten thousand Cheerios on top of my head. “Down! Down!” she screamed, cackling hysterically.
As I brushed Cheerio crumbs out of my ears, I muttered to myself, “Of course, it went down. If you throw something, it’s going to fall down.”
But that got me to thinking. Why do things fall down? Why doesn’t anything ever fall up? I scarfed down my PB and herring and hurried up the stairs to do some research.
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