Examples of a Water Cycle Story

Post April 16, 2021

Example of a poem about a student’s water journey:

A Water Droplet’s Journey

I’m a little water droplet,
The ocean was big,
Little as can be.
And I met a new friend.

I’ll tell you about my cycle,
We flowed onto land,
But you must listen carefully.
Inside a plant yet again.

I first was in a plant,
I stayed here a long time,
Far, far from the sky.
Then I felt a happy sensation.

Then suddenly I left it,
I exited the plant,
The sun’s heat made me fly high.
Through transpiration.

It was strange out in the open,
The same feeling hit me,
Still rising in the air.
Just like it had before.

I saw I was water vapor,
I turned into water vapor,
Hit the clouds and waited there.
And began to rise once more.

In the clouds it was cold,
I was next up in the clouds,
My form changed yet again.
Now feeling quite great.

This time I was back to a droplet,
But then before I knew it,
Then I fell into the ocean.
I began to precipitate.

Example of a story written from the Project WET activity:

The Journey of Molly the Water Molecule

Hi. My name is Molly the water molecule. Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I’m short, stout, and full of water! I am also exhausted because of my long journey of the water cycle! I would like to tell you about my journey.

I was minding my own business, sitting in a lake, and all of the sudden, I started rising into the air. I was evaporating! Up into the sky I went, with other water molecules following me. We all decided to grab a dust particle and we condensed into a cloud. I was getting a little squidish and bored so the other molecules and I started to precipitate. Down, down, down we fell – ahhhhhhhhhhhh! We fell down as snow and I fell on to a solid ice. Splat! Boy, that hurt! I spent a long night shivering.

The next day I finally felt myself warming up. The heat from the sun was turning me into water vapor. Back up into the air I was going. Yes, I was evaporating again. I formed another cloud with some of my other water molecule friends. Condensing again was very tiring but I got through it. Soon it was time for me to precipitate. With a limited amount of water coming down, we fell out as rain.

That is the story of me, Molly, as a water molecule during the whole entire process of my trip in the water cycle.

Examples of story from https://www.dec.ny.gov/26.html