By: Olivia Morse
We were eleven from the start,
We each learned to give our part.
To the sky, land, and sea,
We looked for where climate change might be.
Al Gore, Muller, and many more,
We learned what scientists thought was in store.
We studied albedo, currents, and radiation,
Then electronics, programming, and circuits took our concentration.
We would send up a balloon into the stratosphere,
Equipped with sensors to report the data that was there.
We were split up into teams of three,
The Flying Monkeys, Team Sparkles, and Team Maple Leaf we would be.
Long nights were spent programming and soldering boards,
Finishing proposals and straightening out cords.
We went on road trips to see how far our radio connection could go,
And watched parachutes fall to the ground below.
As launch day approached we worked through the night,
Before long our balloons were in flight.
Up, up, and away they flew through the blue sky.
We watched the GPS to see how far they would fly.
On the back roads of Pennsylvania we followed the GPS,
Putting the minivan and cars to the test.
Some groups found their balloons high in a tree,
Others still wonder where their balloon could be.
Although we were left tired from launch week,
We looked back on the knowledge that were able to seek,
Learning about Fresnel zones from our tech guy Jay,
Gaining programming experience, and how to solder the correct way.
Nothing can compare to the friendships and connections that brought us together,
The memories of late nights in Paine, smoothie runs, and movie watching will be with us forever.