an essay by
Bianca Blay
This year, I have decided to focus my attention on my favorite color, pink, in order to determine why I like it so much. It is illogical that I should enjoy pink, as it is such a frivolous color, while I am such a serious person. I ought to like black, or at least dark blue. But no. I have a pink bedcover in my room, and I just can't bring myself to change it.
I started my analysis by attempting to eat nothing but pink foods for a week, to determine if this sensory pleasure was the basis of the color's appeal. I started Monday morning with a strawberry smoothie, which was a pleasant change from the usual. For lunch, I had the salmon, and picked up two pods of pasta -- one with red sauce and one with white sauce, and mixed it all together to make that pink sauce we have sometimes. A few noodles did escape during this process, but I tracked them down. Then, I had some pink lemonade, pink-ish (okay, red) Jello salad, a half a grapefruit, a piece of pink-frosted vanilla cake and half a bag of pink jelly beans.
After all of this, I had to take a dose of that pink stomach medicine. That's when I decided I was on the wrong track. Besides, except for cotton candy, I've run out of pink foods. And I've never seen cotton candy for real.
Anyway, the horsehead nebula is my favorite feature of the universe. It is also known as Bernard 33, because it is the thirty-third of 366 dark nebula (dense interstellar clouds) discovered and cataloged by Edward Emmerson Bernard in the early 1900s. The bright spots in it are new stars forming, and the dark part is swirls of dust. The reason we notice it at all is because of the distinctive pink glow. This glow is caused by hydrogen gas actually coming from behind the nebula.
Image Courtesy of NASA
Bianca's story is Falling Temperatures
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