Volcanoes and life
One day, a hundred years from now, a new forest will be growing on the north slope of Mount St. Helens. Everything that lived on the slope before May 18, 1980, will be able to live there again. For the earth is a planet of life, and volcanoes are part of the earth. Volcanoes destroy some life when they erupt, but they also help make life possible.
The earth has many volcanoes. Some are dead, or extinct, and will never erupt again. Some are active, giving off lava and gases. Many are sleeping, or dormant. They are quiet now, but at some time they will erupt again.
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Some of these volcanoes are on the ocean floor. Others are on land. Most of the land volcanoes circle the Pacific Ocean. They run from South America to Alaska to Japan, Indonesia, and New Zealand. Together they are known as the Ring of Fire. Nearly all the other land volcanoes are in a belt that runs from Indonesia to the Mediterranean Sea.
For many years this belt and the Ring of Fire were a scientific puzzle. Why were most land volcanoes in these two regions? Today earth scientists think they know the answer. It has to do with movements of the earth's crust.
The crust is a shell of solid rock. We live on the crust, but we do not see much of it. Most of it is covered with soil and oceans. Beneath the crust is a region called the mantle. It is made of rock that is very hot. Rock of the mantle can flow, like thick tar. The crust floats on the mantle.
Earth scientists used to think that the crust was all one piece, like the shell of an egg. Now they think it is broken into a number of huge slabs, which they call plates. Each plate is made up of rock of the crust and rock of the upper mantle.
The plates are in motion, moving a few inches each year. The movement is something like that of the belt in a checkout counter. The belt rises in one place. It moves along, carrying whatever is on top of it. It turns down in another place. As the plates move, they too carry whatever is on top of them -- the ocean floor, islands, and whole continents.
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There are places where plates pull away from each other. Here molten rock wells up and sometimes volcanoes erupt. Over hundreds of thousands of years, the molten rock has built a ridge. The ridge runs through the earth's oceans, all around the globe, like the seam on a baseball. At this mid-ocean ridge new material is added to plates that are moving apart. It is like the place where the checkout belt comes up.
There are also places where plates collide. Here one plate turns down, as the belt does, and slides under the other into the mantle. Here rock melts, magma rises, and volcanoes may erupt. That is what happens around the rim of the Pacific Ocean.
Where plates collide, one turns down and slides under the other into the mantle. Here rock melts, magma rises, and volcanoes may erupt.
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In the Pacific Northwest, a small ocean plate is colliding with the big plate carrying North America. The small plate slides under the big one. Here eruptions have built the Cascade Range. Here volcanoes, such as Mount St. Helens, still erupt from time to time.
A big eruption seems like a disaster to us, especially if lives are lost. But volcanoes also help to make the earth a planet of life.
Volcanic eruptions add gases to the atmosphere and water to the oceans. Some earth scientists think that when the earth was very young, eruptions may have given our planet its first atmosphere and oceans.
Volcanoes are builders of land. Floods of lava have built big chunks of continents, such as the Columbia Plateau in the Pacific Northwest. Volcanoes build some of the earth's mountains and some of its islands. They make places where people, animals, and plants can exist.
Volcanoes are also makers of soil. Ash, pumice, and other forms of lava break down in time. They mix with the remains of plants and animals, making a rich soil. The soil nourishes plants, which support many other forms of life.
Volcanoes destroy, but they also build. And after each eruption life does come back, finding small footholds and spreading.
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Natural scientists knew that life would return to the north side of Mount St. Helens. But they were awed by how quickly it came back, by its ability to survive, by the way it appeared in even the most unlikely places.
One natural scientist visited the crater after the explosive eruptions stopped. At first he felt he was on another planet. He was standing in a rocky bowl with sides that rose 2,000 feet above his head. Rock falls kept rumbling down them. Clouds of gases and ash rose from vents in the lava dome. Near him was a rock the size of a small house.
The rock, which had erupted from inside the mountain, was a new part of the earth's surface. A greenish patch caught the scientist's eye. He found that algae, simple green plants, were already growing on the rock. He began to walk around it, looking for life. He saw a ladybug with 11 spots, starting to move around as the sun warmed it. He found a wasp laying eggs on the rock. He found flies everywhere. Then he came on a different kind of ladybug, with only two spots. He found a moth that was the same color as the rock. Finally he discovered a little opening in the rock where a bird had spent some time, perhaps an evening -- there were its droppings, which contained the remains of insects. "All this life," the scientist said in wonder, "on just one rock."
Signs of life returning to the devastated north side of Mount St. Helens
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That life, like the islands of life and the silver clouds of seeds and insects, was a promise. It was a promise of the time when all St. Helens would once more be a green and pleasant mountain and home to many, many kinds of animals and plants.
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Meet the Author
Patricia Lauber
Science gets Lauber excited. When she learns something interesting, she wants to share it with others, which she does through her books. Lauber has worked as both an author and an editor. She has edited children's science and news magazines and the science and math sections of an encyclopedia. Lauber wants to make science "both an entertaining as well as enriching experience." She has many hobbies, including hiking and sailing.
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Earth in Action: Theme Connections
Within the Selection
1. What was the "stone wind"?
2. How is plate movement connected to the Ring of Fire?
Across Selections
3. How were the eruptions of Mount St. Helens and Mount Vesuvius similar?
4. According to "Earth: The Elements," how will some of the volcanic rocks near Mount St. Helens change over time?
Beyond the Selection
5. How does "Volcano" add to your understanding of the theme Earth in Action?
6. Why is it important that geologists monitor dormant volcanoes?
Write about It!
Write a paragraph about what the next eruption of Mount St. Helens will be like.
Remember to look for pictures of Mount St. Helens and other volcanoes for the Concept/Question Board.
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Science Inquiry: Forces in Motion
Genre
Expository Text tells people something. It contains facts about real people, things, or events.
Feature
Headings tell people what sections of text are going to be about.
What Is a Force?
A force is a push or pull that acts on an object. An object at rest will stay at rest until some force makes it move in a particular direction. A force always has magnitude, strength, and direction.
Force and Motion
If an object is moving, it will continue to move in the same way until force acts on it to make it change. If force pushes or pulls in the direction that the object is moving, it will make the object go faster. If the force pushes or pulls in a direction opposite to the motion, the object will slow down or stop. A push or pull from the side will make the moving object change direction.
At any one time, there are many forces acting on the same object. For example, gravity acts on all objects.
When objects rub against one another, friction acts to slow the motion. Friction is a force that acts in a direction exactly opposite to the direction of motion. Even moving through air can cause friction.
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Force and Mount St. Helens
The eruption of a volcano involves millions of forces, some with enormous magnitudes. In Mount St. Helens, a force pushed against the side of the mountain from inside, causing a bulge . When the mountain broke open, superheated water flashed to steam. The steam then caused pressure with huge magnitude. The side of the mountain blasted out. The force caused rocks and boulders to fly through the air. Rocks and stones collided with, and knocked down, trees.
Elsewhere lava oozed down the mountain, pulled by the force of gravity. As the lava flowed, it cooled and became thicker. The force of friction opposing the flow increased in magnitude until finally the lava stopped flowing. Then it cooled and became new rock.
However, the role of force on the rock had not finished. An object at rest still has forces acting on it, but the forces are balanced. Each force has an opposing force with the same magnitude coming from the opposite direction. Even steady rock is a picture of movement and the interaction of forces.
Think Link
How does the second heading help you look for information as you read the text that follows?
What was the force that slowed down the flowing lava?
Where do you see the principles of force applied in your everyday life?
Try It!
As you work on your investigation, think about how you can use headings to organize your information.
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Vocabulary: Warm-Up
Read the story to find the meanings of these words, which are also in "The Big Wave":
wreckage
cinders
heaved
anxiously
urgently
sternly
falter
raged
Vocabulary Strategy
Context Clues are hints in the text that help you find the meanings of words. For example, if you did not know the meaning of wreckage, you could look for a context clue in the next sentence.
Jack and his father pushed off from the dock at dawn. Their boat cruised through the water until they reached Dad's favorite fishing spot. It was near the wreckage of an old boat that had smashed upon the rocks. The broken pieces of the boat reminded them to be careful. Dad made sure not to get as close to the rocks as the wrecked boat had been.
They let out the fishing lines and waited for the fish to bite. By noon, they had hauled quite a bit of fish aboard. Jack cooked two over charcoal on their portable grill. By the time they were finished eating, the charcoal had burned to cinders .
The fish were still biting, however, and they were busy with the lines. At first they did not notice when the boat began pitching in the swells. Suddenly the boat heaved , and Jack nearly fell over the side.
Jack looked anxiously at the sea and sky. "Dad!" he cried. The sea was churning. Gray, low-flying clouds had moved in. Rain was about to fall.
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"Take in the fishing lines," Jack's father said urgently . In the past, Dad had told him sternly , "In an emergency at sea, you cannot falter . You must carry out orders immediately."
"We have to get away from the rocks! Hold the wheel while I start the engine," said Dad. The engine roared to life, and they hauled the anchor up. They were quickly headed out to sea.
The storm raged all around them while the ocean became rougher. The swells were like walls of water around the boat. Each time a wave towered over them, the boat rode up and crested the wave.
At last, they were tied up at the dock. Usually, Jack loved to leave the dock and felt sad when they returned. Today was different, however. As happy as he had been to set out that morning, he was even happier to get back to the dock. He was thankful that their boat had not become part of the wreckage on the rocks.
Game
Vocabulary Swap Work with a partner. Write eight sentences. Each sentence should use a synonym or definition in place of a vocabulary word. Exchange sentences with your partner. Replace the synonyms or definitions in your partner's sentences with a vocabulary word.
Concept Vocabulary
The concept word for this lesson is cataclysm. Cataclysm means "a violent change or catastrophe." Think of some recent cataclysms. What effect did they have on the areas where they occurred? How does cataclysm connect with the theme Earth in Action?
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The Big Wave
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Genre
Realistic Fiction involves stories with characters and settings that are true to life and events that could really happen.
Comprehension Skill: Drawing Conclusions
As you read the selection, take small pieces of information from the text about a character or event and use this information to make a statement about the character or event.
Focus Questions
What are the warning signs that precede the big wave? How can nature become an enemy?
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by Pearl S. Buck
illustrated by Esther Baran
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Kino and his family live on a mountainside farm in Japan. Kino's friend Jiya lives at the base of the mountain in a fishing village along the shore of the wide blue ocean from which Jiya's father and the other fishermen make their living. Kino is baffled when Jiya one day tells him, "The sea is our enemy." An enemy? How? But Kino soon learns the meaning of Jiya's words when the big wave appears in their world.
On days when the sky was bright and the winds mild the ocean lay so calm and blue that it was hard to believe that it could be cruel and angry. Yet even Kino never quite forgot that under the warm blue surface the water was cold and green. When the sun shone the deep water was still. But when the deep water moved and heaved and stirred, ah, then Kino was glad that his father was a farmer and not a fisherman.
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And yet, one day, it was the earth that brought the big wave. Deep under the deepest part of the ocean, miles under the still green waters, fires raged in the heart of the earth. The icy cold of the water could not chill those fires. Rocks were melted and boiled under the crust of the ocean's bed, under the weight of the water, but they could not break through. At last the steam grew so strong that it forced its way through to the mouth of the volcano. That day, as he helped his father plant turnips, Kino saw the sky overcast half-way to the zenith.
"Look, Father!" he cried. "The volcano is burning again!"
His father stopped and gazed anxiously at the sky. "It looks very angry," he said. "I shall not sleep tonight."
All night while the others slept, Kino's father kept watch. When it was dark, the sky was lit with red and the earth trembled under the farmhouses. Down at the fishing village lights in the little houses showed that other fathers watched, too. For generations fathers had watched earth and sea.
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Morning came, a strange fiery dawn. The sky was red and gray, and even here upon the farms cinders and ash fell from the volcano. Kino had a strange feeling, when he stepped barefoot upon the earth, that it was hot under his feet. In the house the mother had taken down everything from the walls that could fall or be broken, and her few good dishes she had packed into straw in a basket and set outside.
"Shall we have an earthquake, Father?" Kino asked as they ate breakfast.
"I cannot tell, my son," his father replied. "Earth and sea are struggling together against the fires inside the earth."
No fishing boats set sail that hot summer morning. There was no wind. The sea lay dead and calm, as though oil had been poured upon the waters. It was a purple gray, suave and beautiful, but when Kino looked at it he felt afraid.
"Why is the sea such a color?" he asked.
"Sea mirrors sky," his father replied. "Sea and earth and sky--if they work together against man, it will be dangerous indeed for us."
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"Where are the gods at such a time?" Kino asked. "Will they not be mindful of us?"
"There are times when the gods leave man to take care of himself," his father replied. "They test us, to see how able we are to save ourselves."
"And if we are not able?" Kino asked.
"We must be able," his father replied. "Fear alone makes man weak. If you are afraid, your hands tremble, your feet falter, and your brain cannot tell hands and feet what to do."
No one stirred from home that day. Kino's father sat at the door, watching the sky and the oily sea, and Kino stayed near him. He did not know what Jiya was doing, but he imagined that Jiya, too, stayed by his father. So the hours passed until noon.
At noon his father pointed down the mountainside. "Look at Old Gentleman's castle," he said.
Halfway down the mountainside on the knoll where the castle stood, Kino now saw a red flag rise slowly to the top of a tall pole and hang limp against the gray sky.
"Old Gentleman is telling everyone to be ready," Kino's father went on. "Twice have I seen that flag go up, both times before you were born."
"Be ready for what?" Kino asked in a frightened voice.
"For whatever happens," Kino's father replied.
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At two o'clock the sky began to grow black. The air was as hot as though a forest fire were burning, but there was no sign of such a fire. The glow of the volcano glared over the mountaintop, blood-red against the black. A deep-toned bell tolled over the hills.
"What is that bell?" Kino asked his father. "I never heard it before."
"It rang twice before you were born," his father replied. "It is the bell in the temple inside the walls of Old Gentleman's castle. He is calling the people to come up out of the village and shelter within his walls."
"Will they come?" Kino asked.
"Not all of them," his father replied. "Parents will try to make their children go, but the children will not want to leave their parents. Mothers will not want to leave fathers, and fathers will stay by their boats. But some will want to be sure of life."
The bell kept on ringing urgently, and soon out of the village a trickling stream of people, nearly all of them children, began to climb toward the knoll.
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"I wish Jiya would come," Kino said. "Do you think he will see me if I stand on the edge of the terrace and wave my white girdle cloth?"
"Try it," his father said.
"Come with me," Kino begged.
So Kino and his father stood on the edge of the terrace and waved. Kino took off the strip of white cloth from about his waist that he wore instead of a belt, and he waved it, holding it in both hands, high above his head.
Far down the hill Jiya saw the two figures and the waving strip of white against the dark sky. He was crying as he climbed, and trying not to cry. He had not wanted to leave his father, but because he was the youngest one, his older brother and his father and mother had all told him that he must go up the mountain. "We must divide ourselves," Jiya's father said. "If the ocean yields to the fires you must live after us."
"I don't want to live alone," Jiya said.
"It is your duty to obey me, as a good Japanese son," his father told him.
Jiya had run out of the house, crying. Now when he saw Kino, he decided that he would go there instead of to the castle, and he began to hurry up the hill to the farm. Next to his own family he loved Kino's strong father and kind mother. He had no sister of his own and he thought Setsu was the prettiest girl he had ever seen.
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Kino's father put out his hand to help Jiya up the stone wall and Kino was just about to shout out his welcome when suddenly a hurricane wind broke out of the ocean. Kino and Jiya clung together and wrapped their arms about the father's waist.
"Look--look--what is that?" Kino screamed.
The purple rim of the ocean seemed to lift and rise against the clouds. A silver-green band of bright sky appeared like a low dawn above the sea.
"May the gods save us," Kino heard his father mutter. The castle bell began to toll again, deep and pleading. Ah, but would the people hear it in the roaring wind? Their houses had no windows toward the sea. Did they know what was about to happen?
Under the deep waters of the ocean, miles down under the cold, the earth had yielded at last to the fire. It groaned and split open and the cold water fell into the middle of the boiling rocks. Steam burst out and lifted the ocean high into the sky in a big wave. It rushed toward the shore, green and solid, frothing into white at its edges. It rose, higher and higher, lifting up hands and claws.
"I must tell my father!" Jiya screamed.
But Kino's father held him fast with both arms. "It is too late," he said sternly.
And he would not let Jiya go.
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In a few seconds, before their eyes the wave had grown and come nearer and nearer, higher and higher. The air was filled with its roar and shout. It rushed over the flat still waters of the ocean and before Jiya could scream again it reached the village and covered it fathoms deep in swirling wild water, green laced with fierce white foam. The wave ran up the mountainside, until the knoll where the castle stood was an island. All who were still climbing the path were swept away--black, tossing scraps in the wicked waters. The wave ran up the mountain until Kino and Jiya saw the wavelets curl at the terrace walls upon which they stood. Then with a great sucking sigh, the wave swept back again, ebbing into the ocean, dragging everything with it, trees and stones and houses. They stood, the man and the two boys, utterly silent, clinging together, facing the wave as it went away. It swept back over the village and returned slowly again to the ocean, subsiding, sinking into a great stillness.
Upon the beach where the village stood not a house remained, no wreckage of wood or fallen stone wall, no little street of shops, no docks, not a single boat. The beach was as clean of houses as if no human beings had ever lived there. All that had been was now no more.
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Meet the Author
Pearl S. Buck
Buck was three months old when her parents took her to China, where she was raised. She wrote her first story at age nine, and it was published in an English-language newspaper. Afterward, the newspaper printed many of her stories and even paid her for them. She decided then that one day she would be a writer. Buck's mature work is often set in Asia. Some of her greatest writing, including the novel The Good Earth, focuses on peasant life in China. Buck received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1938. She was the first female American to win the honor.
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