A FIVE-YEAR-OLD FIGURES OUT HOW HIGH UP THE SKY GOES
Doping out the solution

I remember when I was about five or so, standing out in the yard looking up at the night sky and wondering where the stars disappeared to during the day. I figured they probably withdrew until they were too far away to be seen.

The next question my sledgehammer brain tussled with was how far up the sky went.

I figured, heck it's got to end somewhere.

Finally, I doped out the solution.

There had to be a brick wall up there, and that was where space prolly stopped, right at that brick wall.

It was quite a relief to figure that out.

Then it hit me -- Oh no! What's on the other side of the brick wall?

Didn't take me long to solve that puzzle. I concluded it was probably a real w-i-d-e wall.

That's when I quit. I was getting a crick in my neck from looking up anyway.

That's how my reasoning went at five. I have not progressed beyond my brick wall theory.

And I may yet be proved right.

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