A wooden plank across a small stream makes a fun bridge.
But a long bridge for lots of people and cars needs to be built especially strong so it will never sag or break.
The Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco is nearly two miles long and hundreds of feet high. It’s built to be long and strong. Under the water, its two tall towers stand firmly on the hard rock at the bottom of the bay.
Long, thick steel cables hang over the two towers. They stretch from one end of the bridge to the other. On land on each side of the bay, the cables are anchored into tons of heavy concrete so they do not slip.
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Ben, The Bubble Scientist
Ben loved bubbles.
Lost Ladybugs?
All around North America, kids and adults are looking for ladybugs. When they find a ladybug, they take its picture. Then they send the picture to scientists. Why? For the Lost Ladybug Project.
Science Magic
These activiti es may seem magical, but science is what makes them work.
The Great Scientific Cookie Caper
“There’s smoke pouring out of the oven!” Lucas yelled.
Build It High, Long, Strong
A wooden plank across a small stream makes a fun bridge.
Helping Pandas
Giant pandas once roamed throughout the bamboo forests of China.
Turtle Rescue
At first, Stella thought the turtle was a seashell. Small and round, no bigger than Stella’s ear, the tiny turtle lay motionless in the sand.
Night And Day
When the side of Earth where you live faces the sun, you have daylight, and the other side of the world is in darkness, or night.
Reaching For The Moon
The name my parents gave me was Edwin Eugene Aldrin Jr., but the name my sister gave me was the one that would stay with me all my life. She could not manage to say brother, only “Buzzer.” Later that got shortened to “Buzz,” and no one ever called me anything else.
Hello, Sunshine!
It’s me! The sun. I’m up here in the sky. But don’t look right at me.
