Bam! The cold set in. Glaciers in the mountains dug away at my distant rocky cousins (October). Torrents of water carrying loads of sand and gravel rushed down mountain streams. I’ve been told some of you humans use the stuff to make roads and buildings. I’m also told forensic scientists solve crimes looking at the sand (September).

But the craziest ride of my life happened a few days ago. I’ve been hearing rat-a-tat-tats and soft booms for about 30 years now (November). But just the other day the rat-a-tat-tattin’ got real loud. Next thing you know – KABOOM – I’m flying through the air. For the first time since I was sediment, I saw the light of day. I was sitting in a pile of rock when some geologist picked me up. The rest of my kin folk got scooped up, dumped into a yellow truck, and last I know, they were headed for a big noisy machine. Lucky guys.

Me? I’m stuck here in this office.