Personal Narrative: The Mid Atlantic Ridge

I recall tracing my small fingers along a thin bumpy ridge atop our family globe. What I now know to be the Mid Atlantic Ridge was nothing more than a mystery to me. Yet another puzzle for my curious young mind to tackle. I noticed how perfectly the continents of Africa and South America seemed to fit together, almost as if they were jigsaw pieces. I continued to search the globe and was elated to find that Madagascar fit into Africa in a similar way. This discovery sent me spiraling into a new mission. I printed out maps and with glue and scissors, proceed to try to reconstruct the earth as a puzzle. Unwittingly I was following in Alfred Wagner's footsteps in my attempts of piecing together a supercontinent. My curiosity however, did not