Soon they were all outside, standing on the field on a clear night where the moon light sprayed the dark natural ground.
* My mom taught me this. She explained that it was meant to convey messages, to our distance relative anywhere they are. Spelling the fun we wished they could partake in. *
She bent down, the next thing she did was pluck a stalk of grass. Holding it upward and showing everyone; she was so lit-as a blub radiating light. * Alright... now we willed the color of our grass into whatever color we want. * She told them still holding it upward.
* According to my mom; she said nature always listens when we speak. For that we would be whispering what the grass will show us when it's launched. *
Ariana looked at the group following her instructions, afterwards she said the last word which was " FIREWORKS. "
At the mention of her words, everyone holding onto a stalk of grass launched it into the sky.