The age-old question which scholars and school children have answered with equal thought and insight is one in which I have my own theory – simple yet obvious – and one in which I am sure to be nominated and ultimately win some worldly award for Questions Yet To Be Answered To The Satisfaction Of All Mankind.
So, why is the sky blue?
Simple. So we can see rainbows.
Brilliant, right? Think about it.
If the sky were red, the rainbow would be missing a stripe.
Same goes for yellow, pink and orange.
Also, had the sky been white, how would we know if it were cloudy?
Brown or Green? Mountains and trees would vanish, camouflaged. Millions of people would be walking around smacking into things.
So why does blue seem the perfect choice?
Blue sets off all the other colours so that we can see and appreciate their beauty.
Now stay with me. I have saved the best for last; the indisputable, award-clinching part.
If, as I say, the sky is blue so that we can see rainbows, why does that matter?
What good are rainbows?
Rainbows symbolize hope.
An end to the storm.
The light at the end of the tunnel.
That tomorrow is a new day.
And as long as we all have hope, we’ll keep our chins up, our eyes on the horizon and keep searching for that elusive pot of gold.
And what better reason is there than that?
Would you agree? Comment or nominate me for the world award below.