A while back, I gave a talk about astronomy to a bunch of third graders.
I told them about how the lots of stars end their lives by blowing themselves up in what are called supernova. Then, I told them about how the universe began in a huge explosion called the Big Bang. It was fun — and the kids asked a lot of great, crazy questions.
But after I was done, getting my coat on to go, a little girl came up to me with a very concerned look on her face.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just want to know if I am going to blow up, too?" she asked, earnestly.