Surely at least once in our life, we have heard this word. Someone will have provided us with a definition that however beautiful and simple to understand will never reflect the truth.

Searching the speach “science” on google i find this definition <<the intellectual and practical activity encompassing the systematic study of the structure and behaviour of the physical and natural world through observation and experiment.>>

Before I start arguing, I want to make you think. What is science for you? If you close your eyes and imagine, what do you see? I see space.

The planets, Jupiter, Saturn, Mars, Venus and the Earth, where our life began.
Today we could talk about the theory of Bing Bang, this outbreak that has allowed the energy to obtain what we call life. How is it possible.

Time ago I read in a magazine that for a microorganism we could look like a planet. What a similarity, yet now that I think about how many cartoons I have seen with similar stories. Our hairs like thick forests, it’s really strange. But it’s not far-fetched. We are evolved organisms, Darwin showed our resemblance to primates, but also did something more complex. He showed how in the first moments of life, when we understand each other in the early stages of embryonic life, many living beings resemble each other. Then genomics creates the differences and chickens stand out from the T-rex.

All animals are so different, yet the conditions for life to be always the same. Let’s think about how you breathe, how your lungs swell or how you pump blood to your heart. To make it even more magical are the mitochondria, that we will learn are thought to come from bacteria. I want to conclude this first page by offering you a reflection: why do we need aesthetic standards when we have to be perfect just to be alive?