Answer:
I am full of holes but still holds water.
I am natureβs way of applauding lightning.
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?
Better touch me before you proceed to second.
No legs have I to dance, no lungs have I to breathe. No life have I to live or die, and yet I do all three. What am I?
What is lighter than what it is made of?