Thomas found a dead fish at the beach. This sort of discovery seems to fascinate and delight children. I just think...
ew, please don't touch it, or poke it, or make me look at it.
The kids were totally checking out the fish and made note of the fact that it didn't have any eyes (
ew) its skin was drying out in the hot sun, and it was sort of stuck to the rocks. The kids lost interest in the dead fish, except for Trinity. She did not like the idea of the fish being left on the rocks, dead. She said it wouldn't be dead in the water. I told her that the birds would eat the fish, and we should really just leave it there. But Trinity
really needed the fish to go in the water!
Eva came to the rescue. She put the dead creature on a piece of driftwood (
ew, please don't touch it) Observed that it was stiff (
ew, please don't make me look at it) and then set it out to sea.
We all started laughing at the sight of the dead fish sailing away on its own tiny raft.
Ciao, chowder-head!
Trinity was happy that the dead fish was now in the ocean. Thanks, Eva.
The kids were totally checking out the fish and made note of the fact that it didn't have any eyes (ew) its skin was drying out in the hot sun, and it was sort of stuck to the rocks. The kids lost interest in the dead fish, except for Trinity. She did not like the idea of the fish being left on the rocks, dead. She said it wouldn't be dead in the water. I told her that the birds would eat the fish, and we should really just leave it there. But Trinity really needed the fish to go in the water!
Eva came to the rescue. She put the dead creature on a piece of driftwood (ew, please don't touch it) Observed that it was stiff (ew, please don't make me look at it) and then set it out to sea.
We all started laughing at the sight of the dead fish sailing away on its own tiny raft.
Ciao, chowder-head!
Trinity was happy that the dead fish was now in the ocean. Thanks, Eva.
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