We took 41 first graders to the nature center on Friday. We spent the morning talking about habitats and food chains and protecting the environment. We did plenty of hands-on activities and got to see some pretty cool creatures.
And then? The field trip massacre.
It was right after lunch, and we were lined up outside to start our thirty minute guided hike. One of my deaf education kiddos, "Sherry" was at the the front of the line with some other girls. I suddenly heard a commotion and I turned around to someone crying "IT'S A BUG!!!"
Without a second's thought, Sherry brought her foot up as high as she could, and with all of her seven-year-old might, she slammed it down on top of the small beetle.
I gasped. Our tour guide gasped. Hadn't we been talking about protecting the environment and the creatures who live here?
"OH NO!" I said to Sherry. I didn't want to make her feel too bad (it's instinct after all, isn't it?), but I did give her a short lecture.
Our tour guide addressed the other 40 first graders and explained how we would be walking around any bugs that came across our path instead of on top of them.
She came back to Sherry and glanced down at the offending bug.
"I guess you should put it out of its' misery and finish him off...."
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