One of the most interesting classes I had last year was A.P. Biology. Yes, I know I wrote about how much it aggravated me, I still think it was pretty darn awesome. This series hopefully depicts the better times I had in the class.
Gross, I know, but that was the very beginning of my favorite class last year.
Our very first lab was studying the eating habits of slugs. This means that our homework that first Friday was to go out and collect at least five slugs, more for extra credit. Our rather large class of nine was successful in our searches for the slimy little critters. I grabbed an old, plastic ice cream tub to house my catches in and dubbed it "The Slug Pad."
Only when I got to class that Monday did I realize how my seemingly triumphant 12 slugs paled in comparison to one of my lab partner's nearly 200. I thought it was cool that she could get so many! This picture above is only a fraction of her huge tub-full.The class gathered around to wince and gag as she uncovered the overcrowded box.
As class went on and we got through our lab papers, my two lab partners and I were put on Slug Duty as the little slimeballs kept escaping from their prison of plastic. Thank goodness for gloves!
At the end of the lab, a week later, we set our captives free. While dumping out The Slug Pad, I turned over a leaf to find a slug that had laid some eggs! Our class, being the cool kids that we were, turned her into the class pet, Bertha. We made sure to give her water as much as we could remember every day and even gave her a mini-terrarium to house her future babies.
Unfortunately, our beloved Bertha sadly dried out died from the change in surrounding atmosphere.
R.I.P. Bertha! You are sorely missed!
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