It was inevitable. Although we try hard to give our mealworms (Beloved Class Pets) everything they need to survive, some of them are not going to make it.
It happened today. Two of our students discovered that their mealworms had passed to the Great Mealworm Habitat in the Sky. There was much discussion and debate as to the cause of death, but finally they accepted the difficult truth.
A few moments later, the two girls were huddled in the corner, whispering.
Makayla came over and announced, “Elizabeth said we are in the Dead Worms Club and she made me say some words about my mealworms.”
I can’t wait until the mealworms turn into beetles. Beetle Baby Showers? Gender Reveal Cakes? I will be surprised at nothing from these kids.
Inside Recess Again 
Too funny❣️🤭
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They are so funny! I once had a group pf 4th graders who had a funeral for a Paddington mask after their play had been performed. They even had a recorder solo!
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Oh the joys of teaching. And it sounds like you have created a space where children have some freedom to express themselves. You know this wouldn’t happen in every classroom, right?
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Your title got me hooked. I think we should develop this idea of a dead worm club more!!!
Very cute slice. yes, it is so good to hear those quiet conversations, that reveal what caring little people they are.
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I love the way kids think. They are so genuine and sometimes just funny!
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I absolutely had to read your post after seeing the title of Dead Worms Club! When my son was in first grade last year, his class also made their mealworms (and later their beetles) the Beloved Class Pets. When he found out just before winter break that he could not keep his mealworms and pets and raise them as part of the family, he cried for an hour. I think a Dead Worms Club would actually have made him feel better. ❤️ Here’s hoping you are actually spared the battle baby showers!
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