Sunday

This Sunday, my church was doing a thing called 'Share God's Love Sunday'. We set up examples of our hobbies and passions in a big room, and we got to tell people about them. I, naturally, brought my worms. At first, mostly little kids hovered around me, each wanting a turn to hold a worm. Most of them remembered that I brought my worms last time, but that didn't diminish their excitement. After the kids left, more adults came, wanting to learn. Most of them wanted to hear about how the worms are used for gardening, but some others were more interested in the history (At least, they were after I told them that most worms are not native to North America.). I wish I had taken some pictures, but I was busy (and my hands were dirty), so I'll see if I can find some on facebook or something.

All My Ideas Are Gone

I'm starting to run out of ideas about what to write about. Should I talk about robins eating earthworms? The spread of invasive earthworms? The increased usage of worm castings as fertilizer? Should I contact a professional worm-grower (somehow I managed to make that sound like a sport, don't know how I did that) and get him to tell us all about his average day? What should I write about???

Actually, looking at all of that, I may have some ideas after all.

Radiation Free Worms? Not So Much.

I thought this was interesting. Japanese researchers collected earthworms 20-150 km away from the crippled power plant there and tested them for cesium. What they found is almost shocking; the earthworms collected had 1000-300 becquerels of cesium in them, depending on how far away from the plant they were collected. The government allowed limit for human exposure is only 500 becquerels. How can these earthworms, these small, moist, fragile denizens of the earth, be able to withstand such high contamination levels? Yet another mystery about worms.

You can see the article I got this information from here.

Poetry?

Next week at my school, there is going to be a Poetry Slam. For those of you who don't know, a Poetry Slam is basically a contest, you have to read an origional poem and are judged on the poem and how you read it.
I want to do a poem about worms, but I'd also like some people's opinions before I read it next week. So please comment on anything I should add, take away, or anything else I can do better. Compliments are also nice. But keep in mind that I am not quite finished.

Wriggling,

Through the dirt,

Not a care in the world,

An earthworm is picked

Up

By a careless child

The child

Not knowing its precious burden

Goes to the tool shed

In the corner of the backyard

Withdraws a trowel

And cuts the worm in two

Singing a song about earthworms,

Singing a song about earthworms.

A Robin,

Sitting high on a tree

Looks down in the grass and sees the

Earthworm

Unable to move

Slowly dying on the freshly mowed lawn

It swoops down

And gently snatches the worm

From its soft deathbed of grass clippings

The Robin flies back to her nest

And looks fondly at her fledglings

As she dangles the worm in front of them

And they

Chirp a song about worms

Chirp a song about worms