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November 5, 2012Inspiring teachers and playground rivalries - what makes school stories so special?Picture the scene: I am 13 years old in a biology lab, dissecting an innocent amphibean whose life has been laid down for science. A serious hush has broken over this class famed for its chatterboxes. The frog is lying on its dorsal side, limbs pinned to the dissection pan. Vulnerable isn't even in it. The dissecting scissors are icy in our hands. First the skin must be pierced and it isn't very yielding. Bits of back bone are hard, the flesh is dark and menacing. We have rinsed our creatures and patted them dry with paper towels but the reek of the formaldehyde makes me nauseous.Posted by Jim Zellmer at November 5, 2012 1:19 AM Subscribe to this site via RSS/Atom: Newsletter signup | Send us your ideas Comments
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