Love the story, Kitty. And...I cannot imagine having a pet beetle in my classroom. That's...just...ew. Ew. *shudder*
I don't do class pets anymore. Not after I killed the hamster...
But your story reminded me of the first grader I had, who tried to sneak ice from our science experiment. Stuffed it in his pocket... Fortunately, someone ratted him out before it melted completely. I asked him what he thought would happen to the ice by recess, and one of the prissy girls shouted out, It'll melt and it'll look like he wet his pants!
I figured that was punishment enough for the poor kid...
I don't do class pets anymore. Not after I killed the hamster...
But your story reminded me of the first grader I had, who tried to sneak ice from our science experiment. Stuffed it in his pocket... Fortunately, someone ratted him out before it melted completely. I asked him what he thought would happen to the ice by recess, and one of the prissy girls shouted out, It'll melt and it'll look like he wet his pants!
I figured that was punishment enough for the poor kid...