The Worms

A Thirdlander asked me yesterday to help her with worm rescue during recess.  There was a puddle on the blacktop, brimming with writhing worms. The Thirdlander said, "When this puddle dries up, these worms will die.  Let's move them."  Luckily I had a pencil with me and come to find out, a pencil is an excellent tool for moving a worm.  We moved all the worms.  There were probably a couple dozen.  I wonder if those worms made it. The Thirdlander asked me on one of our last runs, "What do you think about what we're doing?  Do you think this is a good way to spend recess?"  I told her I was glad some of the worms might live, but I definitely wasn't having the time of my life.  She seemed okay with that.  Come to find out, worms have small brains.  They're probably doing the best they can.If you get a chance, rescue a worm today.