Today at the Arboretum, Camille Perrett, and myself were able to share our work at the vegetable garden with a group of about 60 second-graders. Though the main purpose of the field trip was a herpetology demonstration by University of Alabama graduate students, we were nonetheless able to spend about 40 minutes with the groups talking, teaching and sharing what we ourselves have learned. Beginning with a tour of each greenhouse, we took time to examine the process of raising plants from seed. Students were able to take in the aroma of basil seedlings while contemplating their growth from seed in potting soil on a heating pad all the way to a ready to plant, delicious herb. From there, it was on to the vermiculture bin where many girls and boys gasped at the sight of so may wriggling blood worms. A few could hardly believe that these oligochaetes could have such an appetite for an old, brown banana peel. Of course what trip through the greenhouses could be completed without exploring the tropical greenhouse, alive with the aromatic scent of so many heat loving flowers and plants, and the examination of Venus fly traps that, were they big enough, could be "man-eaters."
Monday, April 12, 2010
Preaching What We Practice
Today at the Arboretum, Camille Perrett, and myself were able to share our work at the vegetable garden with a group of about 60 second-graders. Though the main purpose of the field trip was a herpetology demonstration by University of Alabama graduate students, we were nonetheless able to spend about 40 minutes with the groups talking, teaching and sharing what we ourselves have learned. Beginning with a tour of each greenhouse, we took time to examine the process of raising plants from seed. Students were able to take in the aroma of basil seedlings while contemplating their growth from seed in potting soil on a heating pad all the way to a ready to plant, delicious herb. From there, it was on to the vermiculture bin where many girls and boys gasped at the sight of so may wriggling blood worms. A few could hardly believe that these oligochaetes could have such an appetite for an old, brown banana peel. Of course what trip through the greenhouses could be completed without exploring the tropical greenhouse, alive with the aromatic scent of so many heat loving flowers and plants, and the examination of Venus fly traps that, were they big enough, could be "man-eaters."
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