I said goodbye to some old friends on Friday.
It was time for these little guys — salmon that my students raised from fertilized eggs in their science classroom — to make their way out into the river. Our 7th graders spent a gorgeous Friday on the river bank, releasing the fish, conducting a watershed survey, and relaxing in the sunshine to do some journaling and reading.
They loved the hip waders we used to collect temperature readings and macroinvertebrate specimens.
Here I am, releasing the stragglers after all the students let their own fish go from paper cups.
They seemed happy to be free, but I can’t help but worry. It’s been three days, and I haven’t heard from any of them. They don’t write… They don’t call… I’m guessing some of you who have had kids go off to college can relate.