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Originally Posted by Carolly
Yes I remember when I was about 7 or 8 living in Ilford going with my little boyfriend Stuart Foster........ere wonder if his reading this  .....to Valentines Park and go fishing for me little tadpoles....oh boy me eyes are getting wet now with this memory and those happy times doing me fishing with me little fishing net   |
I brought a glass jar to the forest, with holes in the lid, there were thousands, I just scooped them up in my hands....mom and dad always thought I should have been a boy.
THEN, I bought two white rats! Dad made me this gigantic cage for them, tons of room for them to explore, all kind of things to go inbetween....then the female had babies......I had no idea she was a girl and he was a boy! I quickly read up, and we placed the male to his own part of the cage which dad then sectioned off, otherwise he would have eaten them!
I would take them outside and they would play in the grass!
but watching the tadpoles ever so slowly turn into little frogs was the best experience for me.