This morning--as my 1st Period Class was on a round-about at the back of the School (an adventure designed for each kiddo to add to the wealth of their individual Terrariums)--I was greeted with a *shreek*! *snake*!!
Upon inspection, I (of course) scooped her up. While I spent time in the holding, and the transference of the heat of my own palm into the body of this splendid specimen, I spent a good-few minutes talking about the differences between cold-blooded, and warm-blooded, organisms.
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This cold, wet day then became a fountain of discovery, enlightenment and reflection!
Two kiddos in my 3rd Period (entirely (and previously) creeped-out by the idea of such things) subsequently became enamored of the Experience; one, young, girl actually held this creature for over ten minutes. I watched as her hands progressed from extreme trembles, to a state of immense calm.
The second kiddo responded similarly; I witnessed the first time that she actually became present to experiencing such a thing.
I mean: the distinct, singular immediacy of a person actually conquering their inner-most fear. Real-Real.
It was all absolutely fabulous!