The mama praying mantis died this weekend.
You know, it was before her time. Praying mantises are supposed to live up to 14 months. This one was in her prime. She had just laid her egg sac.
Mrs. Margo thinks that a grasshopper that was sneaked in among the crickets gave her a mortal wallop before the mama bug ate it.
I think I saw a tear in the corner of Mrs. Margo's eye. I have to admit I felt a little sad too. I gave my condolences to the teacher.
"Oh don't worry." She said. "Praying mantises are like goldfish. You just flush them down the toilet and get a new one."
I can't wait.
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