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Hey Kid! Are you in there?

Hey kid, remember when you were little and you were closer to the ground and weren't afraid to sit in the grass? Remember hearing a cricket chirp and wondering how it made that sound? Do you remember seeing a mushroom sprout where there wasn't one yesterday?

Do you remember seeing roly poly curl into a ball? Did you roll it gently? Let it crawl on your hand? Didn't it tickle? Didn't it look like a little armored bus?

Remember those grasshoppers and how HIGH they can jump? And you heard they spit brown stuff, I wonder why?

Do you remember looking under rocks and being amazed at things crawling there in the dark? What do they eat anyway?

Do you remember having a pet mouse or five? How funny it is people are scared of such a tiny animal. Remember holding it, its hands are so tiny and pink. Its tail so long and strange. They are very fast for being so small.

Remember at dusk when you saw your first bat? Did you throw things in the air to make them swoop down? They thought it was bugs to eat.

Do you remember tasting the honeysuckles nectar by pulling off the very tip? Did you climb trees and sit there watching the birds?

Did you watch bees from a distance? Were they scary? Have you been stung? Remember that? They are good for the flowers though and making sweet honey.

Did you ever see a dangling worm hanging from a thread? An inchworm! They march along funny with so many feet! Little caterpillars can crawl upside down!

Did you ever try to catch a rabbit? They are too fast! They come in so many colors and they never stop twitching their noses! They are so soft and have funny feet and ears. Do you remember the last time you touched one?


Do you remember falling asleep at night wondering what all those animals were doing out there? Where did they sleep? What were their beds like? Aren't they a lot like us? 
Don't you remember? Don't you remember? Once you were a kid too, everything was new and bright to you. So many questions, so many wondrous things.
Don't ever forget.

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