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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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They were traumatised.
We didn't do much disection. Only hearts, I think.
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 11:56, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
in the lake district and came across a dead/rotten/half eaten sheep. I think my dad enjoyed telling me things eat other things even fluffy sheepys, and things die. And get eaten. And decompose (or decomode as I rather amusingly used to call it)
Oh it's a wonder with a childhood like that I didn't grow up to be a pessimistic bitch
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 11:59, Reply)
I remember coming across a goose (or some sort of waterfowl) skeleton and being fascinated by the teeth.
My dad encouraged me to be a scientist, so I dissected a heart when I was around 8 or so. Very interesting. And a fish. Its heart was pyramid-shaped.
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 12:05, Reply)
all the 'girly' girls were shrieking in the corner, so I wandered over and calmly explained that they were being pathetic. When I got told to fuck off I chucked the heart I was dissecting at them. Two of them threw up and one fainted. /snigger
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 12:02, Reply)
no blacks there. (genuinely, there weren't - although it was a pretty small school)
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 12:07, Reply)
It's more unsettling when it still has a face, but we never got to that stage at school.
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 12:06, Reply)
and watched the teacher dissect lungs and a rat.
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 12:08, Reply)
he discovered something in the windpipe of the lungs and almost threw up and stopped the experiment. I never got to see :(
(, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 12:14, Reply)
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