I murdered my class' tadpoles today! Well, on accident. I think it was more negligent homicide. I set their habitat outside in the sunshine for a couple of hours. It wasn't a hot day, the high was 70 degrees. I went out to check on them once and thought all the flopping around they were doing was pirouettes of happiness and gratitude for such a lovely outing. I was mistaken. A couple hours later, I went to retrieve them and both were belly-up. I am way scared to tell my students. They are only five years old! MOST traumatic. I'm kinda traumatized myself!