“Do you think it’s happy?” asked Pola.
Very gently, Tomek scooped the beetle into the cup. The beetle was dusty and slow. Then, as a class, they walked in a quiet single file to the garden. They found a damp patch of soil under the big oak tree, near a log. nowi tropiciele klasa 3
Finally, Ms. Maj allowed them to investigate. Very carefully, Tomek and Zosia slid the edge of a plastic ruler under the tile and gently pried it up. “Do you think it’s happy
“But this is a tile ,” said Pola, the artist. “Tiles don’t groan. They crack or they don’t.” as a class
The class gasped. A prisoner for three years? Longer?