The Worldwide Wanderings of the Wormapillar

Today at Forest School, we were on the trail of  three wormapillars. They had grown too big to live at home, so they set off to discover the world. At first, they felt very brave and grown-up visiting exciting new places. Wormapillars do not have very good eye sight, so they rely on their sense of touch and hearing. The wormapillars thought they had found a good place to set up home, but just as they began to settle in, the rain came splashing down. With no shelter, the wormapillars felt very scared so decided to travel on to somewhere drier.

Next, they reached the desert where they basked in the glorious sunshine. All was well until they realised that their skin was beginning to dry out and there was no water for miles around. They ventured onward until they reached a coolingly squishy swamp. As they happily hopped from log to log and they began to think that the swamp would make a squishtastic home, they were startled by an angrily snapping crocodile, who less than pleased to have been disturbed from his slumber.

The weary wormapillars wandered on. Soon, they reached the dappled shade of a lush green forest. The swaying branches bowed down to greet them as they wiggled along the cool forest floor. Could this be their new home? A rattling, hissing snake spiralling down from the trees above begged to differ.

Just when the wormapillars thought all was lost and they would never find a place to call home, they were discovered by three intrepid travellers. These plucky young fellows (who had tracked our wandering wormapillars on their journey) vowed to create the perfect pad for each of weary wormapillars.

And so they did.

The children had great fun following the wormapillars along the blindfolded rope trail, crawling over branches, climbing along logs, weaving through swaying fabric, shaking maracas and clattering castanets.

At the end of the trail, they found trays in which to create their worm gardens. They collected pebbles, pine cones, soil, flowers and bark from around the grounds to decorate their gardens and provide everything their worms needed to be happy. The children asked if they could take their trays home so that they could continue to take care of their new found friends. The boys had been careful to provide food, shelter, water and things to entertain their little wormapillars. So I have no doubt they will be happy in their new homes.