Science week had arrived, but still the eggs had not hatched. The place was abuzz with anticipation. A visitor to the building would have thought that the Pope was coming, but no, it was the imminent hatching of the chicks causing the students to be shell-shocked with excitement.
One day, we could hear peeps coming from one of the eggs, and soon two chicks began chiselling their way out of their calcified prisons with the help of a specialise egg tooth on their beaks. They emerged a day later, moist and blind, but within only a couple of days, students marvelled as they developed their fuzzy down feathers and became extremely cute. Pilgrims travelled from as far as Harris Primary to lay eyes on the chicks, while tutor group 7SA- TS was ova the moon.
What a fine opportunity to see the biology of birds first hand! And what better symbol of the rebirth of spring with Easter just around the corner?
Now you are probably wondering: where are the chicks now? Did they end up at McDonald’s? Or did they stage a ‘chicken run’? I am happy to say that all of the chicks who hatched are now in the good hands of a few students who have taken them into their families’ respective chicken coops to be raised as egg-laying chickens. I think it is safe to say that a few people will not be eating chicken for at least the next while.