Check out this cool story about my neighborhood elementary school! The whole school has been learning about horseshoe crabs this year, and the students and staff just voted (by a landslide!) to change the school mascot from the tiger to the horseshoe crab. They’re even getting shirts made that say, “Save a horseshoe crab, save the world.”
I don’t have kids at Rhodes School (my kids are grown up), and I wouldn’t have known anything about this horseshoe crab love if my neighbors hadn’t knocked on my door the other day, just as I was sitting down to supper.
“We have news!” they announced.
It seems they were out on their evening walk when they noticed a crowd of kids and grown-ups headed towards the little cove near our home. They were carrying what looked like butterfly nets, and my friends, who are both curious and the opposite of shy, asked what they were doing.
When they found out that they were fourth graders looking for horseshoe crabs, my friends told them they should read Crab Moon.
“It’s not only about horseshoe crabs, but the author lives right over there!”
Well, it turns out they had been reading Crab Moon. But they had no idea that the author lived right there.
“You need to go to the Cove right now and introduce yourself,” my friends told me.
So I did.
Here I am with Susan Weber, the teacher behind Rhode School’s horseshoe crab craze. We only talked for about fifteen minutes, but as you can see from the picture, we feel like we’ve known each other for years.
I’m looking forward to visiting Rhodes School in the fall, when they officially adopt the horseshoe crab as their mascot. And I am immensely grateful that teachers like Weber are out there, inspiring kids to care about the world beyond the classroom walls.
By the way, there weren’t any horseshoe crabs in the cove the other night. But they should be showing up there soon. I’ll be keeping an eye out, as I do every year. And I’m guessing that this year I won’t be the only one.