I love xylem. Why do I love xylem? Well, I’ll tell you: I love xylem because it’s one of the few little memory fish left in the pool of my plant biology studies. Xylem and phloem. And pith. I remember pith. ~MA waves at the little memory fish~
Xylem transports moisture and some nutrients up into plants and phloem transports organic materials, and that’s all I know. They always sound like moral examples in some Victorian nursery rhyme:
Xylem and phloem were two bad boys.
On Sabbath Day they made loud noise.
They dirtied their faces and tore their pants
And died and came back as parts of plants.
WRITING PROMPT: What bits of things does your main character vaguely remember from school?
MA
Jane
April 28, 2011 at 8:54amGirrrl…..you crazy.
(Thanks for the laugh.)
Bish Denham
April 28, 2011 at 9:29pmToo funny!
Lea Zeqiri
April 29, 2011 at 12:34amThank god for the poem, I was so busy mispronouncing, I had phlegm stuck in my throat.
I think I’ll like this blog.
Karen Peterson
April 29, 2011 at 1:31amI knew that word, but for the life of me I couldn’t think of what it was!
alberta ross
April 29, 2011 at 12:51pmsnap – I did this word also http://www.didyoueverkissafrog.typepad.com
didn’t know the rhyme tho’ thanks
Muay Thai Los Angeles
May 2, 2011 at 4:01pmI’ve never heard of that rhyme, and I have dabbled in the plants before. My mother, who is an avid gardener, would appreciate that poem. I’ll have to pass it along š
Ava
Marian Allen
May 2, 2011 at 4:12pmThe reason nobody has ever heard of that rhyme is that I made it up for the post. š I’m glad it sounds like The Real Thing, and I hope your mother enjoys it. š