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?
JaneApril 28, 2011 at 8:54am
(Thanks for the laugh.)
Bish DenhamApril 28, 2011 at 9:29pm
Lea ZeqiriApril 29, 2011 at 12:34am
Thank god for the poem, I was so busy mispronouncing, I had phlegm stuck in my throat.
I think I’ll like this blog.
Karen PetersonApril 29, 2011 at 1:31am
I knew that word, but for the life of me I couldn’t think of what it was!
alberta rossApril 29, 2011 at 12:51pm
snap – I did this word also http://www.didyoueverkissafrog.typepad.com
didn’t know the rhyme tho’ thanks
Muay Thai Los AngelesMay 2, 2011 at 4:01pm
I’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 🙂
Marian AllenMay 2, 2011 at 4:12pm
The reason nobody has ever heard of that rhyme is that I made it up for the post. 😉 I’m glad it sounds like The Real Thing, and I hope your mother enjoys it. 🙂