Owen Korth, Chapin School
Life of an Eastern Tiger Salamander
“Hey, my name is Sally the salamander and I’m going to tell you a piece of my Iife that I find amusing, well now I do at least.”
I was just dozing off in Cape May County near a vernal pool when I was suddenly awoken to a deafening rumble and the rancid smell of gas. I slowly opened by eyes and saw a horrific sight, a monster! It had a long body with yellow glowing eyes and big black circles on the bottom of it (people call them cars). I was scared so I dived into the thick roots of a tree and waited till it was gone. Next morning I decided to go for a stroll to talk to my friend Susy. When I got to her den, she was gone. As a matter of fact lots of my neighbors were gone because the monsters were tearing through our habitat. Then I looked in the water and saw a can, I was scared.
Five days later, there were so many more monsters that kept on coming, all different sizes. Still no sign of my friends. Two days later, 5 men and women in blue walked into the clearing - they were wildlife biologists, then I heard a monster roaring and came up behind them. I thought it would throw stuff in my pool but instead it dumped tree stumps in the clearing to prevent monsters from destroying our habitat. One day later, all the neighbors returned and there were no more monsters thanks to the men and women. Thank you, biologists.
Written by: Owen Korth
Independent Art Project with Stephanie Neuhaus, art instruction