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Your Wildlife Memories

Wildlife Memories from the Team

What are your memories? #MyWildlifeMemory

Here are some of your memories that you’ve emailed or tweeted to us @froglifers 

 

“The first time I saw frogs was also the first time I saw rain.  I grew up in the Orange Free State in South Africa.  It is a region that is in perpetual drought so the first time I saw rain I was about 5 years old. It rained very heavily for a short period of time and afterwards there were tiny froglets everywhere, the roads were full of frogs, making it impossible for cars to drive along them.  I never thought that one day I would be championing the cause of the frog.” #MyWildlifeMemory

(Kathy Wormald, Froglife CEO)


 

“I was 13. We were playing football. The ball had been accidentally kicked into a pond and I had gone to retrieve it…. and I had seen them then. What I had stumbled into was another world. A world of warring males, like lusty pirates on greats rafts of jelly; a world of enormous egg-laden females, navigating vast distances to reach the pond to deliver their cargo. It was a world of death. A world of life. Prehistoric life, really. A mind-bending, sex-fuelled ding-dong – an annual ritual undertaken for more than a hundred million years, and onto which I had suddenly sprung. This was an urban area within a few hundred metres of my house, yet it seemed like something out of the deepest darkest jungles of South America. And there in the middle of it all, was the football. I retrieved it and threw it back to my friends. But I stayed. I stayed for the frogs and then noticed the newts. I stayed for the newts and then noticed the beetle larvae. I stayed for the beetle larvae and then noticed the bloodworms and leeches. And then I went back to the game of football. I went back to my normal life. I forgot completely about the frogs. But in that single moment a seed had been sown. And it was a seed that wouldn’t grow for another ten years.” #MyWildlifeMemory

(Jules Howard, Froglife Patron)


 

@froglifers Playing in Bushey Park, my brother caught by a rutting stag ‘tween his antlers and wedged there. Shaken loose.” #MyWildlifeMemory

(Deb Elliott, ‏@hollycorner, via Twitter)


 

“Trips out with my dad to local streams to fish for sticklebacks with jam jars (sadly now built over), the annual trip to see the bluebell woods when in full flower – amazing colour and scent. I also remember paddling and mucking about in rivers and getting medicinal leeches on my legs (funnily enough a pleasant memory!).  My dad was amazing at finding secret nature places – pretty sure that’s where my love of wild places comes from.” #MyWildlifeMemory

(Joanne Smith, Senior Warden at Greenwich Peninsula Ecology Park)


 

“Taking my daughters around the ponds in Florida, watching the Alligators sunbathe within 6-feet of us!” #MyWildlifeMemory

(Richard Newnham, at South Norwood Country Park Memory Bench)


 

 

“Rock Pooling from my childhood in Jersey” #MyWildlifeMemory

(Giovanni Guanind, at South Norwood Country Park Memory Bench)


 

“At a friends house (maybe when I was 5 years old) there were a load of tiny toadlets all crossing the garden at the same time. I remember being amazed by how small they were – loved amphibians ever since!” #MyWildlifeMemory

(Katie Garrett, at South Norwood Country Park Memory Bench)


 

The first time I found a wild primrose. Having lived in the industrial part of Greenwich in the late forties there was not much wildlife. When my father bought a car and took me into the countryside I just could not believe that this flower could be wild. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Don, Member of East Wickham Conservation Volunteers)


 

I remember pond dipping as a child, the excitement of what you could find, and of course finding FROGS! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Mark Skipton, Warden at South Norwood Country Park)


 

I was amazed to see a Peregrine Falcon over South Norwood Country Park. It swooped down and took a pigeon for lunch! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Robert Leonard, at South Norwood Country Park)


 

When I was about 4 yrs old I was obsessed with chocolate cake. One night I had a piece that I was too full to finish, and made such a fuss about being parted from it my mum let me have it in a glass beside my bed. In the night I woke up and there was an unbelievably cute mouse eating it and I was captivated, I longed to see wildlife but being a noisy child I very rarely did. I was so excited I told my mum as soon as i got up – AND SHE THREW THE CAKE AWAY! and I decided to keep quiet if it ever happened again. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Pat Lipscombe, at Greenwich Peninsula Ecology Park)


 

I remember being very excited when my dad built a pond and we found our first frog in it! I also remember the time my sister ate a slug! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Steph Waters)


 

Finding a toad in our garden when i was 3 and practically drowning the poor thing with a watering can because i thought it would dry up. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Buffy Smith)


 

I used to go fishing for tadpoles with my dad near my house when I was little, I wanted to keep them and raise them to be pet frogs. #MyWildlifeMemory

(William Farren)


 

Me and my sister used to collect frogs in our garden in Canada and make them houses and runs through the flower beds/grass. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Maya Gill-Taylor)


 

Frogs are what got me so excited about nature and science in the first place. One of my earliest memories is when I was told how tadpoles transform into little frogs (with a picture book). It was actual magic. I’ve been obsessed with frogs ever since! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Daniel Swindlehurst)


 

Was camping with my mum and dad and saw some deer and decided to walk towards them without question. They ran off, but there is a home video of this and in it my mum makes a comment that ‘she’s going to be a biologist” And I now am! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Nichole Elizabeth)


 

My grandfather would often take me goat herding in the mountains. During the summer months, we’d go by a little stream and catch tadpoles, water beetles and crabs. It boggled my six year old mind that a tadpole would turn out to be frogs. They’d grow freaking LEGS!?!?! I’d capture them in glass jars and play with them all day. In the evening grandpa would ask me to release them. I was always reluctant, I did manage to sneak a beetle or two past him sometimes. Although I got stern talking to when I got caught. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Sanjay)


 

My father built a pond in our garden, Then we used to go out and count the tadpoles and frogs together. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Hannah Saddler, at Eastbrookend Country Park Fair)


 

I remember going to the park to feed the ducks, and I now take my son to do the same with him. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Cassie, at Eastbrookend Country Park Fair)


 

I remember watching the frogspawn hatch into tadpoles & being amazed to see them develop their little legs and turn into frogs! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Donna Widlake, at Eastbrookend Country Park Fair)


 

I remember pond dipping on a school trip aged 5, and also dragging a large stick through the woods on a walk as a child. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Becky Gibson, at Hornchurch Country Park)


 

Playing in the fields at the back of our house in suburban Bradford. It was full of buttercups and grazed by the local farmer. There was a small pond right in the middle of the field. My mum and dad still live there but unfortunately the meadow was developed into a housing estate… but i still have the good memories of playing in there with my brother. #MyWildlifeMemory

(Benjamin Sanderson, at Hornchurch Country Park)


 

As a child in South Africa, I’d go fishing with my uncles in Knysna Lagoon, and as bait we’d use prawns we collected from the banks of the lagoon using a technique called prawn pumping. We’d push an upturned can into the sandy mudflats to force air into the prawns air hole,s and they’d come shooting out of the sand all around you! Us kids would scramble around in the mud collecting them before they disappeared back down into the mud. It was unbelievable how many creatures lived in such a barren looking stretch of sand! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Sam Marais)


 

Being 3 years old and using the plastic bags from the mini cereal boxes to catch and look at tadpoles from my pond. It was amazing and new for me as a child. It’s even inspired me to study the environment! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Nancy Polanyk, at Greenwich Peninsula Ecology Park)


 

I remember the ladybird year in ~1976 with thousands of ladybirds in my garden. Me and my brother ran around collecting them together and made a ladybird city on wooden stilts that we laid down, then we gathered sticks and leaves to make houses for the ladybirds. Hours of fun! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Lisa Muten, at Dacres Wood Nature Reserve)


 

We had a pond in our garden, and I tried looking for baby frogs in the plants. It amused me how much they seemed to like giving each other ‘piggybacks’! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Sarah Klan, at Dacres Wood Nature Reserve)


 

I remember collecting Caterpillars and keeping them in the garden whilst watching what leaves they liked to eat, And I also used used to rescue little frogs and toads from the front garden before cutting the grass and running them back to the canal! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Karina Theseira)


 

Teaching my little sister that spiders were pretty and lovely so that she would grow up liking them.  Sadly it didn’t work! #MyWildlifeMemory

(Sally Case, at Greenwich Peninsula Ecology Park)


 

As an infant, I organised some friends to ‘save the worm’, rescuing them from puddles and so on – and dispelling the myth that some of them were ‘blood-sucker’ worms (I think that meant ones with a prominent saddle). #MyWildlifeMemory

(Alan Mason, at Greenwich Peninsula Ecology Park)