Life of a Phasmid
By Jonathan Wong, Primary Student
We are Lord Howe Island Stick Insects. We fled the lush green Lord Howe Island many years ago. We made our way to Balls Pyramid, a jagged rock in the middle of the thrashing blue ocean, close to our old home. How did we get there, you ask. We swam there of course, and we found a nice large hole. The roomy black crater was a notoriously difficult climb from the narrow opening. As the dust cleared, we started creating our nest. We’ve survived there ever since, eating passing by worms. Each morning, a streaming ray of sunlight comes into the dank cave, and we wait to be discovered again. We are Lord Howe Island Stick Insects.
And we are survivors.