Waiting is always the hardest part, or so it is said. We have been waiting patiently for 21 days for the hatching of our chicken eggs. The children have watched over the eggs, carefully turning them twice a day, peering through the window in the incubator at the thermometer and keeping an eye on water levels for humidity. Yesterday when they saw the first signs of cracking they were super excited. There was one little beak peck that got bigger as the day went on but at the end of the day nothing had happened. Just a little bit bigger hole and a whole lot of peeping.
This morning, day 21, already had one small speckled chick, Eleanor, waiting for us. And two more quickly arrived after the students did. We videoed the hatching and watched as the first chick “helped” this one get out of the shell. He pushed, pulled, and pecked the other one out. It looked like helping but maybe he was just bored or hungry. This one was a little egg shaped yellow one who first showed himself to the world with one foot. The class thought it looked like a moose antler. So of course he was named Moose.
The three are now in there getting dried off and trying to contort their little bodies from egg shape to chicken shape. We are streaming a video feed live from the incubator to the projector and watching as we work, more watching than anything. One other egg has a couple peck marks and another is shaking and rolling gently but no cracks yet. Three out of fifteen isn’t a good percentage but we will keep watching and hoping more arrive.
It really is quiet a miracle that these little animals are inside these tiny eggs.