My grandmother, Beverly Stokes, is truly one of a kind. Lucky or unlucky, the rarest situation will happen to her. The Lockhart Family has no idea why she always ends up in these circumstances, but we get a huge laugh out of them. One of the funniest stories that has happened recently, is the bee story.
It goes like this: It was early in the summer of 2015, my grandma had traveled to Stuart, Florida to check on her condo and the river house. Sometimes, my family rents out our river house to families for their vacations. The last family who was staying in the river house, had said that they have been seeing bees in the house. The family called the owner, who, at this time was my mom, to make her aware of this. My mom sighed and told the family
Walking away from everything you once knew and starting over is never a picnic. Leaving Iraq, and moving to America has impacted my life more than anything. I was only 4 years old at that time, and the only English I spoke was “excuse me, water please.” My family and I did not know it then, but our lives were going to change; we would become “Americanized”. Learning English was one of the massive changes that occurred, the way I dressed (culture), and even the way I had power to go to school and educate myself.
The article “Hivey Leaguers” discusses problems affecting the bee population in the United States ranging from chemicals and insecticides to Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD). Colony Collapse Disorder occurs when the worker bees disappear from the hives, leaving behind the queen and the nurses to take care of the immature bees. This newly discovered threat to bee populations caused widespread panic in the entomologist community and lead to a race to find the cause, and the relative cure. Though this new disorder was a danger, the real bane of the bees was a much more sinister, and domestic, threat.
A threatened bee will sting its aggressor, and it will subsequently die. The insect will remain peaceful and tame until it realizes it is in danger, then it will give its life to defend its home. In The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd, a 14-year-old named Lily learns about how her mother died. She ran away from home and with that, a whole wave of confusion and anger stemmed from learning the truth and facing her fears. From all this, we can learn how we should strive for acceptance.
Last week, The students that attended Ridgedale Middle School have to run a mile semi annually for physical education. This seems like a normal event, but in one of the trees, lays a gigantic nest with yellow and black insects entering and exiting. This Hornets nest can fall at any second! And yet, they still have students running underneath it. For “The Mile,” the students of Ridgedale Middle School(RMS) could have been drastically injured! Many students have drawn the conclusion that this nest is is responsible for all of the bees on the grass field, in front of the school. Above, this nest is hanging on a 50ft branch, which is something that even the oldest grade, eighth grade, didn’t even knew existed;”All this time, I’ve been running
It was a normal, peaceful Wednesday morning in Tuscon, Arizona. Four landscapers were called to tend to a yard for a ninety-year-old man. One of them turned on his lawnmower. Almost immediately, the vibration of its engine had disturbed an enormous hive of approximately 800,000 Africanized bees nearby. The noises appeared to be a threat to the colony. As a result, thousands of them swarmed the men, injected their venom, and clogged their orifices up, such as their ears and nostrils. There were so many bees that one of the first responders had described the sky getting dark from the flock, although it was sunny out. From this attack, one man died and another received one hundred stings. This one of the many examples
If you try to race a swarm of Yellowjackets, you are in for a world of hurt. When I was 12, my friends and I decided we would have a race amongst the magnolia trees near our house in the country. Closer to a shrub than a tree, the limbs hung low to the ground, creating a perfect obstacle course for the neighborhood kids to play in. When we decided on a set of rules and nominated a referee, we made our way to our starting positions. After we started to maneuver our way through the bows and crooked trees, I ended falling behind due to me being the slowest of the bunch. It was at this point, I heard a faint noise from under my feet and immediately stopped to inspect the ground around me only to see a Yellowjacket nest. During my slow understanding of the situation, I had managed to step on and kill at least one of the yellow bugs that were guarding the nest's entrance. The reaction was not something I had
Bees when they get sick usually fly away from the hive so they don’t give out the disease and now beekeepers are finding the many if not most of their hives are gone not dead just gone. It started with a man named_who lives in _ US and one day came to work with all of his bees were gone. He had so many bee hives with
Attention Getter: Bees are dying at an alarming rate and we just don’t know why!
On a cold December morning snow blanketed the ground while a frozen mist masked the trees. Only the very tops could be seen. I stepped outside and inhaled the clean, crisp Texas air. Still half asleep, I walked to the truck feeling the soft powder compact beneath my boots and the snowflakes melt as they hit my skin. It was the time of year that I had been longing for.
Another event more recently was reported in Pennsylvania where Keepers reported a 53% loss of their hives. But what made this event most serious was the loss of 1/3rd of bee hives within the United States as a whole. This event appeared to have no particular rhyme or reason for this cause and no singular circumstance could be pointed to as an exact cause of such mass destruction of one species that is crucial to food production within the United States ("Honey Bees and Colony Collapse Disorder").
Growing up was though. The hardest part was learning how to dwell with unpredictability. When I was a kid, it enchanted me. I was fascinated to observe how randomness could yield starry skies, carve underwater caves or compose the most fascinating stories. Still, I wouldn't let uncertainty flow through my veins. I craved for maintaining the status quo on whatever was within my reach. I built LEGO's exactly as the manuals suggested, did group projects my way and only accepted challenges I could handle. As a child, I was afraid to take a leap beyond my safe boundaries. However, I was obligated to flee far away from them.
We have been trying to stop these bees, there are people trying to track them
America’s bees are slowly beginning to suffer. The number of hives had been at 6 million during World War 2, and then decreased to 2.6 million in 2006, then fell below 2 million for the first time in memory (Jacobsen). From the very start honey bees have been an important factor in our agriculture. They serve as a nutrition source for flowers in order for the flowers to grow and make the crops that are needed. Honey bees had originally originated in Africa and when they came into higher northern latitudes they became to evolve into large colony sizes and build up excessive stores of honey to survive the cold winter (Kritsky). When Spring comes and bees begin to pollinate flowers, people tend to get in the way of the process so as a result bees will hurt the human. However, not all bees can sting. Female worker bees are the main ones that sting others (Kritsky). They serve as a line of defense so therefore will act as nature has taught them. For example, when my brother was younger, he went out into the backyard to search for some frogs since it had just rained the night before. While in the searching process he went under our deck that we had and started scrounging around for them. After awhile we suddenly hear a loud high pitched noise and it’s him running and crying from the bees that had just stung him. There were a bundle of flowers under the deck and he must have not realized that they were there considering his main focus was to capture the frogs.
Jim and Jan Nesti have been in the bee business for years and their bees aren’t dying. To keep their bees safe they had to know what’s killing the bees.
My Family and I were at home eating dinner. After dinner I told my mom that I had left something on top of the mountain, so she said “‘go up to get it Mary. But she didn’t want me to go alone so I went to go see if my friend was home but he wasn’t so I disobeyed my moms rules and went up by myself anyway. And it was starting to get dark so I had to get the base fast but I couldn’t find it. Now it was really dark and 2 hours had already passed and I couldn't my way off the mountain because it was so dark. And with my luck my phone died so I couldn’t call anyone for help, so I just started walking and walking after a little bit I realized I was getting nowhere so again I walked eventually I just fell and went to