When Michael Turner was seven years old he had two pet mice. One of them died and he buried it by the railroad tracks. The next morning on his way to school he started digging it up. Suddenly he was attacked by a swarm of wasps. Stung all over he was too ashamed to go to school or to go back home. All day he walked up and down by the tracks. When people asked why he wasn't at school, each time he invented a new excuse or lie. One of them was that he was on a nature assignment from school to observe animals by the tracks. Animals that only ever came out when he was alone there.