When I was in high school, I dissected a lot of animals. Worms, mice, sharks, cats, pigs, frogs. I can still remember the sharp tang of formaldehyde in my nostrils as I peeled back skin and moved internal organs around. I did not enjoy any part of the process and the memories are not pleasant.
I'd prefer pictures of skeletons over the actual dead animals any day. To me, skeletons are art: lovely in structure and imbued with mystery and majesty. Like this frog. Look at the way all those bones stretch through those long limbs. So delicate and so beautiful.
I found this illustration in "Beginners' Zoology," published in 1921 for Canadian high school students. I hope those students were lucky enough to not have to dissect the frogs.
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