I never had such a class in any country or school. I wonder what possessed the designers of school curricula in North America to decree the slaughter of batrachians.
I have no idea. We also had to dissect an earthworm, and I've felt guilty over that, as well. It just seemed so pointless. I actually did refuse to make an insect collection in my Grade 7 science class, because I couldn't see the point of cruelly murdering several dozen insects and pinning them to a board. I failed that quarter, of course, but made up the grade in later units.
I couldn't afford to fail anything in high school, though, since biology was one of the classes I needed to get into college. At least in Grade 11 we didn't do any dissections and in Grade 12 we were given a choice of dissecting or writing a term paper. I chose the paper, and that's where my love of penguins began - penguins were the topic I picked.
There was one day in the biology lab that year that I had my first full-blown anxiety attack, having noticed a dead cat on one of the benches, waiting for the student who intended to dissect it. I hope that cat haunts the student forever for that.
Dissecting frogs is a thing from the early 80's and earlier.........i think.......
It was in the fall of 1977 that I had to do these dissections. Actually, the frog dissection was done over a two-day period, split up by Thanksgiving weekend. There's nothing quite like the stench of a biology lab where a couple of dozen dead and cut open frogs have been left out over a long weekend. That, plus the chemistry experiment we'd been doing that included bromine, meant the air in that wing was nearly unbreathable by Tuesday.
