On this installment of “Eyes on the March” We’ll learn about “The Island of the Glow Worms.” Have you ever wondered where those glowing little classmates of yours have gone? Those weren’t your friends anymore! Those were glow worms! “What’s a glow worm?” you ask. “Shine little glow worm.” “Glimmer. Glimmer.” “Shine little glow worm.” “Glimmer. Glimmer.” “Light the path below above” “and lead us on to love.” Glow worms are radioactive little mutants created by Russian communist death beams sent from the Kremlin. Some treasonous scientists claim they were created by consuming high volumes of our own contaminated drinking water in a government mind control experiment gone terribly wrong! But those scientists are dead now so who cares what they think? Even letting one glow worm look at you for too long will poison you with their horrible disease. Thanks, Annie, for being our test subject. “Gee whiz! What a creep!” That’s the spirit, Alan! Now you know why we can’t let the glow worms live among us. But where can we send them? Let’s ask the glow worms. Where would you disgusting monsters like to be exiled to? “Maybe an island somewhere in the middle of the ocean.” Doesn’t seem far enough to me but if you say so. Ah, a tropical paradise. The Island of the Glow Worms. You kids are lucky. Not everyone gets their own island! And look! The glow worms have found some food already! “Lay off!” Look at these savage mutants go! Do you want them eating YOUR pets like this? (laughs) I didn’t think so! “Oh! My arm! It feels like it’s broken!” After a month on the island it seems one of the glow worms has gotten injured. “Couldn’t we have a doctor?” (laughs) Of course not, Jan! We can’t risk infecting even one healthy doctor. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” “Playing nurse and trying to fix your arm.” “What do you know about it?!” “Nothing but somebody’s got to do something!” “This is no fun. I’m going swimming.” “Hey, stupid!” “Don’t you remember there’s sharks in the water?” “Oh, I forgot.” Sorry, glow worms. You’re not allowed to leave. We wouldn’t want those sharks getting infected when they eat you, would we? So, what do you think of your fun island getaway? “I hate it!” “This is no fun…” “It stinks.” (laughs) Well then good news little glow worms! You’ll all starve to death soon!