All around North America, kids and adults are looking for ladybugs. When they find a ladybug, they take its picture. Then they send the picture to scientists. Why? For the Lost Ladybug Project.
There are thousands of different kinds of ladybugs. Some have many spots; others have just a few. They can be big or small, round or oval-shaped, and any color from red to orange to yellow to cream.
The ladybugs the scientists are looking for are very hard to find. One kind is called the nine-spotted ladybug. It has—you guessed it!—nine spots on its back.
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Ben, The Bubble Scientist
Ben loved bubbles.
Lost Ladybugs?
All around North America, kids and adults are looking for ladybugs. When they find a ladybug, they take its picture. Then they send the picture to scientists. Why? For the Lost Ladybug Project.
Science Magic
These activiti es may seem magical, but science is what makes them work.
The Great Scientific Cookie Caper
“There’s smoke pouring out of the oven!” Lucas yelled.
Build It High, Long, Strong
A wooden plank across a small stream makes a fun bridge.
Helping Pandas
Giant pandas once roamed throughout the bamboo forests of China.
Turtle Rescue
At first, Stella thought the turtle was a seashell. Small and round, no bigger than Stella’s ear, the tiny turtle lay motionless in the sand.
Night And Day
When the side of Earth where you live faces the sun, you have daylight, and the other side of the world is in darkness, or night.
Reaching For The Moon
The name my parents gave me was Edwin Eugene Aldrin Jr., but the name my sister gave me was the one that would stay with me all my life. She could not manage to say brother, only “Buzzer.” Later that got shortened to “Buzz,” and no one ever called me anything else.
Hello, Sunshine!
It’s me! The sun. I’m up here in the sky. But don’t look right at me.
