We had to dissect a fetal pig in the seventh grade....... I WAS NOT O.K. WITH THAT!!! My poor mom tried everything to get me out of it. When she called the school they said I would have to do it or take a zero...... when the day came I saw the pig all tied up and hid under the table the whole class crying... my awesome teacher (he always was my favorite) gave me an A anyway... I guess no one realized how traumatizing it would actually be for me. (or he was embarassed for his 12 year old student hiding under the table crying )