We had a project for our major in Introduction to PSYCHOLOGY for our finals. We had to train mice, and it could pass through the maze for 7 seconds. It was really difficult because the mice didn't listen to me.
I bought a cage that cost P300, it was so expensive but I don't have a choice because it's essential for mice. I bought 2 mice as my uncle advised that the 2 mice would be better.
Then the female mice, that run so fast get pregnant. I felt so hopeless that day, but as I trained the male one he got better day by day.
Before, I trained the mice, I created a maze, I used cardboard. This project was hell expensive but it's for our grades . I didn't have an idea about how to make the maze so it turned bad. I was crying while making a new maze and thankfully my dad taught me how to properly make the doors for the maze.
I asked my brother to help me because, I can't do it alone and thankfully my brother doesn't complain at all. For reward I gave him money for his online gambling.
Creating the maze, was the hardest part for me especially since I don't have a partner. This project was quite expensive I bought a cardboard, cutter and glue stick.
When the maze was created I trained them everyday. Morning, Afternoon, and Night. It was 2 weeks when I focused on training them because I really don't want to fail.
I asked for some advice from my uncle, and I did it all. For 2 weeks, I didn't have a problem with my mice, because he ran so fast and could pass the maze for 7 seconds.
When it's time for a presentation with our mice, I am excited and nervous. All of the classmates mice were incredibly fast. I got so insecure.
It's my turn when our professor comes to me, if my mice would pass the maze for 7 seconds.
If it could pass for 7 seconds our grade would be (1.0) but if above 7 (2.0) and if 15-20 seconds (3.0). She gave us 3 attempts and my grade was 3.0. I was disappointed by my mice because I trained him well , bought a cage and fed him well and this grade he will give me. But I realize that no one is to blame, it's just that he's tired. And I accept that my performance grade was (3.0).
My classmate and schoolmate prepared their mice and trained well on the spot.
This is my mice his name was "soy soy" my mom named him. He called my mouse "Tisoy" and I said it was so long so it is a short version of tisoy "soy soy". And this one called Tisay "say say". Everyday I would get them in their cage and play with them. There are no days that I don't hold them.
These are her babies, I was so scared at this moment because we don't have a cage to put them on and my mom finds a way for them to be comfortable. She looked for an aquarium. She had 13 babies but now it's only 7 some of her babies she ate it and some of them died because her breast was only 7.
Look at them, They looked so cute. One time when I held them, they bit me. I was pretty nervous but it's not serious.