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"Most cricket species are musical, sound-producing insects that have long been part of human life and lore. For instance, according to Polynesian creed, crickets are embodiments of the souls of loved ones, and in many countries a cricket singing at the hearth is thought to bring luck and protect the home against evil spirits. The fierce rivalry behavior of male crickets was well known in ancient China; games were organized and bets were waged on the outcome of their battles. But it is the elaborate behavior of crickets, and especially their acoustic communication, which has always drawn the most attention from biologists and the general public."
"In this review, we report over 60 cricket species that are consumed in 49 countries globally. Nutritionally, crickets are reported to be rich in proteins, ranging from 55 to 73%, and lipids, which range from 4.30 to 33.44% of dry matter. The reported amount of polyunsaturated fatty acids (PUFA) is 58% of the total fatty acids. Edible crickets contain an appreciable amount of macro- and micro-mineral elements such as calcium, potassium, magnesium, phosphorus, sodium, iron, zinc, manganese, and copper. Also, the crickets are rich in the required amount of vitamins such as B group vitamins and vitamins A, C, D, E, and K."
"When I was five years old and lived in the city—in Brooklyn, New York—a miraculous thing happened one summer. A cricket! One night I heard a cricket calling. What ab beautiful sound. It was the only one, a lonely soloist calling for a mate. Each evening I'd lie in bed listening to the cricket. A few nights after the serenading began, I happened to be outside with my father shortly after dark. I saw a big cockroach and dutifully stepped on it without a thought, as I'd been taught to do. "Dad, look at the big roach I just killed!" So proud. "That's not a roach, Carl; that's a cricket." I had killed the night's music. Whoa."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei auĂźer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!