I remember once I was doing a science fair project and part of it involved swabbing an earthworm to see what kind of bacteria were on it. I don’t do well with any kind of worm, especially as a kid, so I didn’t want to. My mom (who is even worse with worms than I am) said that she’d hold the worm for me if I agreed to do it, to be my moral support. That was enough to get me to swab the worm and finish the project and win first prize at the science fair.
Seemed like a relevant story.