Near the end of the school year, our English classes were giving how-to speeches. One young lady wanted to show her classmates how to plant flowers. She asked if there was a place on the property that she could do this. Selfishly, I saw an opportunity for myself. I usually plant the flowers around the flag pole and I water them each day only to see the deer come out and eat them every year. I try hard and I have good intentions, but there are times it falls short.
So I told her to do my job and plant them around the flagpole. I went out and watched that day. She did a very good job with her presentation and had students help her plant the flowers. When they were done, the soil work looked a little rough and I was mildly concerned for their survival. Out of respect for their work, I did not try to correct it and after all the deer would be out soon to eat her flowers which I had warned her of. I began to honor my commitment to her to water them each day, but I felt bad that I hadn't tried to make sure the planting work was better.
A few weeks went by and the deer had not touched the flowers. In fact, the flowers were taking off and getting much bigger. A couple weeks later the small little plantlings she started with had grown to fill the entire planting area around the flagpole. The next week I had to leave for vacation. When I returned I was prepared to see the flowers in very bad shape once I turned the corner. To my surprise, they were thriving. One of the custodians told me that he took over the watering duties while I was gone. I was relieved because I had grown attached their success and didn't want to see her work be in vain. It was sign of hope after a tough year.
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