This is a story for little tender saplings, like me.
In the springtime, when I was just a tiny seed, I was whipped away from my mother tree in a swirl of wind. It was thrilling, but very scary. I watched as other seedlings twirled away far and wide. Some landing on the roof tops, some swept into nearby fields and puddles, and others upon the roadways. We didn't know what the future would hold for us.
In all the confusion, I landed in a sheltered spot. It was warm and dry there, not too hot and not too cold. A very secluded spot where I could take root. It was a relief to be nestled in there so safe and sound. I even took a nap!
As I woke up and began shooting my roots down into the earth, I felt I was in a good place to flourish. The warmer the days became the more I found myself becoming a sapling. But . . . soon I felt something hard and heavy on the top of me. I realized I had seeded myself under shale.
As I reached for the sun, I grew slowly every day, but I was growing twisted and crooked. The rock did not budge, even when I was pushing so hard to get around it. How was I to get out of here? I pushed and pushed and grew and grew, but I could not get off the ground.
When trees grow their leaves, we do a very important job. We take in carbon dioxide and give off oxygen for all the animals on the earth to breathe. I felt very important, but sad at the same time. I wished to grow tall and majestic some day. I wanted to provide shade and breeze too, for the birds and squirrels.
Then, one sunny day, I felt my world change! A gardener discovered me! She exclaimed how happy she was to see me. I was just what she was looking for!
The heavy rock was lifted off of me. The earth was tenderly cut around me and I was free. I was transplanted into a lovely pot, given new fresh soil and even though I was twisted and crooked, the gardener gently took the bends away. Very patiently, she tied my trunk to a straight and strong support stake, now allowing me to grow straight and strong too! And I did!
By the end of the summer, I was ready to be transplanted once again into the warm rich earth. Now I can be all I was meant to be!
I know there will be storms, sleet, hail and snow, along with the rain and sun. I am thankful every day that love and kindness make all the difference in making us happy and glad to be alive, and to strive to be our very best.
This is a true story, written by gracious gardener, Bea A. Rescuer, living in Southwestern Ontario, Canada, The Thames River runs through, where limestone shale provides a solid bed.
"From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow." - Aeschylus