How Does Your Garden Grow?

When I casually mentioned to my friend that I had been asked to teach a preschool gardening class, she nearly fell of of her chair.  When she finally stopped laughing long enough to breath, she gasped out, “YOU! Do they know about you? Did you tell them??” 

Obviously, my friend knows me too well. (And she can’t be content to just make a non-committal sound like Shaun has gotten so good at)  Sadly, it’s true.  I have what’s known as a black thumb.  In fact, I am always in awe of a plant that can survive my well-meant nurturing.  So, of course, I told them that I wasn’t really a gardener before I accepted the job.  But I think they must have been desperate as they wanted me anyways. 

Besides, I really didn’t think that how well I could (or rather couldn’t) garden should matter  with this class.  After all, my only guideline was a paragraph written by someone else a few months ago. It said the class was to be “a hands-on exploration of how seeds grown, the work of bugs and much more”.  Easy Peasy.   It also mentioned something about crafting and  simple planting.  I’m really good at planting things…it’s just keeping them alive that gives me problems.

Thanks to my good friend Google, I was completely prepared for the first day of three back to back classes.   What I wasn’t quite prepared for was for these preschoolers to bring along their moms…and their dads…and their grandparents…not to mention all the cameras and camcorders!   I suddenly realized that in addition to teaching the kids, I had to impress the adults with my…um…vast knowledge…of gardening.  Yeah.

Fortunately for me, I have no problems with talking to a crowd or with being silly enough to grab and keep the attention of young children.  I got laughs from the parents when I told the kids that I pulled up the best plant in my garden to show them all the parts of a plant.  I really wasn’t joking when I showed off my magnificent weed.

my plant I did mention that I was in awe of anything I could grow!

We talked a bit, did a small project, then went for a walk to a patch of dirt the park had provided for us.  We were going to plant nasturtiums (and boy was I glad I had looked up the proper way to pronounce it before I came!)  because they are fast growers.  It turned out that the kids had no interest in planting seeds.  At least not while there were much more exciting things to do with the dirt…like play with worms.

To my relief  no surprise, everyone had a great time and may even have learned something.  As they were leaving, one of the grandpas turned to me and told me  that I wasn’t a teacher…I was a saint.  Now all I have to do is figure out what I can do to top the worms next week!

I’m also wondering if I should tell my friend that I’ve been asked to help out with the preschool cooking class…

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25 Responses to How Does Your Garden Grow?

  1. Frances says:

    My daughter volunteered me to teach her seventh grade class about Buddhism – she told me two days before I had to do it!
    I am sure you made quite an impression.
    I had a friend Muriel who had no luck at all with plants.
    She used to say, “If you don’t like a plant send it by my house.”
    Looking forward to reading about the cooking class.

  2. Amanda D says:

    Great post! I think that I could benefit from your class. This year, my yard looks pretty good. But that is only because the previous owner did wonderful things. No way will I be able to keep it up.

    Can’t wait to hear about the cooking class. πŸ™‚

  3. It’s always more about being a teacher than what is being taught. Sounds like fun.

  4. leeann says:

    Ummmm do you know the name of that weed?

  5. Sam says:

    It sounds like you are a natural, and your ability to admit that you aren’t blessed with a green thumb likely endeared you to everyone. If you are somewhere that you can purchase a pack of ladybugs I highly recommend it for next week. Just be prepared for lots of ladybug “action”.

  6. Kim says:

    lol Glad everything worked out and you were able to fool both young and old! Good Luck next time – maybe there will be some ants around! Here from NCLM

  7. Jay says:

    I don’t really know much about gardening at all. Don’t you just plant some seeds in the ground and then water them until they grow? Seems easy enough. πŸ˜‰

  8. Betty says:

    Clever girl! Don’t agree to help with the cooking class until you find out if by “help” they mean “wash dishes.” lol

  9. Jocelyn says:

    You ARE a saint. The good thing about teaching little kids is that, um, they need to learn how to kill things before they can learn to grow them, so you’re just the right teacher for that.

  10. Jocelyn says:

    You ARE a saint. The good thing about teaching little kids is that, um, they need to learn how to kill things before they can learn to grow them, so you’re just the right teacher for that.

  11. Susan says:

    Frances~Isn’t it nice that your daughter has such faith in you?

    Amanda~Um…you caught the part where I don’t really know how to garden, right? And technically I’m only subbing for the cooking class and shouldn’t need any prep work. How hard can it be???

    Jenn~Good point.

    Leeann~Maybe Louise?

    Sam~I’m not sure the ladybugs would be as fun as worms…they can escape! What do I do with them???

    Kim~I’m hoping for potato bugs

    Jay~Don’t underestimate my black thumb

    Betty~You are so wise, why didn’t I think of that???

    Jocelyn~Thank you!

    Jocelyn~Thank you! πŸ˜€

  12. babyamore says:

    hi
    I’m here from NaComLeavCom
    sounds like everyone had heaps of fun .
    My Little Drummer boys
    warm regards
    Trish

  13. Stephanie says:

    That there looks like a Foxglove πŸ™‚ Which I find highly amusing that you took in to preschoolers. It’s digitalis……it can kill you if you eat it. ROFLMAO. Whoops. I have one in my yard as well….I thought it was comfrey. My friend had to correct me. Once the flower spikes started I would have totally known what it was…but when it was bushy it totally looked like comfrey. Oh well. They are really pretty πŸ™‚ Just don’t go munching on it okay?

  14. I just love the way you don’t take yourself too seriously. I hope to hear more adventures with your classes.

  15. Cheryl says:

    Good for you, Susan. I’m not at all surprised that you pulled it off. I used to have a black thumb too, but now it’s green. Your’s could be too….

  16. Susan says:

    Steph~Foxglove? Isn’t that like a real plant…not a weed? And Shaun pestered me into pulling it! Then I took it to poison little kids… Now what! LOL I’ll have to check before I take anything else in…

    Ruth~I’d go nuts if I took myself seriously!

    Cheryl~I think maybe you overestimate my thumb.. πŸ™‚

  17. Jendeis says:

    Congratulations on teaching such a successful class! I’ve got a black thumb too. I got an AeroGrow for my birthday, so I’m hoping that the machine will be able to overcome the curse of me owning it.

    Here from NaComLeavMo.

  18. Emily says:

    LOL! I’m totally bad with keeping plants (other than weeds, of course) alive. I’m so bad that I actually kill cactus!

    Thanks for posting on my blog!

  19. Fun experience. Gardening is a lot of fun, although I guess it’s understandable that kids don’t want to plant seeds. Even I, as an adult, don’t have the patience to wait for plants to grow. Visiting thru NCLM.

  20. loribeth says:

    Thanks for stopping by my blog! LOL at all the parents & grandparents tagging along with video cameras — seems like everything is a huge production when it comes to kids these days!

  21. Duck says:

    sounds like fun!

  22. What a sweet post! What a wonderful compliment from the Grampa! I wish you equal success the next go-round.

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