Good night Positrons! What did we learn today? I was out planting in the backyard this evening. I was taking some ivy from the northside of our land. It was getting near dusk. As I slowly pulled out the seedlings I saw these tiny little neon green dots everywhere in the soil. I got to looking closer and they were little tiny white worms with glowing heads. I had never seen these before. I had April come over to have a look with me. She and I both thought they could possibly be firefly larva or something of that nature. It was friggn amazing looking. Any Positron guesses out there? There has to be some Positron Biologists out there...I know it! ;-) So anyhow. I got the ivy to its new location, by the fountain....for those of you keeping tabs. And I suddenly recalled a story I havent thought about for years. I harkened back to Junior High school, and my science teacher Mrs. Dahl. This memory came flooding back to me as I was replanting these Ivy seedlings. I was recalling early on in Mrs. Dahls class. We had to do a dissection on a green bean seed. Some of my South Junior counter parts might remember this. So, we dissected the bean and learned how basic there form was. How they grow and how most plants grow to maturity, and how they repopulate themselves in nature. I remember taking an extra bean home with me that day and putting into my pocket. I took it home and showed it to my mom. I told her all about what we had learned in Science that day and I asked her if she would help me to plant this bean seed, and to see if I could make it grow to maturity. So my mom and I went out to the garden in the backyard and we scooped up some of that wonderful Red River Valley, black dirt, into an old ice cream bucket. My mom showed me just about how far to drop the seedling into the soil. We watered it, and for months I nurtured that little bean seed. It was essentially my baby! ;-) I Religiously watered it each and every day. Often changing its position in the sun to get the best results. That bean grew into a very large plant. In fact it started to become almost unruly some months later. As I was cultivating this little bean over these many months I thought Wow, I really need to bring this into my Science teacher Mrs. Dahl and show her how big the plant had become. From that little bean to this towering bush. I will give it to her as a gift! So, that Spring my mom helped me get that little bean bush, into a bag and I brought it to school. Walked it all the way up to South Junior. My friends were asking me all about it and seemed genuinely interested. I got to school and anxiously stored it in my locker until Science class. I of course went a little early so I could present it to Mrs. Dahl. I walked into her classroom with this giant bean plant in my hands and a great big smile on my face! Hey Mrs. Dahl! Do you remember last fall when we dissected those bean seeds? Well, I took an extra one home and I have been watering it and taking care of it all this time! And, I would like to give this to you today as a gift! My little 7th grade self was over the moon about giving this gift to Mrs. Dahl. She was so very touched by the gesture. Really. She looked a little bit choked up at first when i told her the story. Then she regained her solid footing and became my Science teacher again. ;-) But.....for a moment it was as if I was giving a girl flowers for the first time. ;-) Mrs. Dahl then said Oh Andy, that is wonderful and thank you so very much! I will take it home and put it in my kitchen! And Andy, I am so impressed with all of your work in caring for this plant over these many months, that I would like to give you extra credit for this project. You have learned a lot from this little bean plant. Indeed I did! And today I harkened back to this same joy I experienced whilst I was replanting these Ivy seedlings. You see, I did learn a life long skill from my 7th Grade Science teacher....and made her blush a bit too... ;-) and my dear mom sure taught me a whole lot about gardening as well. And, that carrots straight out of the ground, always did taste a bit better with a little bit of dirt on them. Really! But its sure funny how our memory works in regards to such simple things. After all, I will always be that little boy from 216 Polk St., son of Robert and Jule Lindquist. Number 6 of 7. I will forever be proud of my home town of Grand Forks, North Dakota and all of the people I grew up with. I guess that was my little Jack and the Bean Stock story for the night! ;-) thanks for indulging me Positrons! It really is the simple stuff that brings us the most lasting Joy! :D :D :D Boooooooooya Andy Out!
Posted on: Sat, 07 Jun 2014 04:37:34 +0000
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