Growing up and working in my grandmothers yard was always fun to me. Even when we were pulling weeds she always made it fun. As I look back almost 50 years I can still remember those days. My grandmother would always be sure and teach me something or show me a trick. I was also very lucky because she lived just across the street so when ever I wanted to visit I would stand on the side walk and call out to her grand ma come and get me. Sure enough the screen door would open and she would come and walk me across the street.
I always remember that everything was organizes and all the gardening tools were in the spot they belonged and that everything was rinsed and put back in it’s place when you were done with it. My grandmother was raising here family during the depression so had learned to recycle and reuse things. When something needed to be bundled up it was done with a giant rubber band that was cut from an old car tire inner tube with a big pair of scissors. Probably not something most kids would see today. Heck they would not know what it was.
But that was not the important part of working in my grandmothers garden. The important part was the time she spent with me and the patience she had. She would show me something no matter how many times it took for me to catch on and then was thrilled for me that I understood or could do what ever it was she had taught me. This is an important lesson. Not so many kids now a days have an opportunity to learn skills and life lessons from their grandparent or even their own parents. Families are not as closely knit as they use to be and there are a lot more distractions in our fast paced world today.
As I get older I realize the importance of patience. I believe a lot of it has do with gardening. Growing plants and waiting for them to flower or fruit these are the rewards of your patience. Nature has it’s own cycles and time frames and it is patient as well. So as I think about those lessons learned so long ago I realize that my grandmothers garden has a lot to do with my successes today.
Seeds I planted and watered grew but not the next day like I had hoped for. Through the wisdom of my grandmother she encourage me to wait as nature would provide me with the flowers soon enough and she was right. In a couple of months there were flowers everywhere. I think this is an important lesson for those of us who have an opportunity to work with children or are an influence in their lives. When growing a garden you tend to it’s needs and nurture it and in return you are rewarded with a beautiful garden. So must you with children. Encourage them and pay attention to them. Find times when you can impart life lessons to them while you are busy doing activities with them. Growing children and helping them to grow is like growing a garden just much much more precious.
Take time to teach a child about gardening. Spend some time filling their memories with happy times and positive reinforcement. As the child grows you will be able to take pride in the fact that you being their made a difference in that child’s life.