Thank you for sending home a tree seedling with each student in honor of Arbor Day.
According to the care instructions you sent along with the tree, full-grown yellowwoods can be anywhere from 30 to 50 feet tall. This is quite a commitment for our family, but okay.
The problem is that now my daughter is excited for her 50-foot tall tree, which is frankly never going to happen. I do not have a green thumb, I have a black thumb. In fact, the direct opposite of green on the color wheel is red, so I probably have a red thumb.
I can and will kill any plant, indoors or outdoors, of any variety, almost immediately. The more earnestly I try to keep it alive, the quicker it dies. Even cut flowers in a vase seem to last for less time at my house than they do at other people's houses.
When you sent home a crayfish in November at the conclusion of your crustacean science unit to permanently live with us, I accept most of the blame. I did, after all, sign something giving my permission.
Tiny did not fare well in our house.
|Lasted a little over a week.|
Six months later, periodic fits of depression about Tiny's untimely demise still surface, usually when my daughter is supposed to be doing chores or sleeping.
Either way, I learned that no good can come from allowing living things to come home from school.
I can't predict whether her grief over a dead tree is going to rival her emotions over Tiny the dead crayfish, but only time will tell.
In closing, I appreciate the sentiment with which this tree was sent home, but in the future I would humbly suggest that some sort of gardening aptitude test could be set in place in order for students to bring home further seedlings.
Have a lovely weekend; we will be grudgingly planting my daughter's tree in our yard, the equivalent of sending it to an early grave.