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Created on: February 20, 2011 Last Updated: February 25, 2011
Memoirs: My Funniest Gardening Experience
The day began slowly, as did most Sundays in those times, when I was just a nipper. At the weekends, when my parents were home from work, they tackled the little jobs that needed doing around the house and garden.
We gardened as a family, though I am not sure how helpful my brother and I were. We liked to dig things up rather than help with the planting. Weeding was our favourite game, but occasionally, our weeding went awry.
This fateful day, I was using my little rake and trowel to dig up a large weed with jaggy spikes on the stem. I had often been scratched by this plant as I played in the garden, and now I was about to solve that problem. I put all the weeds that I had dug up into my little wheelbarrow, and took them over to the compost heap at the bottom of the garden. I emptied my barrow onto the pile and went off to collect some more. After two more trips to the compost heap, I was very tired and went inside to lie down and have a little nap.
I was woken by my mother weeping and wailing outside, so I went to investigate. My parents were standing looking at the spot where the big jaggy stemmed plant had been, and I wondered why they seemed so upset. Questions were asked, and I proudly claimed responsibility for the good deed I had done by removing it, and explained that I had taken out the nasty weed so it would not stab me anymore.
When everyone had calmed down, my dad took me aside and explained that the weed was not a weed, but a very rare plant that had been a present from my mother's grandmother many years earlier. The plant was now a protected species, whatever that meant, and therefore could not be replaced. Needless to say, I was not the most popular member of the family, but the following week, dad bought a fancy replacement plant for mum, and the old plant was never mentioned again. It never stabbed me again, so all was rosy in the garden once more.
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