It is the end of the school year, a teacher gave her class of students each a pot filled with soil and seed.
“Each of you is unique and special. I have given you each a pot with a seed in it. Each pot represents each one of you. Please look after the plant and grow up like the plant”, said the teacher.
The students got very excited, all of them wondered what kind of plant that the teacher has given them. Many of them did their best to look after the plant during the school holidays.
As days passes, the plant started to sprout. One leaf, two leafs. It is growing!
Litte Debby is one of the students. She is not exactly the brightest of her class but also not the bottom of her class. She has a big heart in helping her friends and teachers. Not a popular girl but has a healthy circle of friends. In short, she is a simple regular girl.
Everyday she would compare the plant’s progress with other kids in the neighbourhood. Many of them mentioned that their plants started to flower. There were all kinds of colored flowers. Red, yellow, pink, purple.
Little Debby listened to the updates with great interests. She often wondered what color of her flower would it be. Right now, there is no sign of any flowers yet and the plant looks healthy.
She would make sure her plant get watered and put under the sun every day.
Time passes, the interest on the teacher’s pot has died down. Many children have stopped sharing their updates. Many of them have even stopped taking care of their plants.
Not little Debby, every morning she would check her plant. Still no flower. Every night, she goes to bed telling herself, maybe tomorrow there will be flower.
Time passes. Still no flower. Little Debby could not take it anymore. She put her plan on the kitchen table and started the cry.
Little Debby’s mom heard Debby crying and came into the kitchen.
“What’s wrong? Debby”, ask the mother.
Little Debby cried even harder, “I did my best to look after the plant that teacher gave me, there is no flower. Other children’s plant has flowers. This is so unfair!”
Debby’s mother take a good look at the plant. After some thoughts, she smiled and said:
“I think we better ask dad to move your plant into a hole outside in our garden soon.”
Wiping tears from her eyes, little Debby ask, “Why? By putting it into a hole outside the house will it flower?”
Ever gentle and loving, Debby’s mother touches Debby’s cheek, “No. Your plant will not have any flowers. Instead, it will grow into a big tree.”
Thoughts to ponder: Not everyone will blossom like a flower. All of us are in an ecosystem called Society. We may not be rich or famous. But we can be a big tree providing shade and support for others.