Many years ago, while I was teaching 7th grade English at our local middle school, I told one of my classes how much I loved lilacs. The next morning a boy was dragging a black garbage bag down the school hallway. He was stopped numerous times by teachers and the principal, asking him what was in the bag. He told each one it was a present for his teacher.
He stopped at my classroom door and said "Mrs P, I have a gift for you." Inside the garbage bag was a small lilac bush that he and his father dug up for me.
Our home was new, with very little landscaping, so I was happy to receive such a thoughtful gift. He dragged the bag out to my car and he was quite proud of his gift! Every spring I would think of this student as the lilacs bloomed and filled the air with the scent of spring!
When we moved to our new home, 7 years ago, we dug up a few sprouts from the large, 25 year old lilac bush to plant in the new yard. Each spring the leaves would slowly appear, however it would never flower. John said the bush was in shock - in shock?? But it continued to grow each year!
Imagine our surprise this year when we saw small blooms of purple peeking out from the green leaves! They are small flowers, but that is how it all began - and the sweet memory of a 7th gr student lives on.....
...and I have LILACS!!
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