There was a potted plant that stood in the hallway of the school where my mother taught. Students tortured this plant all day and every day. They tore off leaves, spit at it, threw all kinds of garbage into the pot.
My mother felt so sorry for the plant that she brought it home. She re-potted it, put it in good soil, and took very good care of it. But the plant started to die. My mother is very good with plants. She talks to them, tells them they are beautiful, and they always flourish. But this plant was dying. She did all she could to make it feel better. But the plant seemed doomed.
So she took it back to school. Once again, children were tearing off leaves, spitting at it, and treating it with the utmost disrespect.
And the plant revived. The more kids went at it, the better it felt. Soon, it regrew its lush foliage and my mother swore that the plant seemed to smile all day long.
The moral of the story: you can only take a living creature who loves school out of it at the risk of making it intensely miserable.
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lol, funny story. I guess the old saying is true. “That which does not kill you makes you stronger” 😉
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I heard a similar story last year. An Autobahn here in Germany was going to be expanded and because they were in the way, the shrubs and trees and whatnot that grew right next to it had to move. Instead of just shredding the greens completely, a bunch of hippies rescued the poor plants that had been exposed to smog and car fumes for years und relocated them to a nearby forest. Lo and behold, the plants started to fade away and before all plants could die, the rescuers moved the plants back to the now expanded Autobahn and they started to recover almost immediately.
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I also know of a plant that was addicted to alcohol and all attempts to make it go on the wagon failed. 🙂 True story.
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