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Rocks, Flowers, and Concrete... Oh My!

Of all of the gifts that I received as a teacher, gift cards were my least favorite. Gifts from the heart were the greatest.

Leslie would walk to school every morning with her sister and brother. The trail on which they walked was flanked by dirt, broken pieces of concrete and rock. Just off the trail were wild flowers, which at certain times of the year, were overgrown and abundant.

Leslie would arrive to school and come directly to my office where I was either 1. prepping and gathering my materials for the day, or 2. not there because I was in a meeting.