My First Garden
My Sunday School teacher was a nice lady, but I don’t remember her name. One day we had a lesson about Easter. She gave each of us some poppy seeds and told us how to plant them. I took my seeds home and planted them just to the north of the front step to our house. They grew and bloomed, and I was thrilled that I had planted my first garden and that it did so well. I still feel good about those red poppies.