Good Bye to Wild Child School 1

Gosh! My very last visit with this wonderful group of incredibly active and sweet children! Where has the time gone?

I wanted to end the program on a hopeful note, so I read the Lorax by Dr. Seuss to the group.

This book makes me emotional everytime I read it and it was especially difficult for me to keep my composure during this last visit with this group of Wild Children, especially when I got to the part about the meaning of the word the Lorax left behind.

“But now,” says the Once-ler,

“Now that you’re here,

the word of the Lorax seems perfectly clear.

UNLESS someone like you

cares a whole awful lot,

nothing is going to get better.

It’s not.”

The Once-ler then gives the child in the story the very last of the Truffula seeds and so my gift to this group before our one last walk together in the forest, was a small packet of milkweed seeds with UNLESS written on the envelope. These seeds also contain the hope that some of the great great great grandchildren of Harold (and Michael’s progeny too) will have a place to come and visit in the summer to continue their incredible cycle of life.

PS: In one of the earlier posts for School 1 there was a picture of eggs in a child’s hands. Well, I took them home to see if I could hatch them and they did indeed hatch and I now proudly share my apartment with 8 teensy slugs that live on one of my plants.