Strawberries grow in boxes in our driveway.
Other plants randomly appear in the boxes.
I say to Bruce and Kay: Its a beautiful
day. Time for us to weed the strawberries. If you see a weed pull it out. Like
this.
Kay: How do we know what is a weed?
I say: A weed is a plant in the wrong spot.
A plant that we don’t want growing in these boxes. A weed takes all the space away
from the strawberries. It eats all the food and drinks all the water meant for the strawberries.
Would you like someone to eat all your
food, sleep in your bed? You would ask that person to go.
Bruce: My sister is a weed.
I say: Your sister is not a weed.
Bruce: She lies in my bed. She eats my
food.
I say: Your sister is not a weed.
Bruce: She’s different. She must be a weed.
She looks different. Look at her hair.
I say:
We are not getting rid of your sister. Your sister may be different from
you. She looks different. Her hair is longer but I love the differences. And I love
those plants over there. See different colours. See how they blend and look better
together. Its good to be different.
Kay is pushing aside leaves and says: Is
that a weed?
I say: Well done. It is a weed. What do we
do?
Kay: Pull it out.
We are winning. So are the strawberries.
The losers are the plants in the wrong spot. They finish up in a pile in the
driveway which is the right spot for them.