Today’s things are: great aunt, ant, plant
My Great aunt Kath had a real green thumb, literally. It was from the many hours she spent in the garden. She had a way with plants and a great dislike of ants.
So, when my teacher Miss Teresa invited us to bring an aged relative to class, I jumped at the chance to ask Great Aunt Kath if she would come in for me.
Great Aunt Kath had a frown that signalled she was not happy when she was unhappy. Going out was not something she entertained very much as she aged and grew less mobile. As it was, she was attacking a new ants’ nest in her rose garden, and that was far more important than the whims of a small boy.
But mum talked her into it, and on the appointed day we rolled Great Aunt Kath into my classroom. We seated her in a wheelchair for ease of mobility, and once she was in front of the class, she went into instruction mode. We were fascinated by her knowledge but more so by her green thumb which she showed us and allowed us to inspect. It was green she said not from tending her plants but from being bitten so many times by the green ants in her garden. Hence her dislike of the blighters, as she referred to them.