What it Means to be a Gardener

What it Means to be a Gardener

By Juancho Pedroche

In a small school in Quezon City, a lot of my friends had small dreams�"a lot of them wanted to be popular, others wanted to be a theatre kid, but all I wanted is to make the school a better place. I was never known as a student who had any confidence, so I never really tried standing out until one day, I became the student council president of my school. Ever since I was given this kind of responsibility, I never really felt I was doing any good, only thinking about how much stress this would be causing me and the whole student body of the school. I didn’t want to do it anymore. And so, I walked up to the principal’s office and had a conversation with her.

“Ma’am, I have a request please.” I said with a dead voice.

“What is it my dear?” she replied. 

“Ma’am I don’t think I can be a part of the student council anymore; it’s been too much stress for me.”

“I don’t understand. Don’t you want to be the student council president?” she wondered.

“I really do, but I don’t think I don’t think I could really handle this job.” I said and sigh.

“Okay, if you ever change your mind, the spot is always open for you since we’ll not be able to get a replacement for ten days.

As I left the school I met a boy outside the gate taking care of the small plants in the garden. I saw that boy for the past few days after school. Seeing how small the plants were never made me think that they would ever amount to anything, until one day I as I passed by the school I saw big and beautiful flowers by the gate. And that’s when I realized that in order to achieve greatness in what you love, you have to put the same amount of dedication and time towards it. After realizing those words, I rushed back to the office of the principal.

“Ma’am is the spot for student council president still open?” I said with a smile.