My guest blogger, Sophie, age 9, quickly sent me another gardening story after the comments (and payment) she got for the first story.
An Accident in the Garden by Sophie:
Have you ever had an accident when you were gardening? I have had two or three. But the first and most memorable one happened when I was just 4 and my brother was 6. We were digging a hole to help my mom and dad plant a flower bed. My brother turned around to fling his shovel full of dirt at me for fun. But instead of just flinging dirt at me, he accidentally hit me in the mouth with the shovel and split my tooth right in half. So that was how I lost my first tooth (the hard way). It just goes to show that gardening is fun, but it comes with risks. What interesting things have happened to you when you were gardening? Tell us some. I would like to know.
I remember when this happened; my sister had to take Sophie on an emergency run to the pediatric dentist. The dentist had to pull the tooth, and Sophie’s lip swelled up quite a bit. When we asked her what happened, she would pause a bit and then say, in her little four year old’s voice, “I don’t want to talk about it.” She is now remembering, though, and it is a good warning to keep big brothers away when you are gardening!
Fortunately, I haven’t had too many accidents in the garden. Wait, there was that one time, way back one summer when I worked in a greenhouse, when I was taking cuttings from a Cotoneaster shrub and cut a little too close to my finger. I had it checked to see if I should get some stitches, but none were needed, just a tight bandage. But I can still see a faint scar to remind me to either wear gloves or be careful with the pruners. (That’s my accident, Sophie.)