I remember when….
I had to make a leaf notebook in seventh grade. I hated it at the time, although now I appreciate that I can identify some trees. The gist of the project was that we had to collect so many trees and identify them. Then we had to put them in a notebook with correct information. I’m not sure what exactly the purpose of this project. I don’t remember my grade on the project. I do remember one instance of panic and frustration.
There were so many leaves we had to have, and I was really close to getting finished. I still needed a few more leaves, and I just couldn’t find this one particular tree (I can’t even remember what tree it was). Finally someone brought me a leaf from this tree, but I kinda forgot about it. I found it a week or so later…it was crumbly and moldy looking. Ruh-roh. I guess I somehow salvaged the leaf, but at the time it felt like the end of the world. You see, I’m a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to school work. Now though I realize, it didn’t require all of the drama that I brought to it.