My co-worker Debbie continues to work on the Middle School Meadow. She really wants to get some native plants going there for caterpillars and butterflies. I have to admit, I’m starting to think the grass will choke out any plants we put there. But Debbie is indefatigable.
Yesterday, I helped her weed-whack the grass. There were several non-grass things growing. Many of them were hard for us to identify. Some, we knew we had planted. Others looked like weeds. I tried to chop around the ones we decided we’d leave. Mostly it was daylilies and milkweed.
As I was packing to head home, I noticed how tired my arms were. And my hands were really weak and shaky. I think holding a gas-powered weed-whacker and swinging it around was secretly a lot of exercise. By the time I got home, I felt exhausted. Fortunately, I didn’t have an evening commitment last night. I tried to stay up until it was dark out. TV helped.
Well, of course your arms are tired – you weed-whacked a meadow on a hill!! Holy cats! You’re lucky your arms didn’t break right off. Plus, you used one of those really heavy words – ‘indefatigable’ – which I just copied-and-pasted since I didn’t want to spell it wrong five times.
I think you’ve stepped out of the prescribed 7th grade vocabulary limits.
…and a NEW winner for the daily “HA!” – Mrs. Pester!!! Yea, Beth, for making me laugh out loud just as 8th grade boys were coming into my classroom. I now have some ‘splainin’ to do, Lucy…
Indeed, Brad is quite the sesquipedalian blogger. Luckily for me, I have dictionary skills.
And way to go on all your
hardassiduous work! (I’m trying to sound smart, but it’s just not working)“Sesquipedalian”?
Does that mean “seven-footed”?
“That sea creature is a sequipod. See the suckers at the end of its seven feet?”
Now that looks like a technical biology word I neglected to have my sophomores make a vocab card for in the last unit. Drat.
(Picturing a seven-tentacled cephalopod now – the stuff of Ray Harryhausen!)