The Legend of the FireFlower
"…On a huge hearth a great fire was burning, and the fire was a huge heap of roses, and yet it was fire." Looks can be deceiving. On my right hand, I wear a steal band of twisted rose buds. This provides endless confusion for my students; first because they can't tell left from right, and second because I'm not married. "Then why do you wear a ring?" It's a valid question. "To remind me of the FireFlowers ." Elementary students are the best. Their minds are curious and imaginations still intact. Questions have not yet become dangerous and they ask out of a desire for truth. These questions are an invitation into their minds and hearts; a teachable moment... a gardening moment. And I'm here to garden. "The smell of the roses filled the air, and the heat of the flames of them glowed upon his face. He turned an inquiring look upon the lady… ‘Go and thrust both your hands into that fire,’ she said quickly, almost hurrie...