When Will My Plant Grow? a short story by Emma Mitchell

"When will my plant grow? I remember I planted it about three weeks ago, so it should be growing by now," I told my mom. "Honey, you have to wait, because plants don't always grow fast." "I don't want to wait," I shouted.

I went to my dad. "My plant isn't growing," I said. "You have to wait, because you don't have to just worry about the plant; don't waste your time, because you can play with your sister, brother, baby sister, or baby brother. "No," I answered.

I went to my sister. "When will my plant grow?" I asked. She replied, "I know that not all plants grow fast. Just take your time to play with us, not worrying about the plant." I was mad.

I went to my brother. "My plant won't grow," I said. "Well did you put a seed in it?" he asked. "Yes," I said. "Well, did you give it water and put it in a sunny spot?" he asked me. "Um, well, no," I answered. "Then do it!" I didn't do it.

I went to my baby sister. "Ooh," said my baby sister.

I went to my baby brother. "Gug," he said. "I guess you don't know."

I went outside. I sat. Then I stood up. I went to the kitchen. I got a cup and poured water in it. I went outside and poured the water on the plant, then I moved it in a sunny spot. "Time for supper," Mom said. I washed my hands, then ate supper. I went to bed.

In the morning, I got dressed, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, then went outside and looked at my plant. "Yay!" I shouted as a I jumped up and down. "My plant grew!" I went inside, told my Mom, Dad, sister and baby sister, brother and baby brother that my plant grew. "It did?" they all asked. "Yes! Come look!" They went and saw it. "Wow!" they said. "I watered it and moved it in a sunny spot and it grew!"