GIFTS

Since we moved to our new Elementary school storey building, I have noticed something, I had never appreciated in the past.

Being on the third floor and looking down at my world, I notice many tufts of dark green: tropical trees with, “afro hair.” Trees full of foliage donning dark green healthy leaves, “bushy fros.”

These trees must be over forty years old and pop up in the narrow interspaces between buildings, in the neighbourhood.

From where I stand, I also see an expansive forest about 10 kilometres away. A dense space that meets our eyes with a thick row of dark green, welcome foliage. A habitat for many species.

It seems a forest in the middle of a city is rare as it is surrounded by tarred roads and cement buildings.