//------------------------------// // Mrs. Shy’s Personal Flowers // Story: Teacher Mothers Of The Week // by Lonely Fanboy48 //------------------------------// All the students entered Mrs. Shy’s classroom. Mrs. Shy has pots with a variety of flowers on her desk and tables. Despite her students expecting lessons involving animals from Fluttershy, her mother has something different for this week. “Yona can’t believe there’s flowers instead of animals.” Yona replied as she enters the classroom. “So do I” Ocellus added. “Maybe Fluttershy’s mother is using flowers for Fluttershy’s meadow.” Sandbar commented. “If that was the case then we would see pots of flowers there, which we didn’t.” Smolder said. Star Tracker who’s still wearing a bag around his head, sits by Sandbar as all the students took their seats. For a couple of minutes, Fluttershy’s mother enters her classroom and notice Star Tracker wearing his bag. “Star Tracker can you please take your bag off? You’ve been wearing it all day.” She asked nicely. “Is it really a big deal? This is my last class of the day.” He replied. “Tracker, your going to be in Flare’s office after this class. It’s a intervention.” As much as Star Tracker refuses to expose himself, he never understood why he’s going to an intervention but he still has to follow Mrs. Shy’s directions. He slowly took off his bag and luckily no one is messing with him during class. Mrs Shy takes the bag from Tracker and places it on her desk as she begins her class. “I know all of you expect me to show you something about animals like my daughter has been doing, however I plant flowers instead.” Mrs. Shy then takes one of her flower pots and shows them to her students. It’s a daffodil completely fresh. “Now I understand planting flowers take a while so for this one and only assignment for this week, you can pick which plant you want to make. I have all the instructions if you need some help.” Most of the students felt off with the idea of making plants while others liked the idea so they can give their parents an addition to their garden. Smolder raised her hand up since she’s one of the students felt off with the new assignment. “Do you think we should do something else like what Fluttershy does because from where I live, dragons don’t plant flowers.” “Oh well ummm….” Mrs. Shy didn’t think that the dragon tribe was different then ponies but it wasn’t until Silverstream raised her hand. “Wait a second!” She shouted. “If Smolder finishes her project can I PLEASE take it home with me?” “Nevermind, I guess even dragons like myself need to learn something from other tribes even if we can’t keep something we never done before.” Smolder rolled her eyes. “So much for that.” Sandbar commented. “Alright then, everyone line up to get your instructions.” Mrs. Shy places the pile of sheets on her desk while her students make a line. They take their time to find which plant project they wanted to do and surprisingly, every single creature in the class found the plant they want to feed and study. They pick Tulips, Irises, and Common daisies. Mrs. Shy’s hopes never disappoint her now that her assignment is becoming more of a future opportunity for her to give inspiration for future students if she ever gets the chance to take over her daughter’s class. For the next ten minutes, all the students got their instructions with dirt in bags while they have empty pots and seeds representing different flowers. Sunflowers, azaleas, gerberas, amount another plants will become living but safe things by the time their real teachers return from their vacation. Mrs. Shy is impressed that everyone is getting set up for their first step of making plants. “I wanted to thank everypony...and creature for picking my instructions on what plant you want to do. It really means something since I never saw anything like this ever happens to me.” She said with her sweet tone. “You bet, we always do the same for your daughter.” Silverstream commented. Mrs. Shy was more kind than Fluttershy when I comes to her encounters with other ponies. She spent most of her life taking care of Zephyr Breeze (even if she hopes she wasn’t right now), doing her full time job just like her husband, and also stays in Cloudsdale. But at the same time she has a personal secret involving her interested into flowers. “You don’t understand.” She replied after what Silverstream said. “In my whole life, I never did something like this. I didn’t even do an volunteer donation.” Then Sandbar raised his hand. “There’s something I’m meaning to tell you. If your daughter’s hobby is about taking care of animals, what makes plants important to you?” “That’s a really nice question.” Ocellus added. Mrs. Shy found Sandbar’s question more unexpected than she thought. Even her friends at her daytime job never told her about her hobby. She went to her bag of supplies for her one week job of this occasion and takes out her photo of her in front of so many kinds of flowers during her trip to an flower sanctuary. “When I have the time for me and my husband to go out in Equestria, we go to eat at restaurants and other activities. One of my activities is us going to several flower sanctuaries to see so many plants.” November Rain raised his hoof up to ask a question. “Why do you go to different sanctuaries instead of one?” “Because I want to study plants I haven’t seen before. The more you find, the more plants you make.” Then Smolder raised her hand. “Is that why there’s fifteen choices we can do in our assignment?” “Yes. I wanted some volunteers to show what they got when it comes to taking care of plants. That way not only with my daughter will be impressed but it also makes me proud to see that there’s several ponies having some respect to planting flowers.” The students can see what Fluttershy’s mother intentions mean. They see her some kind of role model, even she has the same issues her daughter has when it comes to talking to others. With only one week, they will do their best to not only get their plants on time, but make them really beautiful. “Anyway, I will help out anyone in this class when you get stuck on something. I’ve been doing this since my filly years.” After her final instruction, her students begin their first step on their assignment. For the rest of the class, students put their dirt in their pots while they pot their choice seeds in the dirt. Mrs. Shy poured water in all the pots and as for the next step tomorrow, her teaching skills is just beginning.