Omar and the Quiet Seed

Omar loved trading marbles. One morning at the park, an old gardener opened his wrinkled hand. In his palm sat a single round seed, grey and plain.

"Trade?" the gardener smiled. "This seed grows into something special."

Omar traded his favorite blue marble and planted the seed in a small pot the same day. He watered it, placed it in the sun, and waited.

One day. Two days. Seven days. Nothing.