A Bunch Of School Kids Surprised Their Janitor With A Ride-On Lawn Mower And His Reaction Is Priceless

Source –  A maintenance man at a Georgia childcare center got the Christmas surprise of a lifetime this year.

The staff, students and families of Sunbrook Academy of Carrollton presented an unsuspecting James Jackson with a brand new riding lawn mower for his home, something he told ABC News “was a need” in his life.

“It was wonderful. I tell you, I cannot put it into words,” Jackson said. “It was a humbling experience. I’m so grateful and thankful because you feel people care about you, but when they express it in such a way, it leaves you speechless. Truly, it was a wonderful experience to go through. It was a needed gift, but you couldn’t even have paid me to even think about them doing that for me.”

Jackson added that he already has a nickname for his new gift: his “yard Cadillac.”

Stories like Mr. Jackson’s always make me emotional. On one hand, these private school kids made his year. And on the other, it shows that sometimes, no matter how hard you work and how many hours you put in, it’s still not enough. It’s an unfortunate reality of life. But enough of that depressing shit, Mr. Jackson got himself a brand new ride-on mower. And oh, what a mower it is. They didn’t skimp on a Cub Cadet or a Toro. They went all out on a John Deer D105 aka the Cadillac of ride-ons. It has the best in class turning radius and  a seventeen horse power performance engine that’ll shoot you up the side of cliff.  Not to mention the forty-two-inch blade and a cup holder for the alcoholic beverage of your choice.

If it sounds like I’m writing an ad I’m not. I’m just a HUGE lawn guy. To the point where I’ll ask my dad to “leave it long” so I can cut the grass when I get home. It’s kind of a new thing for me though. Growing up we had literally the worst mowers money could buy. They weighed a thousand pounds and you’d tear your shoulder every time you tried to start them. One summer the rip cord snapped so we tied a stick to the end of it as a makeshift grip. It was some real poor people shit. Fast forward fifteen years and we have ourselves ride-on just like Mr. Jackson’s. It’s an absolute joy to work with. The thing basically drives itself; you just have to weigh down the seat so it keeps going. I can get the whole lawn done in twenty minutes AND catch up on the entire internet.  It’s a life changer. So welcome to the club, Mr. Jackson. You’re in for a real treat.