I help you wait your turn, stay calm, and not complain. Without me, things get messy what am I you must train?

A steamy companion in a porcelain cup, whispers of leaves in hot water's embrace, often shared with a biscuit's crunchy grace.

Am I a valuable family keepsake? Am I something that your kids will use to weave? Am I something that will weave kids? Or... am I tomato? Probably at least two of these things.

My vines grow in your house A gourd grows on the vine My flowers come in many colours I bloom brightest at night

Thousands of little bristles, neatly lined up. Twice a day, they do their job. Although they are many, singular is their name. Providing minty freshness is their game.