the boy and the tree

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  1. muslim

    muslim Well-Known Member


    A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree
    A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday
    He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow..
    He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
    Time went by...the little boy had grown up,:
    And he no longer played around the tree every day.
    One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.
    Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy".
    I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees any more"
    I want toys. I need money to buy them."
    Sorry, but I do not have money...
    But you can pick all my apples and sell them.
    ">So, you will have money.
    The boy was so excited.
    He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily
    The boy never came back after he picked the apples.
    The tree was sad
    One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned
    And the tree was excited "Come and play with me" the tree said.
    I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family
    We need a house for shelter
    Can you help me?
    Sorry",
    I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches

    ">To build your house.

    ">" So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.

    ">The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then.
    The tree was again lonely and sad.
    >One hot summer day,
    ">The man returned and the tree was delighted.
    ">Come and play with me!"
    ">"I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself.
    ">"Can you give me a boat?"
    ">Said the man".
    ">"Use my trunk to build your boat.
    ">You can sail far away and be happy.
    ">" So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat.
    ">He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
    ">Finally, the man returned after many years.
    ">"Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore.
    ">No more apples for you...
    ">" The tree said".
    ">"No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite
    ">" The man replied.
    ">"No more trunk for you to climb on"
    ">"I am too old for that now" the man said.
    ">"I really cannot give you anything...
    ">The only thing left is my dying root," ">The tree said with tears.
    ">"I do not need much now, just a place to rest.
    ">I am tired after all these years" the man replied.
    ">"Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest,
    ">Come, come sit down with me and rest.
    ">" The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears..."
    >This is you and the tree is your parents!!!


     
  2. Syd

    Syd Guest

    The old man died, and was buried beside the remains of his favorite tree.

    A cold winter passed, and as the snow melted away, a new seedling began to grow through the damp soil. The ground was rich with the nutrients of the man's decaying body, and the healthy young sapling felt nourished and strong, taking in the radiance of the warm summer sun.
     
  3. Jolanta

    Jolanta Member & Antiquitie's Friend Staff Alumni

    :cry:
     
  4. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    This is just like the Shel Silverstein story 'The Giving Tree". Good story, whoever tells it.
     
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