Tuesday, April 14, 2009

a boy and apple tree

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come & play around it everyday. He loved the tree & the tree loved to play with him.

Time went by. The little boy had grown up & he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back, he looked sad.

Come & play with me, tree asked the boy. I am no longer a kid, I want toys. I need money to buy them. Sorry, but I don’t have money. But you can sell all my apples. The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree & left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples.

One day, the boy returned & the tree was so excited. “Come & play with me” the tree said. “I have to work for family. We need a house for shelter”

“Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree & left happily, but the boy never came back since then.

One day, the boy returned & the tree was delighted. The boy said, “I am sad & getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. I need a boat.”

“Use my truck to build your boat”. So the boy cut the tree truck to make a boat. He went sailing & never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore” the tree said.

“I am too old for that now” the boy said.

“I really can’t give you anything. The only thing left is my dying roots.” the tree said with tears.

“I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years.” the boy replied.

“Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on & rest. Come, come sit down with me & rest.”

The boy sat down & the tree was glad & smiled with tears