The Apple Tree and the Little Boy
Somewhere in the woods, there was a huge apple tree. A
little boy
loved to
come and play around it everyday.
He climbed to the tree top, ate the
apples, took a nap
under its shade. He
loved the tree and the tree to
loved playing with him. Time went by...the little boy
had grown up and he no longer played around the tree
everyday as he used to.
After long, the boy came back to the tree, one day. He
looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked
the boy.
"I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees
anymore." The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money
to buy them."
"Sorry, but I don't 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 grew sad.
Again after long, the boy returned and the tree was so
excited. "Come and play with me" the tree said. "I
don't have time to play. I have to work for my family.
We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?"
"Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off
my branches to build your house", said the tree. So
the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left
happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the
boy never came back since then. The tree was again
lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was
delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I
am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax
myself. Can you give me a boat?" , asked the boy "Use
my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and
be as happy as you can", said the tree. So the boy cut
the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and
never showed up again for a long time.
After many years the boy finally returned again.
"Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you
anymore. No more apples for you..."the tree said.
"I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied.
"No more trunk for you to climb on"
"I am too old for that now" the boy said.
I really can't give you anything ... the only thing
left is my withering and dying roots. I don't need
much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all
these years " the tree said with tears. The boy
replied. "Good! Old tree roots is the best place to
lean on and rest". If that is the case, come, come sit
down with me and rest," the tree urged the boy.The boy
sat down and the tree was glad once again and smiled
with tears of joy.......
This is a story for everyone. The tree is like our
parents. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom
and Dad...When we are grown up, we left them... only
came to them when we need something or when we are in
trouble or when we need some peace, happiness or
solace. No matter what, parents will always be there
and give everything they can to make us feel happy.
You may think the boy was cruel to the tree but
that's how all of us treat our parents.
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for
those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too
short for those who rejoice, but for those who love,
time is eternity.
Take care to preserve yourself