A long time ago, there was a vast apple tree. A little boy would come and play around the tree every day. He would climb to the top, eat the apples, and sleep in its shade. He loved the tree dearly and the tree loved him too.
The little boy grew older and no longer had the time to play around the tree. One afternoon the boy came back to the tree. He looked very miserable.
“Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.
“I am no longer a kid, I do not want to play around trees anymore,” the boy replied. “I want to play with toys like the other children but I don’t have any money to buy them.”
Unable to see the forlorn look on the boy, the tree replied. “I am sorry but I do not have any money, but you can pick all my apples and sell them. Then you will have plenty of money” The boy was so excited, he picked the entire apple and walked off without a word.
Now alone, the tree felt sad.
Days turned into months and months into years.
The boy had now grown into a man. He returned to the tree. Enthused the tree said “Come and play with me”
“I do not have time to play. I have my wife, my children and I must work for them. I need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” the man asked.
“I am very sorry but I do not have any houses. But you can chop my branches and build a house for your family.”
So the man cut all the branches of the tree and again left without a second glance, joyous that he could now build a house. The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back.
The tree had now grown old, sad and alone.
One hot summer day, the man returned. The tree was delighted.
“Come and play with me!” the tree said.
“I am getting old. I want to go sailing like my friends so I can relax. Can you give me a boat?” said the man without a moment’s thought.
The tree thought.
“Sorry but I do not have a boat. However you can use my trunk to build a 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.
The tree was now bare and lifeless.
Finally, the man returned after many years.
“Sorry, my dear boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore. No more apples, no branches and no trunk,” the tree said.”No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite the apples with,” the man replied. “I am too old for all that now,” the man said.”I really cannot give you anything…the only thing left are my dying roots,” the tree said holding back tears. “I do not need much now, my wife has gone, my children have left. I am now sad and alone. I just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the man replied.”Ah my dear boy! Lean on me and rest.”
The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.
What do you think the tree represents?
The tree is like our parents.
When we are young, we love to play with them, go shopping with them. They meet all our needs, but as we grow older it is deemed “uncool” to spend time with them….slowly but surely we make friends we get married we grow apart. Our parents are still their providing, advising and giving.
They would put the world in your hands if they know it would bring you happiness….all without demanding anything back.
Parents are a blessing, make sure you let them know that.