Thursday, 22 May 2014

A boy, a tree and our parents...

A good friend shared this story with us today...It touched my heart and azween nak share and blog about it before the story gets lost in my whatsapp!

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He climbed up to the tree top, ate the apples and 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. Boy: "I am no longer a kid. I do not play around trees anymore", the boy replied. "I want toys. I need money to buy them". Tree: "Sorry, but I do not have money, but you can pick all of 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.
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One day, the boy who now have 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 fpor shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry, but 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. Again the tree was lonely and sad.

Finally, the man returned after so 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.
Tree: "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 roots," 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 said. "Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest." The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.

This is a story of everyone... The tree is like our parents. When we were young, we loved to play with our Mum and Dad. When we grow up, we leave them; only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could just to make you happy.

You may think the boy is cruel to the tree, but that is how all of us treat our parents. We take them for granted; we don't appreciate all they do for us, until it's too late... Let's CHANGE that!



Thank you dff dear for sharing...Its a reminder to self and it is my hope that this story has touched your heart as well! InshaAllah...


Lets do that change,
azween




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