A tree loved a little boy. The boy would come every day and gather the leaves from the tree. He would use them to form crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb her and swing her from side to side. Sometimes, he would eat the apples on the tree. When he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. He really loved the tree and the tree was happy. The boy grew up as time went on and the tree was alone most of the time. The tree encouraged the grown-up boy to play with her but the boy mentioned that he wanted to buy things and earn money. The tree suggested that the boy sell her apples in the market for money. The boy climbed the tree and plucked all the apples. The tree was happy. It was a long time before the boy (now an adult) came back and the tree was alone. Now, the boy didn’t want to play but wanted to build a house. The tree offered her branches to help build his house. The tree was happy when the boy cut away its branches. The tree was alone for long periods of time. Now, the boy (now an elderly man) wanted to build a boat so that he could sail away. The tree offered her trunk so that he could build his boat. The boy cut down her trunk and the tree was happy. Now that the tree was just a stump, she apologized for not being of any use to the boy anymore. She allowed the boy (now a sickly old man) to rest by sitting on her stump, and the tree was happy.
‘I am sorry. I wish that I could give you something…but I have nothing left. I am just an old stump. I am sorry…Well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest.’ The Giving Tree