The Apple Tree
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A long time ago, 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 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 everyday.
One day, the boy came back to the tree and 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 was
sad.
One day, 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." 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?"
"Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be
happy."
So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and
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. 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
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 and rest. Come,
Come
sit down with me and rest."
The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.......
This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parents.
When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad...
When we grown up, we left them...only came 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
to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but
that's
how all of us are treating our parents, or are we not?
Please enlighten all your friends by forwarding this mail to them.
And
love your parents. -
Nice story
Welcome to the forum
i.c.y -
thankie =)Originally posted by icyprincess:Nice story
Welcome to the forum
i.c.y -
Heard the story b4, on TV rite???
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Channel U show last espisode
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got meh? anyway i didnt see..i'm a channel 8 supporter!! hahaOriginally posted by Kenashi:Channel U show last espisode -
http://sgforums.com/?action=thread_display&thread_id=79737
its not a tv show, its a children book by Shel Silverstein named "The Giving Tree"
thanks for bring this story up again....now i can go to one corner and cry... -
i'm so sorry i made u cry........Originally posted by ratinacage:http://sgforums.com/?action=thread_display&thread_id=79737
its not a tv show, its a children book by Shel Silverstein named "The Giving Tree"
thanks for bring this story up again....now i can go to one corner and cry...
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So true...
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What if your parents expect too much of you? Not to talk bad abt my parents but ever since I am young, they have been expecting me to be perfect. To get good grades everytime in every test until it has reached a point when I feel really tired...like my whole life is supposed to be dedicated to fulfilling their wish, not my own. And if I don't get good grade, I will get nagged for like a few days. And sumtimes they hit me too. But thankfully all of that stopped when I got the scholarship to come over here to study..only then I feel my first taste of freedom.
It is like they never try to understand me lor...I dun dare to talk to them abt my problems because usually they wun advise me or anything, they will just flare up and start to scold me even before I finish telling them.
i.c.y -
i like this story....actually it applies to relationship as well....haizz...
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its because u dun wanna talk to them thats why they are treating you this way...Originally posted by icyprincess:What if your parents expect too much of you? Not to talk bad abt my parents but ever since I am young, they have been expecting me to be perfect. To get good grades everytime in every test until it has reached a point when I feel really tired...like my whole life is supposed to be dedicated to fulfilling their wish, not my own. And if I don't get good grade, I will get nagged for like a few days. And sumtimes they hit me too. But thankfully all of that stopped when I got the scholarship to come over here to study..only then I feel my first taste of freedom.
It is like they never try to understand me lor...I dun dare to talk to them abt my problems because usually they wun advise me or anything, they will just flare up and start to scold me even before I finish telling them.
i.c.y
i was like that last time, then i decided to open up to them and talk more often...after a while they begin to understand that you are really undergoing alot of stress and they stop bugging you already...u need to earn their trust,its not willingly given -
i have always talked to them in the past..then they used what I said to them and turned it against me.Originally posted by beavan:its because u dun wanna talk to them thats why they are treating you this way...
i was like that last time, then i decided to open up to them and talk more often...after a while they begin to understand that you are really undergoing alot of stress and they stop bugging you already...u need to earn their trust,its not willingly given
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it's a meaningful stories ...
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lol