The Boy and The Apple Tree

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 treetop, ate the apples and took naps under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by and the little boy grown up. 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. “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.” “Sorry, but I do not have money, but you can pick all my apples and sell them, then 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 who now 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 for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the man cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said. “I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” said the man. “Use my trunk to build your 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.

Finally, the man returned after 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. “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 replied. “Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest, come, come sit down with me 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 coming to them when we needed something or when we are in trouble.
No matter what, our parents will always be there and give us everything they can just to make us happy.

You may think the boy is cruel to the tree, but that is how all of us treat our parents or family members.
We take them for granted and do not appreciate the things that they have done for us, UNTIL it’s too late.

I remember reading this story when I was very young, but then again, people don’t remember such stories until it’s too late.

Stay strong please, my dearest apple tree.