The Boy And The Apple Tree

BTM3 Unimed – 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 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.

?I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees any more? 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. 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 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, 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. 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 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 come to them when we need something

Source: http://www.islamicoccasions.com

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  1. Asalammualaikum
    Dear writer,
    How could You say that the story is “of everyone”. This story is not for me. I never played with my parents coz they had been passing away while I was one month old.
    The story in only for YOU not for me, OK?
    Wasalam

  2. When I read this story, honestly, I’m so sad. I don’t know why, but my feeling is full with my parent’s face. I miss them…Actually, everybody is happy when they can meet their parents everytime. But, some of us must separate from our parents to get the knowledge in this Town.
    Lets take the reflection for ur self, HOW FAR THAT WE CAN MAKE OUR PARENTS HAPPY????????
    ARE WE THE BAD CHILDREN OR THE GOOD CHILDREN FOR THEM???
    For everybody who still have ur parents, DONT THROW UR TIME TO MAKE THEM HAPPY!!!!!!
    DON’T MAKE THE ACTION LIKE THE BOY IN STORY ABOVE!!!!!

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