The boy dragged himself up the hill with a great effort and found the tree waiting at its place. “My home has changed! Is the tree still there at its place?” he thought. He saw the newly made roads, the tall buildings, the new cars and missed his tree. He sailed across the ocean and around the world and came home as an old gray haired man. Then why is it that I grow lonelier everyday?” The tree thought to himself, “You told me that the sun sets sadly every evening, but returns with new energy in the morning. All the tree had left was a stump, but it was happy when it imagined the boy smiled as he sailed in the boat made of its trunk.Īs the tree watched the sunset every evening, it remembered what the boy had said once when he was young. So, the boy cut down the tree and made a boat to sail away in. The tree, without thinking, even once told him to cut it down and make a boat. I want to go away to sail off far away from this place to begin a life somewhere else.” The tree replied, “You always try to run away!” The boy wanted a boat so that he could lie on it and see the sunshine, swaying in the ocean. The tree was sad because it had no longer its leafy branches to shield the boy from the rain. It didn’t have its branches anymore to pat him on the shoulder, but he supported him as he leaned on its trunk. He was weak and tired and broke the tree’s heart to see him. The tree was worried and wished it could do something. One day, a butterfly brought some news and told the tree that the boy is homeless. He’s forgotten you already.” But the tree couldn’t forget and asked the breeze instead. Every year, the tree would ask the migrating birds if they had seen him but the birds only laughed and said, “Forget about him! Human memories are even shorter than us. Years went by, but the boy would not return. It no longer had any branches to rustle in the breeze, but it was happy. The tree watched him leave the forest to build his new house.

The tree told him, “Build a house from my branches and be happy!” The boy took the tree’s branches and loaded it into his wagon. The boy said, “I don’t even have a house and I don’t know how to raise a family!” The tree laid a branch gently on the boy’s shoulder and gave him a pat.

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