A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and lay around it every
day. 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 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 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 off 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.