A long time ago there was a huge apple tree, around which a little boy loved to play everyday. He would climb to the tree top, eat the apples and take the nap under its shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by and the little boy grew up: he no longer played around th tree.One day, the boy came back to the tree and looked sad. Come and play with me, the tree asked the boy. I am no longer a kid. I dont play around trees any more, the boy replyed and said, I want toys. I need money to buy them. Sorry but I dont have money; though you can chop off my branches to build your house, the tree said. The boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy, but sad to loose him once more.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?, the boy asked. Use my trunk to build a boat. You can sail far away and be happy. The boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and did not show up for a long time.He returned after a long time. The tree said, Sorry, my boy. I dont have much to offer now. The only thing left is my dying roots. I dont need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years, the boy replied. Good! Old roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Sit down with me and rest, the tree said. THe boy sat down and the tree smiled with tears. THis is a story for everyone. The tree represents our elders. They carry in them love and ancient wisdom and all they need is tender care.

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