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Once there was a tree....
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and she loved a little boy.
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And everyday the boy would come ...
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... and he would gather the leaves
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and make them into a crown.
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and play king in the forest. He would
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and swing from her branches
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and eat apples.
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And when he was tired, he would sleep in
her shade.
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And the boy loved the tree
very much. And the tree was happy.
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But time went by.
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And the boy grew older.
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And the tree was often alone.
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Then one day the boy came to the tree
and the tree said, "Come, Boy, come and climb
up my trunk and swing from my branches and
eat apples and play in my shade and be happy."
"I am too big to climb and play," said the boy.
"I want to buy things and have fun.
I want some money?"
"But I have no money. I have only leaves and
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Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city.
Then you will have money and you will be
happy."
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gathered her apples and carried them
away. And the tree was happy. But the boy
stayed away for a long time....
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the boy came back and the tree shook
with joy and she said, "Come Boy, climb up
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"I'm too busy to climb trees," said the
boy. "I want a house to keep me warm," he
said. "I want a wife and I want children and
so I need a house. Can you give me a
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"But you may cut off my branches and build
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"Come, Boy," she whispered, "come and
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"Cut down my trunk and make a boat," said
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And after a long time the boy came back
again. " I am sorry, Boy," said the tree, "but
I have nothing left to give you - my apples
are gone," said the tree.
"My teeth are too weak for apples," said the
boy. "My branches are gone," said the tree.
"You cannot swing on them."
"I am too old to swing on branches,"
said the boy.
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"My trunk is gone," said the tree.
"You cannot climb..."
"I am too tired to climb," said the boy.
"I am sorry," sighed the tree.
"I wish I could give you something....
but I have nothing left.
I am just an old stump. I am sorry....."
"I don't need very much now," said the boy,
"just a quiet place to sit and rest.
I am very tired."
"Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as
much as she could," well, an old stump is good for
sitting and resting.
Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."
And the boy did. And the tree was happy.
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