One upon times ago, life a big tree. There is a boy always play around the tree each days. He climb the tree, eat some of fruits, and some time he take a rest and sleep in there. The boy love the tree so much, and also the tree loves him.
The time is runing, and the boy grow up bocome adolescent. He not playing in around the tree again. But one day, he come to the tree with sad face.
“I am not a boy any more, I did’t like playing, now I need money fo life” said the boy
The tree said “take some of my fruits and sale it fo your life”.
The boy become so happy hear that, and he take almost all of the fruits. After he take the fruits and go he not come again. And the tree so sadly.
Some day the boy come to the tree. He bocome more adult.
“comes play around me” said the tree
“I have not time fo playing” said the boy.
“I have a family now, I need a house for my family and I, can you help me now?” said the boy again
“I am sorry, I did’t have a house. But you can take my branchs and you can make a house” answer the tree
The boy so happy and take the branch. The tree bocome happy to, but sad because the boy not come again after it.
Long time the boy not come to the tree. Some day comes a man to the tree, he is a boy who play around in there long time ago.
“comes play around me” said the tree
“I am sorry i am not a child any more.” Said the man
“I am grow up now, and I have a dream to be a sailor. But i didn’t have a boat” Said the may sadly
“I did’t have a boat for you, but you can cut down my stalk, and you can make a boat” said the tree
Hear that the man become so happy. And he quickly cut down the stalk and make a bot from it.
Many years ago. Same day come a old man to the tree. He is the boy.
“I am sorry I dont have anything to give to you now” said the tree
“I just have dry roots” said the tree sadly
“I dont wont anything from you now, I to old” Said old man
“I just wont teka a rest around you” He said
“so if that wat do you want, please take e rest around me” said the tree
And than the old man sit down in near the tree. They are cry together remember when they always together.
Do you know my freinds, that the tree is mena ours parents. When we are young, we like play with they. When we need some help, they alwas help us with anything they have. But we often forgeting what they have do for us. When we are grow up, we leave so long time they not angry but smile to us when we are back. They always help us although we not back again after it
Let admiring our parents. Dont wait until they die. Is not late now fo become a good child.
Transleted from ebook "17 Kisah Penuh Hikman"
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