THE GIVING TREE
A very good morning to honourable judges, loving teachers and my dear friends.My name is
Lakhshanaa Ganesh. Im from SJKT Simpang Lima,klang. Today im going to narrate a story
before you. The title of my story is “ The Giving Tree’’
Once there was a tree in the forest which stood tall and green. This tree loved a little boy and.
its heart would pound when it heard his footsteps. The boy would come every day to play
with the tree after school and tell everything about his everyday happenings. They talked for
hours to hours. The tree listened to the boy and laugh with him, He would climb up its trunk
and swing from its branches, eat apples and would sleep. “Hello Tree! How have you been?
Ha ha ha! Someone hid a frog in the teacher’s desk today. It hoped out during our dictation
quiz and said “wrebbit!” hahahahahahaha And I wrote “wrebbit” in my notebook! Hahaha! *
“Oh, that’s very funny. Your teacher must have been very shocked!" But time went by. And
the boy grew older. And the tree was often alone.
“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’m too big to climb and play,” said the boy. “I want to buy things and have fun. I want some
money. Can you give me some money?” “Im sorry,” said the tree, “but I have no money. I
have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city. Then you will
have money and you will be happy.” And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered his
apples and carried them away. and the tree was sad.
Then one day the boy came back and the tree shocked with joy and he said, “Come, Boy,
climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and be happy.” I am 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 house?” “Lhave no house,” said the tree.
“The forest is my house, but you may cut off my branches and build a house. ‘Then you will
be happy. And so the boy cut off his branches and carried them away to build his house. And
the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for long time. ‘And when he came back , the tree was so happy she
could hardly speak. “Come, Boy,.” he whispered, “come and play.” “I am too old and sad to
play,” said the boy. “I want a boat that will take me far away from here. “Can you give me a
boat?” “Cut down my trunk and make a boat,” said the tree, “Then you can sail away....and
be happy. And the tree was happy. And so the boy cut down his trunk. And the tree was
happy’... but not really
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.’’ “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 branch “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 that I could give you something,
But 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 himself up as he could, “Well, an old stump is good
for sitting and resting. ‘Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest. And the boy did.
This is a story of everyone, the tree is like your parents. No matter what, parents will always
be there and give everything they could just to make you happy. No matter how busy you are,
share some time with them.
