Boy & the pple
time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to
come and play around it everyday. He climbed to
the treetop, 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 do not play around trees
any more” the boy replied.
want toys. I need money to buy them.”
“Sorry, but I do not 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.
day, the boy who now turned into a man returned and the tree
was excited “Come and play with me” the tree said. “I
do not have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need
a house for shelter. Can you help me?”
“ Sorry, but I do not have any house. But you can chop off my
branches to build your house.” So
the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The
tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since
then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted.
"Come and play with me!” the tree said.
“I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself.
Can you give me a boat?”
the man. "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail
far away and be happy.” So the man cut the tree trunk to
make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long
the man returned after many years. "Sorry, my boy. But
I do not have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you
…” the tree said. "No problem, I do not have any
teeth to bite" the man replied. "No
more trunk for you to climb on” “I am too old for that now”
the man said. "I really cannot give you anything...
the only thing left is my dying roots” the tree said with
tears. "I do not need much now, just a place to rest.
I am tired after all these years” the man replied. "Good!
Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest, Come,
come sit down with me and rest.” The man sat down and the
tree was glad and smiled with tears…
is a story of everyone.
The tree is like our parents
we were young, we loved to play with our Mum and Dad...
we grow up, we leave them…only come to them when we need something
or when we are in trouble.
parents will always be there and
give everything they could
just to make you happy.
You may think the boy is cruel to the tree, but that is how
all of us treat our parents.
We take them 4 granted we don't appreciate all they do 4 us,
UNTIL it's 2 late.
Wallahi May Allah 4 give us of our shortcommings and
may He Guide us,
Insha'allah w Ameen Ya rub.
all your friends and your families by telling them this story,
And your Lord has decreed
that you worship none but Him. And that you be dutiful to your
parents. If one of them or both of them attain old age in your
life, say not to them a word of disrespect, nor shout at them
but address them in terms of honour.
And lower unto them the wing of
submission and humility through mercy, and say: "My Lord!
Bestow on them Your Mercy as they did bring me up when I was