Short story (Oral)
One Tree One Child
When I was a child my Grandfather planted a tree with me and told me I would always remember this tree. He told me all about the tree and how it was special. The tree was a Red Maple sapling and the same size as I was at the time pretty small. He said that as I grew so would the tree. When I went to my Grandfather’s house in the fall it would be as red as a fire and you could see it for blocks away. It would remind me that my Grandfather said it was a special tree we planted.
As I grew so did the tree and when I was in high school I would go to my grandfathers house in the summer and sit in the shade of the tree and read. It would be cool under the broad green leaves and I could hear the relaxing sound of the rustling of the leaves in the wind. The tree would shelter me from the summer rain and I felt safe in its embrace. As I grew into a man the tree grew tall and strong.
When married I took my new bride and my child to my Grandfather’s house that he had left me when he went to be with the Great Spirit. The tree was very large and growing larger everyday as my daughter grew from a baby to a beautiful child who played in the shade of this wonderful tree. It brought her so much joy to play with her dolls and her toys there. I would tell her stories of how when I was a little boy the same age and size as her that her Great Grandfather and I planted this huge tree. It was a sapling and the tree was no bigger than she is now.
Eventually we sold the house and moved away as our life moved on, but once a year I go back to my home town to visit relatives and old friends. While I’m there I always drive by Grandfathers house and there it is lofting above all the houses with children playing under it. The tree giving shade to all. My Grandfather was right it really is a special tree.
*Title: A Living Gift.
*Theme: Importance of growing and nurturing a 🌲 tree.
*The narrator would visit ------ 🏠 house.
* The phrase ' Great Spirits' means.
* Why does the narrator visit his own town once a year?
Would you love to plant a sapling, justify?
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