STORY OF THE BEAUTIFUL TREE
STORY OF THE BEAUTIFUL
TREE
Micheal in RED
Twice upon a time long long ago ...in a
country very far away ...there lived a very beautiful tree in a big forest
...surrounded by all sorts of lovely plants, and birds, and animals ... When the
tree was very young she did not think of herself as being beautiful ...In the
forest where the tree grew up there were no other trees like her. She never knew
what she looked like. All the other trees and the plants, the birds, and the
animals had never seen a tree like her either ...In fact they all thought that
she was quite ugly; that she didn't fit in.
As the years passed, and as she grew up,
storms came and knocked down other trees. But she was young and bent with the
wind and thought it was all very exciting ... As each year passed, bigger and
bigger gaps from the storms appeared in the forest around her
.
Soon she was able to see the see for the
very first time in her life ...The first time she saw the sky she thought it was
white. She sighed like a strong young tree and waved here branches about her
head and wept for joy at such a wondrous sight.
The very next day after her first view of
the sky she got a very big surprise! The sky started out looking very red and
then quickly turned to blue. And then she saw in the distance a young fiery god
wandering slowly towards her.
Such was
her life for many many years...The colours of the sky and the appearance of the
god were very very pleasing until the day of the great FIRE. At first she was
surprised by the noise and the smell. Then the sky turned blackish before her
eyes... All her friends who could move, screamed and fled.
One very close old friend of hers was a
big DEER. He stopped to say how much he enjoyed her shade. He said he liked the
way she looked ... and then great tears rolled down his cheeks ...and he said no
more ... for he knew that she could not ...move ...that she would surely die
soon ... So after being hugged by the branches of the beautiful tree ..in the
forest which was burning ...the big DEER slowly slowly went away.
The beautiful tree had never see such
wonderful fireworks before ...She was not afraid at all! This was an exciting
time!
So, the beautiful tree stood there
in the forest ...and watched the lovely fireworks ....After the sky darkened
completely and the sky could no longer be seen ...she notice that there were
some trees in the distance ..not very far from her who started turning red
...and as she watched them dance with joy in the fiery blaze ...she thought how
lucky they were to be enjoying such a wonderful thing...and she wondered if it
ever would be her turn.
She waited
patiently ...more and more turned red and then she thought she saw that those
which had once been red were now very very ...black and she became a little
anxious ...for all those whom she considered to be ...her friends, trees just
like her,but very very different.
Now she
began to see that perhaps this red fire was not so good for a tree ...At last
... the fire reached her. It shot up through her branches and all her leaves. It
was a wonderful experience...Now she knew what it was to be alive ...The fire
roared around her ...Great trees split and fell charred and burnt. All around
her was smoke and destruction and now she could see ...death. But ... to her
surprise ... she burned and yet did not ...and this surprised her very very much
...
Days later ...the fire had burned
itself out and she could see in the distance other trees still standing ...just
like her ...and they seemed to her to be very beautiful and to be very strong
and she thought to herself ...are we not all the same these trees and I? Are we
not fire-dancers?
While she was thinking
such pleasant thoughts ...she saw a big bird fly towards her from a tree still
standing far away ...The bird was definitely coming towards her ...She waited
and waited and ...then when it landed in her branches it ...opened its beak and
said ...I have a message for you most beautiful tree ...it is a message from
...you mother over there whom you can now see ...waving at you ...She told me to
say who you are ...…
- how
beaurtifuuuuuul... the waving of her Mom after such an
experience...
She said that you are one of
the great fire-dancers of this world.You are one of many who must go through the
fire regularly in life to live ...
What
world is this? - the beautiful tree
asked.
The big bird said to her: This
world is called Australia by very small walking trees of two branches. These
little trees call you Eucalyptus.
The most
beautiful tree smiled and smiled and smiled ...She never knew that she had such
a beautiful name ...Now she knew that she was a very special tree. She was a
fire-dancer. And because she had such a beautiful name ...she knew that she must
be a very beautiful tree.
END OF STORY
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http://images.google.com/images?q=Eucalyptus&ie=windows-1251&hl=bg
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very nice WWW site
- one could see what
are fire-dancers [eucalyptus] l;ook likeafter such a fairy tale I NEEDED TO DO
IT! And I shared with you what I got!
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you did very very well K
- THANK YOU !!!It
was really very nice tale...
- I am glad
you liked it ...
- of course :)and these
"very small walking trees of two branches" that TELL STORIES and INVENT NAMES to
call BEAUTY I liked esp. They are somehow hidden in your story [on purpose]and
hidden treasures are always veeeery tempting to be searched and searched, even
through the fire
Posted: Sun - August 7, 2005 at 05:48 p.m.