Once there was a tree...

And she loved a little boy.

And everyday the boy would come

And he would gather her leaves

And make them into crowns and play king of the forest.

And when he was tired. he would sleep in her shade.

And the boy loved the tree...

Very much. And the tree was happy.

But time went by

And the boy grew older

And the tree was often alone.

Then one day the boy returned and the tree said, "Come. Boy, come climb my trunk and swing from my branches and sit in my shade and eat my apples and be happy."

"I'm too big to play", said the boy

"I want to buy things and have fun, can I have some money?"

"I have no money", said the tree, "only apples and leaves."

"Take my apples and sell them for money, then you will be happy."

The boy climbed the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away.

The tree was happy.

The boy stayed away for a long time...

and the tree was sad

But one day the boy returned

"Come boy swing from my branches and be happy", said the tree.

"I'm too old to swing. I want a house and a wife and children", said the boy.

"Can you give me a house?"

"I don't have a house the forest is my house, but you can cut off my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy", said the tree.

The boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build his house.