Hello hello! 🙂 Today I am here with my brother Ethan, who was so kind as to agree to another guest post. Some of you may remember him from quite a few months ago when he shared about his harrowing ordeal with a skunk. I asked if he would allow me to share the story he narrated not too long ago, and he said yes! So without further ado, may I present The Tree of the Forest by Ethan. We hope you enjoy!
There once was a tree. This tree grew. It grew a leaf. But a young boy came along and plucked its only life source away.
Before it lost all of its energy, it bore a seed. As the tree grew dry, the seed dropped in a mighty wind. The seed had better luck than its parent and it landed on good, fresh soil not far from its ancestor. It grew, it sprouted, it gained in mass.
A bird came to perch on its arm and then this young boy came along with a slingshot. He shot at the bird, but he missed. Instead, he left a scar on the tree where the rock collided. The bird flew away.
After the bird flew away the boy left as well, leaving the tree alone with a scar to remind himself of the mishap. The tree decided then and there to grow deeper, wider, taller, than any others. To be stronger, to be better, and to be greater than the rest of the grove, so that no young child could ever leave another wound.
Many years later, once it had accomplished what it dreamed to be, it developed a sickness. When the young boy left the mark on the tree, a spore blew into the gash. This spore developed over time, spreading across the tree until it reached the roots, siphoning the life out of the biggest tree. As the fungus grew, the tree withered. Bark began peeling off and the fresh leaves wrinkled and lost their vibrant green. The mighty tree turned brown and the roots decayed away while the fungus grew in strength.
When the tree couldn’t hold itself up any longer, the roots gave way. In a gust of wind the trunk shattered in half, spewing out spores of fungus and contaminating the nearby trees. As time passed the sickness among the forest was persistent. The blight had created a chain reaction and successfully polluted every tree before another generation of trees were able to sprout. The forest deadened, losing its ability to persevere, and perished. From one child’s mistake, a forest of healthy trees was destroyed.
After a century passed, what was once a beautiful forest was now the location of a lush meadow, healthier than any other in its time.
I guess the moral of the story would be to be careful with slingshots, huh? Not quite the ending I expected…but hey, I like plot twists! What did you think; were you surprised by the ending? Thanks Ethan for joining us today! If you enjoyed this post, comment below and let him know, and maybe I’ll get him back for another guest post soon. 😉