do you love your parents?

Yes I do! I really love my parents so much. I have a story tell. A long time ago, there was huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He climed to the tree top, 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 and he looked sad."Come and play with me" said the tree. "I'm no longer a kid. I don't play around the trees anymore," the boy replied. "Iwant toys, I need money to buy them." "Sorry I but I dont have money...but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So you'll have enough 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. One day he returned and three was so excited. "Come and play with me," the tree said. " I don't have time to play, I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build you house." So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree again was lonely and sad. One hot summer day, the boy returned and tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. " I am sad and getting old. I want to sailing to relax myself. "Can you give me a boat?" "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for along time. Finally, he returned after he had left for many years. "Sorry my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you..." the tree said. "I don't have teeth to bite," th e boy replied. "I really can't give you anything...the only thing left is my dying roots." the tree said with tears." "I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I'm tired after all this years," the boy replied. "Good the old roots is best place to lean on and rest. Come sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad smiled with tears. This is a story meant for all of us. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to paly with our parents. When we grew up we left them..only came to them when we needed something or when we were in trouble. no matter what, parents will give everything they can to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that's how all of us are....SO LOVE YOUR PARENTS.