플 an old apple tree 플

by **♥ heart ♥** Sun May 17, 2009 11:29 pm

Apple-tree

It happened on a sunny summer day. Big white clouds moved across the sky. A small creek winds through the meadows, past a hill on which stood an ancient apple tree.

His bark was full of deep cracks , and his wide-sweeping crown protected against the glistening rays of the sun.

There, in the shadow of the apple tree was Farid, outstretched on his back laying, his arms folded under his head. Tired from the game he blinked sleepy in the forest canopy.

The apples, looking while leaving the foliage - were not yet ripe, but their numbers are promised a rich harvest.
Farid tried unsuccessfully to count them. There were too many, his ten fingers wasnt enough.
The heat had made him thirsty - he thought the apples might help him, his thirst to breastfeed.

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He tried to stand forward on the toe, and shook the branches of the tree. An apple fell on the grass. Farid lifted him up and bit into it heartily. But, alas! - The apple was maggoty and lazy.

The old apple tree had Farid noticed. A slight breeze moved the leaves, and Farid heard him whisper: "Every thing in life has its time." - Farid amazed because he had not known that the apple tree could speak.
This is not a word escaped him, he behaved very quietly, and the apple went on: "fruits that ripen early, are often lazy and maggoty. Hats your dreams, because their performance does not always deliver what they promise. " –

The apple tree fell silent. The sleep had Farid abducted. Through his closed eyelids gleamed a matt red light. For this, a light fairy. "Farid", she whispered, "I grant you three wishes.

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The aim will be fulfilled. But consider well, because the temptation is great and it could easily happen that all requests are missed before you understand it ". Thus the fairy disappeared.

Farid pondered: Already he had always annoyed that it his older brother treated him as young child , just because he has not went to school. That's why he wanted immediately, to be a schoolchild.
As promised, the desire to meet soon. Outside was gorgeous weather. But Farid sat sweating on the school. He eagerly looked through the window and dreamed on the green lawn, where his old companions, and played at a small sea. But he is consoled with the thought that he still had two wishes freely.

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He sat, head in hand supported, and pondered. The life of his teacher appeared to him desirable. He was always cheerful and apparently knew everything a man needs to know.
So because he wished that the school ended and he was replacing his teacher. As always, the wish was instantly fulfilled. Now he had the children read and write teach, and also there were many things the children did not know yet.

The curiosity of his students brought him into serious difficulties. In his distress he remembered his grandfather. He was always cheerful and knew lots of interesting stories to tell. Now he wanted to be like his grandfather.

Scarcely had this desire Farid just thought he already sat on the bench in front of the house and blinked into the sunlight. He felt the heat as his limbs probably did. But when he stood up, he had a stick to help because he was going hard. In his head he looked for a nice story. But nothing fell him. The stories of his grandfather were in all those years, which this life was observed.

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Farid was sad. He remembered the words of the apple tree: "Everything in life has its time."
The happy days of his childhood seemed lost for ever, the three wishes were granted. But, as in fairy tales then, the fairy touched him with her wand.
Farid awoke from his dream and rubbing his sleepy eyes. Through experience, he is wisely determined to protect his dreams and his desires to keep up their time has come.

05/09-ra