Moral Stories For Students
The Apple Tree
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy
loved to come and play around it every day. He loved the tree
top, ate the apples and took naps under the shadows. He loved
the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time quickly
The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around
the tree everyday. One day the boy came back to the tree
and he looked sad.
"Come play with me." the tree asked the boy.
“I am no longer a kid. I don't play around trees anymore."
The boy replied.
"I want toys. I need money to buy them."
"Sorry, but I don't have money. But you can pick my
apples and sell them. Then you will have money."
The boy became very excited. He grabbed all the apples on
the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after
he picked the apples.
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The tree was sad. One day the boy returned and the tree
"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 your house."
Hence, the boy cut all the branches off the tree and left
happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy
never came back ever since then.
The tree was lonely and sad. One hot summer day, the boy
returned again and the tree was delighted.
"Come and play with me!" the tree said.
"I am sad and getting old. I want to go 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."
Therefore, the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He
went sailing and never showed up for a very long time.
The boy finally returned after he left for many years.
"Sorry, my boy, but I don't have anything for you anymore.
I have no more apples for you..." the tree said.
"I don't have teeth to bite." the boy replied.
"I have no more tree trunk for you to climb on."
“I am too old for that now." the boy said.
"I really can't give you anything. The only thing left
are my dying roots." the tree said with tears.
"I don't need much now. I just need a place to rest.
I am tired after all these years." The boy replied.
"Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean and
"Come, come sit down with me and rest."
The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.
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This is a story for everyone. The tree is our parents.
When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad. When
we grew up, we left them. Only to go back to them when we
need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what,
our parents will always be there for us and will give everything
they can to make us happy. You may think that the boy is
cruel to the tree but that is how all of us treat our parents.
Love your parents, no matter where they are.
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