Reading from The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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once there was a tree and she loved a little boy, and every day the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples, and they would play hide and go seek. 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 came to the tree and the tree said, Come boy, come and climate my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy. I'm too big to climb in play, said the boy. I want to buy things and have fun. I want some money. I'm sorry, said the tree, but I have no money. I have only leaves an apples. Take my apples boy and sell them in the city. Then you will have money and you will be happy. And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away, and the tree was happy. But the boys stayed away for a long time, and the tree was sad. And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy. And she said, Come boy, climb of my trunk and swing from my britches and be happy. I'm too busy to climb trees, said the boy. I want a house to keep me warm, he said. I want a wife and I want Children. And so I need a house. Can you give me a house? I have no house, said the tree. The forest is my house, but you may cut off my branches and build a house. Then you'll be happy. And so the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build his house, and the tree was happy. But the boys stayed away for a long time, and when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak. Come boy, she whispered. Come and play. I'm too old and sad, said the boy. I want a boat that would take me far away from here. Can you give me a boat cut down my trunk and make a boat, said the tree. Then you can sell away and be happy. And so the boy cut down her trunk and made a boat and sailed away, and the tree was happy, but not really.