The Little Tree – an Original Third Grade Tale

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THE LITTLE TREE

One day in early December a little girl set out to buy a Christmas tree.  She wanted her family to have it for Christmas eve night.  This was a special time in their home where they would decorate the tree together as a family.  This year her mom had become ill and the family was not doing all the things they normally did at this time of year including buying a live tree.  Sara, the little girl, went out to a few of the tree farms that set up shop during December to sell trees in her town.  Trees For U was her first stop.  Sara saw many trees but the price tags were expensive.  $30, $40, $50 for a tree!  Sara had only $10 to spend on this Christmas tree.   She walked onto the next tree farm.  XMAS TREES, said the  sign at the entrance. Sara saw some smaller trees but their prices were high too.  One of the workers at this tree farm came over to Sara to ask if she was lost.  “No, I am looking to buy a tree.”  “Great”, said Greg whose name was sewn onto the front of his jacket.  “But, I only have ten dollars with me,” said Sara, “can I buy a tree for ten dollars?”  Greg said, “That’s going to be tough. Why are you alone here, doesn’t your family want a tree too?”  Sara looked down at the ground and began to feel sad.  She told Greg how her mom had been sick this year and the family, her Dad and older brother were not doing the things they normally did at Christmastime.  She wanted to make everyone happy by going out on her own to buy the Christmas tree. “It will be a nice surprise”, said Greg.  Sara smiled.  He took Sara over to what he called a special row of trees.  He said every tree in this row was $10.  There were signs here that said the trees were much more, in fact, one tree had a $40 sign.  “Oh that was yesterday, today is a sale so choose one, and I will help you bring it home,” he said.  Sara chose one quite a bit taller than herself but by adult standards it was still a small tree.  Greg cut the tree and wrapped it in line then loaded the tree onto a truck. He then drove Sara back to her house with the tree.  “How old are you?” Greg asked.  “Eight, I’m in second grade.”

When they arrived at her home her older brother Jim and mother were home and answered the door.  At first they did not know what to think. After all, no one had considered buying a tree this year. “Sara, what have you done?” asked her brother Jim who was quite surprised.  Her mother, who was wearing a bathrobe, looking pale, thanked Sam, and offered him some additional money for the tree.  “Oh no”, he said, “Sara paid for the tree.”

Sara’s mom helped her family  decorate the small tree.  It brought a smile to everyone to see her helping in the decorating. Sara’s dad and brother could not believe little Sara found a tree on her own.  “Sara, thank you for caring about everyone so much that you wanted to do this, but please promise me, that you will not go off alone again without me, your mother or brother”, her father said.  Sara promised.  After Christmas, they planted the tree in yard.

The next year the tree was even bigger and they needed a tall ladder to put decorations and lights on it.  People all over the neighborhood got to admire the little tree that Sara had gotten for her family just the year before.

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Happy Holidays! You have more cancer… (Original post 11/10)

  Not really the greeting anyone wants to hear.  Anytime of the year bad news hurts.  It concerns, it worries, it makes people breathe less, bite their nails, become silent, sleep less, exercise more or less and overall stresses.  When it comes to holiday time and by that I do mean between Thanksgiving and Christmas time of year it stings all the more.  Why?  Well, it is Holiday time!  You know, the joyful time of year that is made  of eating, cooking, family and joy on abundance.  No one has the perfect plan, the perfect meal or the perfect family in retrospect but at Holiday time we are all supposed to.  That is stressful enough in and of itself but when you get a bad diagnosis, it brings you down to the ground all that much faster.

Recently my dad got this bad news.  Why now?  Why this time of year which seems to emphasize the emotional side of it all so much more?  It isn’t my calendar or my wishes and the lack of control over such things is part of the difficulty in dealing with it.  If I were to plan such things, this would happen just after his birthday in April, spring time.  Why?  The weather would be warming up, the landscape a little more enjoyable to view and take in.  What is that saying, ” Now is the winter of our discontent”, a famous literary phrase.  Seems apropos in this instance.  What comes next?  Some more tests, diagnosis, and perhaps a treatment.  Everyone must face their ending at sometime on this earth.  How to deal effectively, positively and with faith is the challenge.  All one can do is prepare as much upfront as possible before the final diagnosis is given.  You want to leave a strong foundation and reputation if you care at all about your legacy. 82 years is nothing to sneeze at, in fact it is something to be glad of.  You should be proactive about your own health care and if you don’t get answers or the right care from any physician, move on, find one you can easily talk to and most importantly trust with your life.  Trust should be earned and not given freely.  If you find an untrustworthy physician and you feel you are being taken advantage of – speak up, complain, and let those who are in authority over them know what has transpired.

Happy Holidays!  Not really. But, we can still take in the joy and peace of the present, before the future arrives.  There is peace in the present and memories still to be made and enjoyed and that in itself can be a Holiday.

(My dad passed away three weeks after I wrote this two years ago.  He had Hospice care.  We never knew how long  he had but I certainly didn’t expect 3 weeks.  They are some of the most amazing people you will ever meet those in Hospice care.  For anyone going through serious illnesses at Christmas or Holiday time, I can relate and hope that this post resonates empathy with you.)

An Original 3rd Grade Tale – The Little Tree

The little tree

 

The Little Tree

One day, in early December a little girl set out to buy a Christmas tree.  She wanted her family to have it for Christmas night.  This was a special time in their home where they would decorate the tree together as a family.  This year her mom had become ill and the family was not doing all the things they normally did at this time of year including buying a live tree.  Sara, the little girl, went out to a few of the tree farms that set up shop during December to sell trees in her town.  Trees For U was her first stop.  Sara saw many trees but the price tags were expensive.  $30, $40, $50 for a tree!  Sara had only $10 to spend on this Christmas tree.   She walked onto the next tree farm.  XMAS TREES, said the next sign at the entrance. Sara saw some smaller trees but their prices were high too.  One of the workers on the tree farm came over to Sara to ask if she was lost.  “No”, said Sara, “I am looking to buy a tree.”  “Great”, said Greg whose name was sewn onto the front of his jacket.  “But, I only have ten dollars with me,” said Sara, “can I buy a tree for ten dollars?”  Greg said, “That’s going to be tough. Why are you alone here, doesn’t your family want a tree too?”  Sara looked down at the ground and began to feel sad.  She told Greg how her mom had been sick this year and the family, her Dad and older brother were not doing the things they normally did at Christmastime.  She wanted to make everyone happy by going out on her own to buy the Christmas tree. “It will be a nice surprise”, said Greg.  Sara smiled.  He took Sara over to what he called a special row of trees.  He said every tree in this row was $10.  There were signs here that said the trees were much more, in fact, one tree had a $40 sign.  “Oh that was yesterday, today is a sale so choose one, and I will help you bring it home,” he said.  Sara chose one quite a bit taller than herself but by adult standards it was still a small tree.  Greg got Sam, another worker to load the tree onto a truck and he took Sara back to her house with the tree.  “How old are you?” Greg asked.  “Eight”, said Sara.

When they arrived at her home her older brother Jim and mother were home and answered the door.  At first they did not know what to think. After all, no one had considered buying a tree this year. “Sara, what have you done?” asked her brother Jim who was quite surprised.  Her mother, who was wearing a bathrobe, looked pale, thanked Sam, and offered him some additional money for the tree.  “Oh no”, he said, “Sara paid for the tree.”

Sara’s mom helped her family  decorate the small tree.  It brought a smile to everyone to see her helping in the decorating. Sara’s dad and brother could not believe little Sara found a tree on her own.  “Sara, thank you for caring about everyone so much that you wanted to do this, but please promise me”, her father said, “that you will not go off alone again without me, your mother or brother.” Sara promised.  After Christmas, they planted the tree in yard.

The next year the tree was even bigger and they needed a tall ladder to put decorations and lights on.  People all over the neighborhood got to admire the little tree that Sara had gotten for her family just the year before.

Holiday Wishes and New Year Hopes

As the Christmas season winds down the year, I wish one and all happy, healthy, holiday cheer! With the passing of my father this season is sadder than others but I still have a gift for everyone.  Enjoy my original Third Grade Tale.  Merry Christmas to all and let’s hope for a happy, healthy and prosperous new year too!

A Horse named Jen

Once upon a time, somewhere in the mid-west United States, there was a farmer named Joe.  Joe’s farm had chickens, cows, and horses.  He grew corn, cabbage, carrots, potatoes, tomatoes and lettuce, beets, and green beans, but not peas. He said peas were too hard to grow. Corn was by far the biggest crop that the farmer had and required the most work when it was time for harvest.  Potatoes were the second largest crop and the smallest field was beets.  One day, Joe realized he needed to get another horse to help him out on the farm.  Henry, an older horse could not help around on the farm the way he used to.  He and Mike, who worked on his farm, took off in their old orange truck to find another horse.  They drove down the dirt road past two other farms until they came to the farm called Serendipity.  It was there that Joe and Mike first saw the white horse with a big black spot on her side.  The spot looked like a saddle. First, they checked her hooves and her coat up close.  Then, they each took turns taking her for a ride. Joe and Mike both liked the way she rode and her mild manner.  They paid the owner that day and took the horse home and named her Jen.

Once home they put Jen in the barn.  The older horse, Henry welcomed Jen to her new home.   He knew Jen would be a great help to the farm.  In the corner of the barn there were some pigs, and ducks that the farmer kept too.  Farmer Joe would take the pigs to shows sometimes to compete with other pigs. He had even won a few ribbons at these shows in the past.  He kept the ribbons on the wall near the pigpen.  The pigs all took notice of Jen and said their hellos. The white ducks wander from the barn to the small pond and back and forth throughout the day.  Of course, the ducks did not help on the farm. They quacked around Jen and made it known they were excited to meet her. There were two cows too. Of course, the cows gave milk and Joe sold the milk to his neighbors who came to the farm to buy it. Farmer Joe also had some chickens but they had their own home outside of the barn.  The chicken coop had five different pens inside and the chickens gave the farmer fresh eggs every day.  He would sell these eggs too along with the milk at a stand he kept at the front of his property near the road.  This was a great new home for Jen.  She was excited to be on the farm in her new home.

The next week there was such a storm with rain and wind that many things at the farm were blown around, and up and down.  Joe needed to go out to the store, and get some feed for the animals, but his truck would not start.  He got out, and his legs were covered in mud. The truck, he soon saw was stuck in the mud as well.  Joe went to get Jen and strapped a harness to her to pull the truck out.  Jen moved forward with a few steps and was able to get the truck out of the thick mud.  Joe then started the truck and was able to go and get some food for all of the animals.  From that day on, Jen was the most favored horse on the farm.

THE END.

The Little Tree an original Third Grade Tale by Kathy Van Duzer

THE LITTLE TREE

One day, in early December a little girl set out to buy a Christmas tree.  She wanted her family to have it for Christmas night.  This was a special time in their home where they would decorate the tree together as a family.  This year her mom had become ill and the family was not doing all the things they normally did at this time of year including buying a live tree.  Sara, the little girl, went out to a few of the tree farms that set up shop during December to sell trees in her town.  Trees For U was her first stop.  Sara saw many trees but the price tags were expensive.  $30, $40, $50 for a tree!  Sara had only $10 to spend on this Christmas tree.   She walked onto the next tree farm.  XMAS TREES, said the next sign at the entrance. Sara saw some smaller trees but their prices were high too.  One of the workers on the tree farm came over to Sara to ask if she was lost.  “No”, said Sara, “I am looking to buy a tree.”  “Great”, said Greg whose name was sewn onto the front of his jacket.  “But, I only have ten dollars with me,” said Sara, “can I buy a tree for ten dollars?”  Greg said, “That’s going to be tough. Why are you alone here, doesn’t your family want a tree too?”  Sara looked down at the ground and began to feel sad.  She told Greg how her mom had been sick this year and the family, her Dad and older brother were not doing the things they normally did at Christmastime.  She wanted to make everyone happy by going out on her own to buy the Christmas tree. “It will be a nice surprise”, said Greg.  Sara smiled.  He took Sara over to what he called a special row of trees.  He said every tree in this row was $10.  There were signs here that said the trees were much more, in fact, one tree had a $40 sign.  “Oh that was yesterday, today is a sale so choose one, and I will help you bring it home,” he said.  Sara chose one quite a bit taller than herself but by adult standards it was still a small tree.  Greg got Sam, another worker to load the tree onto a truck and he took Sara back to her house with the tree.  “How old are you?” Greg asked.  “Eight”, said Sara.

When they arrived at her home her older brother Jim and mother were home and answered the door.  At first they did not know what to think. After all, no one had considered buying a tree this year. “Sara, what have you done?” asked her brother Jim who was quite surprised.  Her mother, who was wearing a bathrobe, looked pale, thanked Sam, and offered him some additional money for the tree.  “Oh no”, he said, “Sara paid for the tree.”

Sara’s mom helped her family  decorate the small tree.  It brought a smile to everyone to see her helping in the decorating. Sara’s dad and brother could not believe little Sara found a tree on her own.  “Sara, thank you for caring about everyone so much that you wanted to do this, but please promise me”, her father said, “that you will not go off alone again without me, your mother or brother.” Sara promised.  After Christmas, they planted the tree in yard.

The next year the tree was even bigger and they needed a tall ladder to put decorations and lights on.  People all over the neighborhood got to admire the little tree that Sara had gotten for her family just the year before.