It’s a story that I consider to be very inspiring and I am always inspired every time I remember it.
The story that I cannot forget which I read in GLOW, a catholic magazine is a story where the characters are not people; it’s a fable. It’s a story that I consider to be very inspiring and I am always inspired every time I remember it. It’s a story about three trees that were planted at the same time and all had their dreams for themselves. This story made me more determined to finish college despite the trying times I had to face-with two sons in school and my husband working abroad for most of the year and would only come home for a month or two. I dreamt and I had to make that dream come true while holding on to my faith and asking God to help me.
The story started with the three trees starting to grow after they were planted at the same time, and they were all speaking aloud their dreams. The first tree said that it wanted to grow so tall so that when people look up to it, it would make people look up high and see heaven; that way, it would help people to remember God. The next tree said that it wants to grow so big and strong so that when the time comes that it would be cut, it would be made a part of a big cruise ship where kings and queens, and very rich people board and travel the world by sea. The third tree said that it wants to grow into a beautiful tree with very clean trunk so that when people cut it, it would be made into a jewelry box where the precious and valuable stones will be kept.
The three trees were all growing well and they were happy as they were growing, thinking, that they would all have their dreams come true. But one day, some loggers came to them and cut them so untimely. They could not do anything but think that all their dreams are over. The first tree, because it was tall but thin, it was just put into a corner of a house and left there to stand. The second tree, although big, but not so strong was made into a fisherman’s boat; contrary to what it wanted to be a cruise ship. The third tree was made into a box, but not as a jewelry box because it was not a beautiful wood yet; it was made into a box where the farm animals eat. The three trees, separated from each other, but had the same fate, felt so sorry for themselves.
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