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"Will my tree grow as big as the rest of our trees?"
Melody sighed.
"Yes, Madeline. All trees do, just like little girls grow up to be women."
Little Madeline frowned.
"I don't want to be a woman. I just want to play. If I don't shake it anymore, can I go play under my tree?"
Melody smiled.
"Sure Honey. I think your great grandma would like it if you did."
Melody watched little Madeline trot off to the tree. Some day, when Madeline was old enough, she'd tell her some of Grandma Madeline's stories. Those stories would help little Madeline understand about the tree. Until then, she could be just a little girl playing under her own tree.
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Flar19583 months agoRemarkably.
In german there is an old song "mein freund der baum" this story reminds me of these song from Alexandra in 1968
