bedtime stories: The Pomegranate from Last Year
“I can’t sleep, tell me a story!” The adorable pomegranate blossom leaned on the branch, begging its mother tree.
“Alright, I’ll tell you a story from last year,” said the mother tree. “Around this time last year, your older brothers and sisters were about to turn into fruits. A little boy passed by and wanted to pick a blossom to take home. I quickly said, ‘They will all become wonderful pomegranates. When the time comes, you can pick one!’ From that day on, he would come every day, seeing each blossom turn into a little fruit, feeling very happy. Sometimes he even sat under the tree, reading a book all day.”
“How wonderful! What happened next?”
The mother tree sighed.
“One morning, the person who planted me suddenly appeared. He brought two large baskets and picked all your brothers and sisters, taking them away.”
“Didn’t the little boy end up with nothing?” The pomegranate blossom asked anxiously.
“Don’t worry,” the mother tree said with a mysterious smile. “When the little boy found out, he cried sadly. I told him that I had already asked the cricket to secretly hide two pomegranates in the grass—one for the cricket and one for the little boy. When he found the pomegranates, he was so happy that he jumped and danced!”
The pomegranate blossom was very satisfied with this story and fell asleep peacefully.
The next morning, the sunlight was beautiful. The pomegranate blossom opened its eyes and saw a little boy quietly reading under the tree.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
