The Seed

A stranger walking through a small park somewhere at some time just finished eating a pear and tosses the core into a small vacant lot covered in leaves and carries on his way not thinking of the core he just tossed. Days go by and soon the seasons change from summer to fall, fall to winter, winter to spring and spring back to summer as we stroll through the small park once again enjoying the warm summer breeze. A little girl chases her ball down the path as a mother rests on the park bench to care for her child not knowing about the miracle happening behind her. It was the miracle of life.

Not far from where the young mother sat was where the pear core land among the fallen leaves and as the leaves decayed along with the core a small seed fell between the cracks of the broken walkway and miraculously took root and a small sapling was pushing its way through the broken walkway. As the days passed and then the months the sapling began to grow bigger and bigger but there were fewer people coming around now to see this miracle of nature and soon there would be none.

As the city grew the tiny park became smaller and smaller and buildings were beginning to rise where trees once stood and this small pear tree and a couple of flowers were all that was left of the once green park. Then the little trees day had come when they were going to cut it down. As the man raised his axe a little girl came running up,

“Please mister, you can not cut this tree down,” she said as she pointed to the small fruit starting to grow on its limb.

“Can we just dig it up and plant it somewhere else?” she asked and the worker then went to his truck and grabbed a shovel, carefully he dug around the tree's roots and removed it from the ground just as the little girl showed up with a little red wagon in tow along with her mother. They placed the pear tree in the wagon and then the mother and little girl went off with it.

A short while later they ended up at a small house in a rural area and brought the tree to the back yard when the little girl ran inside and brought her father out to show him the pear tree and he said that he knew the perfect spot for the little tree. He went inside and put on his coat and boots and then loaded the tree into the back of his pick-up, then he picked up his daughter and put her in the back seat as momma jumped into the front with papa. They left their neighborhood and left the city driving northwest towards the valley and the farmlands where the little girl's grandparents lived on a small hobby farm. As they turned into the driveway the little girl could see her grandma waving to her from the porch and grandpa was over by the barn,

“My, oh my, what brings you out this way today?” grandma asked as she scooped her granddaughter into her arms,

“Grandma, grandma we brought you a tree that mom and I saved from being chopped down at the old park, and dad said that this would be the best place for it to grow. It’s a pear tree grandma, a pear tree in our old park,” she replied excitedly. “Maybe we can plant it next to your apple and orange trees grandma,” the little girl mentioned.

“That’s a wonderful idea,” she said. “Honey, can you bring the shovels out from the barn?” she called out and her husband met them over by the small orchard while dad brought the pear tree over. It didn’t take them very long and the little pear tree had a new home as the small family gathered around the small pear tree. The little seed wasn’t even supposed to become a tree but with the luck of a stranger and a crack in the ground, it prevailed and came to a better place, just like life. It doesn’t matter where you are born, or how you are raised. It’s what comes from within that makes you a better person.