Once
upon a time, there was a young boy who lived with his parents in an
ordinary house. Now, in their backyard was a huge apple tree. Being
young and small as the boy was, the very thought of plucking an apple
from the tree seemed glorious.
So, he asked his parents if he
could climb the tree to get an apple. "Yes, you may," the father said,
"only after you have dug 6 feet below the apple tree, then you may start
climbing." He hands a small shovel to the boy.
The naive boy
obliged. He spent months digging the ground, breaking a hand and leg in
the process. When he had completed, he found himself trapped 6 feet
under in a space of what looked like a coffin hole. It was a miracle if
he could climb out of the hole at all, let alone climb tree!
Now things are running through his mind. He was getting good at this
whole digging thing and only got swifter by the day. Perhaps he should
just break the roots of the tree, destroy it so he can get his apple?
After that, he can proceed to break the foundations of the house to get
back at his father? To be continued.
