It is supposed to be an allegory for the structure of the Western world, and the cyclical nature of history. It may be simplistic but I think you will find that it is about more than the growth of a tree
Short Story / The Parable of the Tree
There is a seed (nobody knows how it got there so don’t ask).
Over time the seed begins to take root within the soft fertile soil it has, by chance, been furnished with. Sucking up the moisture and nutrients from the soil until it has a strong enough foothold in life, and can begin to harbour thoughts of expansion.
It is not long before these thoughts of expansion are brought to fruition and the seed begins to sprout, at first a weak wispy structure that can be blown by the wind, but then a strong trunk armoured with bark to protect it from whatever natural elements the world chooses to throw at it and its still fledgling structure. Many other seeds try to take root nearby but the fledgling structure crushes them whilst they are still in their weak, wispy state. See this fledgling structure’s, more so than any other structure on the planet, goal is to expand and grow until it perishes, forsaking the growth of all other structures and subjugating them to propagate its own growth.
Over time the, what is now the beginnings of a, tree decides that it can not get on with itself so it starts to grow off shoots that much resemble the original trunk like structure but never grow quite as strong. Thus the process continues ad infinitum until it starts to grow little leaves, so that the roots don’t have to do all the work collecting nourishment for its now overcrowded structure. It is not long before the branches begin to fight each other for air and light until many of them become entangled and many of the leaves can’t remember who are they supposed to be collecting nourishment for.
Finally, what some branches of the tree still refer to as, an ill wind came and blew many of the top most branches away which by now had grown so far from the original trunk that they actually had no knowledge of its existence and merely thought they were an offshoot of a slightly bigger branch that was still slightly visible below and was practically identical with only slight differences to that which it had grown, believing its own branch to be the single greatest branch in the tree, in what is both their bloodline but also the document of their history, but barely ever spoken of.
The aforementioned topmost branches, blown away by the wind, were carried off to many far off lands and managed to in their deaths securing the creation of more seeds which led to there being more of their structure in many places, living to their expansionist goal right to the end.
Back in the original structure the original branches, from which the blown away off shoots came from, still unable to get on with themselves and constantly fighting for air and sun, decide that there is nothing to do but to grow more offshoots this time stronger and so a race begins to grow the biggest and best off shoot to collect the most water and light.
However the branches decided it was time for a change and that they could not keep growing versions of themselves. Unfortunately when the offshoots grew it turned out that every branch had the same idea as to what a strong branch looked like so they were all identical and a stalemate was reached and all progress was halted.
Until one day a pink fleshy structure came with the ability to move and metal attached to his arm and sawed the whole structure down from the original trunk which although forgotten about had been drinking in the wisdom gained from its topmost branches like it drank their water and the whole process began again but this time it was going to be bigger and stronger…
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Your story was a bit hard to follow. You’ve inserted many clauses you could of done without altogether, as the only thing they seem to add to the story is confusion ((nobody knows how it got there so don’t ask), what is now the beginings of a, more than any other structure on the planet, etc.). Just simplify your story. You have one, and you have the ability to tell it, you’re just too entangled in its branches.
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use indents to show new paragraphs. nicely written, detailed, and storyline. I was intrigued from the first paragraph on. Nice imagination and creativity. keep on going with this piece and tell us more about the tree
The first sentence made me laugh; it was pretty funny.
“fledgling structure” stop saying that so much, it’s distracting. Once, maybe twice, then end it.
”...remember who are they..” sounds more correct as: remember who they are collecting…
I got kinda bored reading this. Your begining was great, and I was initially interested. You kept going on and on about how this plant was growing, but you never gave me any reason to care about why, so I lost interest. I don’t know. Detail is not a bad thing, how you do it is everything. Its hard for me too. Please break some of your sentences up. Your long sentences may be gramatically correct, but that doesn’t make them a good idea. Pink fleshy structure sounds gross. Even if gross is what you had in mind, I think you can do better. Why do you want me to rate you on whether or not you can become a better writer through good feedback? Sounds like you’re asking everyone if we think you’re smart enough to learn. Pretty silly. I kinda think it’s silly to ask anyone to rate someone elses goals to begin with. It doesn’t need to be rated, it’s a goal. So make your goals and go for them, forget about what others think. Good luck.
It is very good. You brought me to stand before that tree. I am no expert and not a good critic so I came to understand what you were getting at. I do hope a more educated person is able to read your work and give you better insight. It would be nice to see the likes of your work in documentary form. I imagine myself watching the Discovery Channel watching this tree and the narrator speaking your words!
I’m sorry but I really don’t see a point to this story except to tell how a tree grows. There’s physical growth, but that’s not what stories are supposed to be about. All I’m trying to say is there’s no moral to the story.
I know what you are trying to do here but you didn’t quite hit it. Mechanically speaking, watch run-on sentences like Finally, what some branches of the tree still refer to as, an ill wind . . .etc. Break those up into smaller sentences. Watch comma use. More often than not where you placed a comma you could either end a senence or eliminate the comma altogether. It’s a problem I have too, where when I pause in writing a sentence I place a flow-interrupting comma.
It could stand some reorganization. Having to use the aforementioned topmost branches indicates a coming off a lengthy tangent. The tangent has validity to your piece, but not interrupting a thought—separate them out so it doesn’t read so scattered and disorganized.
There are some additional things you could add; science has learned that being buffered by wind actually improves a trunk’s strength—with obvious implications for your parable. Likewise while one leaf or offshoot is straining to outdo the others, every leaf and offshoot feels the benefit of nutrients gained by it. What you have written is largely pessimistic, while there are some positive aspects that can be addressed as well. Fighting for survival at the expense of all others is a matter of perspective; natural selection, or survival of the fittest is a less loaded idea, and introduces the concept that those who are prepared for success will do so while those who are not will perish. It’s all a matter of how you want your reader to perceive the world around them.
Symbolically, the metaphor of a tree works well to boil complex human/social issues down to the level of a child’s understanding. This is definately a worthwhile undertaking, so don’t give up on it!
This was extremely good. I understood, which is good for me. I’m no expert, I can’t critique on grammar and such. Sorry. I can see this in a National Geographic or something and enjoy it just as much. I’m not sure a child or young adult in these days would understand this piece. It is very deep in meaning and this could be something to consider when writing pieces geared for children. Would I have used it in my classroom? Absolutely, but I would of had to spend another day explaining it to them. Good piece, nice work and good luck….Peace MS B
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