A letter from the au Seeds and Trees isa story about the power of words. ‘This story The story follows a young prince who grows up giving am and waters those seeds daily until they grow to become very he is able to cut down and uproot the bad ones and Now, I do not mean to seem presumptuous, but I think it a teacher, a therapist or an advocate who works with chi ‘Take a moment and do a self-audit. Take a moment and thi Take a moment and think back to when you first ‘Take a moment to think back to when yc What would your life have looked like wit! Now, look beside you at the child in your care. Take a moment an without those same lies governing their belief system. I be This is why I wrote Seeds and Trees. It is my sincere hope that the w the childlike part of each of our hearts to heal. It’s my hc will guide you to and through a process that will bring Ifyou are a child reading this book on your own I hop« that you are loved and that you belong. If anyone tells you di “Be carefull what you water, becau Sincerely, Brandon WaldThank you for being my best friend and for tending to Elle, Sophie, Ruby, and Royal. Daddy is so proud of d PO e aac rence - Brandon Baer ee Pe Be nC COR Cy The Treasured Tree LLC | Illustration copyright © 2018 by Kristen & Kevin Howdeshell SeeNca OC bo On INAIn the land of the King lived a special young prince Psertmonea cern cmon erari escent esie PF Stns rene in all the seeds he might want to exchange. d was a word that someone had spoken. Each seed was collected, a trinket, a token.When someone spoke nicely, not anything mean, SoM RENEE Rc Rte entckic tess Pee eee Sete ORR en et ea rt seeds of dark color whose trees produced shame.‘The trunks and the branches of dark trees were laden cern cette nea nr este ea cnn Climbing these trunks and th Teta onsale porte Wacol ea seo aia erste Ce lae|Teeceose econ el a RCntheanc ert mn aa te ect ecs sHe would plant his green seeds and dark seeds beside. PUR ta tee Men omR aa ona His green trees were strongest with plency of light, Oa ete te asic rre esr eeeet Ns cts eee ee eee aThe field the prince planted had started to show trees of two kinds, and the fruit that had grown. Bureaets one eee ens ee eno Roel erect acshs es eee nec e Ra tn crete creas words filled with candor as good friends will do. She never spoke harshly and never spoke lies. She always spoke lovingly; with gentle repliesOmri 4 RYU e Tee Ted Lar RmUe tect nnrad eT crel to on One day the prince said, “Hey friend, come along.” “To the grove, to the gro we will look down belor, Gru eee ieeeFi cem tet na eRe Recent e og Parone EC Ch ota ‘The prince reminisced as he entered the grove. eos a re Skee ree eect CoEeater ee ees eters Roe ele oceee treme aCe Peo cna ‘The friend asked the prince to pick out a tree, Sete ete encesThe root ee oory Upstate His friend ret Pees exclaimed, eased was planted “Can you cut plucked from andcovered down more the dirt, with earth. BeiHer tools came in handy: the axe, saw and shovel, Pierce teins cece pueden chet arene oar atc Not a dark tree was spotted, not any were mean.Buia ricci Aelita ten athy TREASUREDTREEAbout the, Bran daug Calit is his Bran The host all of videc Find “Be careful what you water, becaFollow the story of a yor (words) to and gathers the Later in his life, he notic to be harming the green down, uproot, and then r gree: “Be careful n (for it will s