SHANTINIKETAN INDIAN SCHOOL, DOHA - QATAR

Reading Card-4
Class– 2

THE LITTLE PINE TREE

Once there grew a little pine tree deep in the forest. It had needles that were evergreen. Yet it
was glum. It said, "My needles are not as pretty as leaves. I wish I had golden leaves."

Next morning, it found its wish had been granted. It had shining golden leaves. A man passing
by saw the golden leaves and started plucking them. Soon the little pine tree was stripped bare.

It again said, "I was wrong. I wish I had glass leaves. They would look pretty and no one would
steal them. "

The next morning the tree saw that it was covered with glass leaves. They sparkled in the
sunlight and tinkled gently.

But along came a storm, and the glass leaves were all broken. Once more the little tree was bare.

Now it said, "Leaves of gold and grass are pretty. But I wish I had green leaves."

Again its wish was granted and it was covered with pretty green leaves. But then a hungry goat
came and ate up all the leaves.

"What a fool I've been!", sighed the little pine tree. "My needles were the best for me. I wish I
could have them back again."

Fortunately, the little pine tree was granted its wish once again and it got back its pretty needles.
Moral of the story: Be happy with what you have.