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The tree could only offer parts of itself, so it would give the boy leaves to play in, fruit, and wood. The tree gave and gave without hesitation, and the boy, as he became a man, just kept on taking whatever the tree had left to offer.

It is a beautifully touching story of generosity, compassion and friendship, or, a harrowing allegory of extractionist capitalism's voracious exploitation of the proletariat, depending on the mood I'm in.

I visited the California Giant Sequoias earlier this year and they are very very beautiful, but when I drove the loop all I could think was "sorry! sorry!" Those trees stood for almost a thousand years in the peace, quiet and solitude of that beautiful landscape, and suddenly in the blink of an eye we paved a road though and piled it with thousands of cars a day bumper-to-bumper, humans stopping, tromping through their space and making a ruckus. It must be very annoying -- can't even get a peaceful few decades for some quiet thought. I imagine it is difficult being a Giant Sequoia in the modern world!