Many many years ago the world had only one type of tree, the pine and people lived in small mud huts built into rolling hillsides.
One day though a very very very old man from the tribe called out to the wind asking for beauty and strength, little did he know his words would land in the ear of a wizard and the world would be changed forever.
After listening to this story consider the following questions:
1). In the story the people live in Jabberjarome a scattering of mud huts with no electricity, cars or roads. The only thing to do was play out in the fields and forests, how would you feel about spending a month living there?
2). The old old old man calls out and asks for 'eternal beauty and strength' do you think that was a good wish? Could he have asked for anything else?
3). In the end all of the old people are turned into trees, was this a happy ending or not?
4). If you could be any tree which type would you be?