The magic pear tree

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Narrative text story - The magic pear tree

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Long ago, there was a farmer in Taiwan who was very greedy. One day, he took some pears to the market for sale. An old monk came up to his cart and asked for one of the pears.
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“Why should I give one to you?” asked the farmer. “You are a lazy good-for-nothing.”

“you have hundreds of pears.” Answered the monk. “You will not be able to sell all of them. I ask for only one. Why are you so angry?”
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Everyone said that the farmer should give the monk one of the smaller pears. But he still refused.

Finally, a merchant who was there bought a pear and gave it to  the monk.
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“Thank you, sir,” said the monk. “I am a holy man. I must not be selfish. I invite everyone to eat pears with me.”
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Someone asked him. “How can you do that? You have only one pear.”

“Wait until I have finished eating this pear,” said the monk. “I shall then plant one of the seeds and it will quickly grow into a pear tree.”
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The monk then dug a hole a few inches deep and planted a pear seed in it. The asked someone to bring some water with which to water the seed. Within a very short time, the seed grow into a tree. There were branches and leaves on it, and many large sweet-smelling pears.
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The monk climbed up the tree. He threw down pear after pear to the people waiting below. When all pears were finished, the monk climbed down to the ground. He took his axe and cut down the tree. “Crash, crash, crash!” it fell to the ground.
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The monk picked up the tree and carried it away him. The farmer was furious but there was nothing he could do. He turned  round to look at his cart. All his pears had disappeared! Also the axle of his cart had gone! Then he realized what had happened. The clever monk had used the axle as the trunk of the pear tree. All the pears which the monk had given away had been taken from his cart.
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He rushed after the monk, but the monk wars nowhere to be seen. However, he found the freshly-cut axle of his cart lying on the ground outside the city gate.
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Everyone laughed at him. “It is your own fault for being so greedy,” they said

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