Roisa

Once there was a young girl named Zoe. When she wasn’t in school she was outside with the trees. One day her mum suggested she grow her own tree. She did. In fact she grew lots and hoped they would grow. One year passed, no trees grew. Two ,then tree and  then four! By the time she was sixty four years old they had grown but they were not pretty trees. They were gnarled and ugly  and looked like they were dancing in synchronisation! They were very small looking too. Zoe was amazed. This was the weirdest thing she had ever seen. She couldn’t wait to show her children.

2 thoughts on “Roisa

  1. Maith thú, Róisa. Very good writing again this week. I love the idea of the young girl growing into an old woman, waiting for her trees to grow. Esther

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