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The Girl Who Became an Olive Tree
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who loved the world and all its creatures with every fiber of her being. Her heart overflowed with compassion and empathy for every living thing. She felt the joy and pain of others as if they were her own, and she yearned to make a difference, to bring comfort and healing to those in need.
As she grew older, the weight of the world's sorrows began to bear down upon her slender shoulders. She witnessed the suffering of people and animals, the destruction of nature, and the endless conflicts that tore communities apart. Her tender heart, so full of love and concern, felt each wound as if it were inflicted upon her own soul.
Despite her best efforts to spread kindness and light, the young girl found herself overwhelmed by the magnitude of the world's troubles. The more she tried to help, the more she felt the pain of others seeping into her very core. Her once vibrant spirit began to dim, and her steps grew heavy with the burden of empathy.
One day, as she sat beneath an ancient olive tree, seeking solace from the chaos that surrounded her, a profound realization took root in her mind. She understood that the tree, with its gnarled trunk and reaching branches, stood tall and strong amidst the turmoil of the world. It did not involve itself in the affairs of others, but simply existed, growing slowly and steadily, deepening its roots into the earth.
In that moment, the girl made a decision. She would become like the olive tree, distancing herself from the cares of the world and focusing inward on her own growth. She closed her eyes and felt her body transform, her limbs lengthening and hardening into branches, her skin roughening into bark. She became the tree, standing firm and unmoving, no longer buffeted by the winds of sorrow and strife.
"A tree remains a tree," she said. "It doesn't experience everything. It's not to blame for anything. It's planted in the earth and stands still, deepening its roots..."But what she didn't know was that even as a tree, she never stopped feeling. Deep within her woody core, the love and compassion that had always defined her continued to pulse like sap through her veins. She may have taken the form of a tree, but her essence remained unchanged.
Only at night would she awaken and go swimming in the Mediterranean Sea. She was half girl, half tree, until she met a boy with the purest heart in the world. In the full moon, one could see that his heart's radiance was stronger than the moon itself. His innocent, wise, and kind-hearted gaze penetrated her eyes, allowing her to emerge from the self-imposed spell of defense and consider returning to life.
But instead of encouraging her to leave her tree form behind, he joined her as a tree by her side. They intertwined together into the biggest and strongest olive tree in the world, providing shade and solace for all. Upon its branches, countless peace doves cooed together, dispersing olive branches as all over the world.
Then, the laughter of children was heard from all directions, and a blend of languages woven together in delicate beauty, creating a stunning velvet ocean of coexistence. And the mighty intertwined olive tree? Stood at the center of it all, spreading love and empathy and gifting shadow and most delicious olives to the whole world till the very this day.