
“They’re sleeping,” the waiter said. He bent down to Jimmy’s height. “Have you ever seen a tree sleep?”
Jimmy, staring wide-eyed at the four large downed trees, shook his head.
Looking at the emergency tape and remembering the nasty storm the night before, I asked, “When will these ‘sleeping trees’ stand back up?”
“They missed their alarm this morning, so we aren’t sure.”
“Don’t worry, they’ll be up real soon,” Jimmy said.
It was when we came by a few hours later to find all four trees standing and healthy that I realized that Jimmy had inherited my great-grandfather’s magic.
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word count = 100
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Lovely. We need a few more like Jimmy.
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We do. Or perhaps those that can keep some of the trees and forests from being knocked down in the first place…
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Lovely story. I was not expecting that ending :)
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Thanks :)
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Simply delightful, Trent!
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Thanks, Keith!
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Well said, a child’s life is full of magic.
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Thanks. For some children the entire world is magical and these possibilities exist.
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You have to believe in magic for magic to happen!
What a lovely story, Trent.
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The more you believe the more likely it is to work, and nobody believes like a child….
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The world need more of this type of good magic
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I agree, we do need more of this type of good magic.
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I love this. If only we had people like this in our reality.
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I wish they were in this reality as well! Thanks.
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Magic indeed! those whom the trees listen to.
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The Tree Whisperer? Perhaps he is! Thanks.
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loI, ( ; love it, fantastic imagination. On our land when a tree drops I always sympathise & wonder what it tripped over. Kindred minds.
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Some of those big trees just don’t see what’s down there, tripping over everything… lol
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Dear Trent,
What a delightful twist at the end. Does Jimmy hire out? I could use that kind of magic to clean my house. ;)
Shalom,
Rochelle
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If so, I get first dibs ;) Thanks
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I loved this magical tale, Trent!
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Thanks!
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Oh! If only it were so! Lovely, Trent.
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Thanks, Dale!
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:)
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I love happy endings. Lovely story, Trent.
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Thanks, glad you enjoyed.
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You’re welcome :)
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Love this, Trent! :)
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Thanks, Penny!
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What a fun and intriguing take on the photo. Well done!
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Thanks
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It would be interesting to know how Jimmy’s dad explained the sudden revival of the trees! Fun story, Trent.
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Luckily nobody thought to ask that family that had eaten in there earlier in the day….
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A touching story 😊
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Thanks
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Lovely story Trent, a child’s magic is a powerful thing 💜
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Thanks, Willow.
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Always a pleasure 💜
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A child’s magic. Lovely story Trent
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Thanks, Sadje :)
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You’re welcome
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