The Story Trees

Once there was a land dark and gray. Little grew in this place of dirt and stone. The evenings were silent as people gathered round fires saying nothing. No one knew a story to tell.

Into this land walked a woman. She walked with a cane for she was infirm, but the twinkle in her eyes revealed a never-failing youth and love of life. She walked to the highest hill and planted a seed. She slumbered beside it until the seedling became a tiny tree. Then she sat beneath it and waited.

The children came to her first for it is always the children that investigate new things. Beneath the tree she began to tell stories, for it is beneath a shade tree that the best stories are told. Each day the children returned to hear the woman’s tales. Soon their parents and the elders came too. With each story, the story tree she sat under grew larger. Soon it bore fruits.

The woman gave each person a fruit, and asked them to roam to a quiet place and plant it. More trees grew. People sat beneath the new trees and started telling stories of their own. In turn the new trees bore their own fruit and more story trees were sown.

The land, once dim and gray, became lush with life and stories. Each evening, homes were filled with the sound of beautiful tales. The woman stood upon her hill, gazing across a landscape of story trees, and saw that it was good. At last her work in the land was complete.

She climbed her tree and spread her arms wide. With a wink and a nod to the people below, she floated into the sky to join the origin of all stories. And there she still listens to the land where we live, collecting stories to share.
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This story was written for a special edition of FFfAW to honor one of our own. Last Sunday, Barbara W. Beacham passed on after a long battle with cancer. She was the creator of the “Mondays Finish the Story” writing challenge. Her love of stories inspired many others from many countries to write their stories and share them. Her writing challenge was her own story tree. She always had kind and supportive words for every story. People who might otherwise have never written their stories wrote because of Barb.

It seems her work here is done, and now she has gone home to the origin of stories. She was a good friend. I will miss her.

Be well, Barb.

About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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28 Responses to The Story Trees

  1. Joy Pixley says:

    What a wonderful tribute. I loved the story just for itself — such a beautiful legend — but when I got to the dedication to Barbara, it took on such greater meaning, and made me cry. Well done.

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  2. Your last line, “Be well, Barbara.” gave me the goosebumps. Your story is wonderful Eric! I love how she helped to make both trees and stories grow. She started something good that others in the land will help continue. Excellent story! I know Barbara would be very pleased. Thank you for participating!

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    • EagleAye says:

      That’s always how Barb finished her comments. I wanted to do the same when saying goodbye. I always felt like her writing challenge was like planting seeds. She fostered the growth and confidence of everyone who attended MFtS. It seemed to me she was planting a beautiful garden. I hoped that the story did her efforts justice. Thanks so much. I really appreciate it.

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  3. c2avilez says:

    This is beautifully crafted. I don’t know who Barbara was, but I love how she livened up her world and gave a gift that will go on and on. Lovely tribute!

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  4. Lyn says:

    Eric, that is such a beautiful story. But when I reached the end, I was gobsmacked. Oh my, how we will miss Barb. Her Monday Finish the Story prompts were amazing and produced some wonderful stories from her friends who joined in. Rest in peace, dear Lady ❤

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  5. Lovely story and tribute … very well written.

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  6. That was an excellent tribute one Barbara would be very proud of….

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  7. R. Todd says:

    School work took me away from partaking in her weekly “challenge”. It was one of the few challenges I truly missed working on because I knew on Monday’s I would have something new to keep my mind off of the daily grind (it gave me a reason to look forward to Monday’s). This was a beautiful tribute.

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  8. Indira says:

    Loved this one. What a sweet tale. I was catching up on your story. had a superb day. Enjoyed each one a lot. Thanks for writing such beautiful stories.

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  9. luckyjc007 says:

    This is really a beautiful tribute to Barbara and she would be so pleased with it. I love how you’ve written her story into a story, and the dedication to her is very heartwarming.

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  10. phylor says:

    Barbara would have smiled when she read your story.

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  11. Shivangi says:

    This made me cry… What a touching tribute…

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  12. John Yeo says:

    A brilliant tribute Eric ~ I am sure the seeds will continue to be cultivated everywhere~ Barb was an inspiration to many ~ Thank you for for making my day,

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