Day of the Tree

In day 21 of September we will go to commemorate the day of the tree, then it is the opportune moment for we speak of this so precious good that it assists in them of the birth until the death. Perhaps if the trees could pronounce themselves, said more or less thus: – ' ' I was created by God before the human being came to the world, so that when it arrived, could find a shade friend in which it could rest and if to remake of the fatigue of its tasks. More unhappyly, many times I am ignored and disrespected for the man. They, without none escrpulo, on behalf of the progress, destroy my life. With axes, scythes or motosserras, cut my trunk making me to fall in the soil. They say that I make much dirt and I give work very, I knock down many leves. They forget that the leves that fall if become precious seasoning and that in its place other new leves are born that renew my beauty.

Beyond the shade, also I produce fruits that feed the birds and the proper man. Of my flowers the bees suck the nectar to produce the candy honey. In my twigs the birds make its nests and if they shelter from the sun, of rain or of the cold. Of my wood it is that the houses are made to shelter the people during its lives, the bed where the man rests during the night, the door that of the security to its homes, the cradle where innocent child sleeps, still, of my wood are made the coffin in which will go to rest the body without life after the death. Therefore, when to pass for me it contemplates me and it is thankful the good God for my existence. It does not make me none badly. Before breaking my twigs pulling out or me of the soil when still I am teeny, one remembers of that I am part of its vida' '.

My friends, if the nature makes in them so well, then we go to live in peace with it. Because not to plant plus a tree instead of destroying it? Because to maltreat a so precious good as this? Let us make our part, therefore the tree that we plant today produces the shade for our rest in tomorrow. Tree is life and life is not come to ruin. Let us reflect on this! Jair Garci’a Martins Ura – Paran