The Penny Tree


The Penny Tree


By Daphne Xu

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Jill. She was six years old, and already in first grade, and very proud of her achievement. Now, the family was poor, but she'd always been taught that she could do anything if she put her mind to it.

One day, she found a penny on the ground. She picked it up and ran home.

"Mommy, Daddy! Look what I found!" She showed her family the penny. "I'm gonna plant it and grow a nice big tree, and give us lots of money."

"That's very nice, Jill," said Mommy, "but pennies don't grow. They aren't seeds."

"It certainly won't grow," agreed Daddy.

Big Brother said something as well, something Jill couldn't understand in the least. Humph! Just because he was a big boy, already thirteen years old, doesn't mean he could clobber her with big words that she couldn't understand. After all, she could do anything if she put her mind to it.

She went to the backyard, dug a small hole, and buried the penny in the ground.

Every day before school, Jill watered the seed with water. Every day after school, after changing out of her school dress, she watered the seed with milk, and nourished the seed with honey. After all, she learned in Sunday School that the ancient Israelites were promised a Land of Milk and Honey.

Once, Jill overheard Big Brother telling his friends, "She's still watering that penny, thinking it will grow." She fumed at their laughter, but refused to let it daunt her.

And then one day... a sprout appeared, a sprout made of copper just like the penny. The sprout grew and grew. It grew big, thick, and tall. The tree was in full bloom by the time Jill graduated from first grade, and became a big-big copper tree.

The tree had leaves of money -- one-dollar bills, five-dollar bills, ten-dollar bills, and on up even to the occasional 100,000-dollar bill. The tree was bountiful with its fruit, of pennies, nickles, quarters (both eagle-backed and statist), half-dollars, Eisenhower dollars, Susan B. Anthony dollars, and even gold dollar coins. The tree produced other coins that Jill had never seen before.

The family lived happily ever after, because nobody could distinguish between these and authentic Federal Reserve notes and minted coins.

The End



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