Saturday, 15 November 2025

THE MAN WHO PLANTED HOPE

In a quiet village lived an old man named Baba Tunde.
Every morning, before the sun came up, he walked to an empty piece of land behind his small house. In his hand was a tiny bag of seeds.

Day after day, he planted.
Rain or sun, he never stopped.

People mocked him.

“Baba, who will eat these trees?”
“You don’t even have children - who are you planting for?”
“You are wasting your time.”

But Baba Tunde smiled and said only one thing:

“I am planting for the future. Even if I don’t sit under the shade, someone will.”

Years passed. Baba Tunde grew older and weaker.
But the seeds he planted grew into strong young trees.

One day, a heavy storm hit the village.
Roofs were flying. Trees were falling.
Houses were shaking.

But something saved the entire village.

It was Baba Tunde’s forest.

The trees blocked the wind, held the soil, and stopped the flood from wiping out the community.

When the storm cleared, everyone realized the truth:

The man they laughed at yesterday…
was the man who saved them today.

The villagers went to thank him, but Baba Tunde only said:

“Greatness is not about who praises you now…
It’s about who benefits from what you did later.”


No comments:

Post a Comment

The Saga of the Four Whiskers

Canto I: The Kingdom of the Floorboards Sing, Muse, of the shadows beneath the sink, Of the dust-bunny dunes and the copper-pipe link. Sing ...