In the village of Umuocha, there stood a very old mango tree at the far end of the market square. The villagers loved it, not only for its shade and fruits but because they believed it was magical. At night, people said the tree glowed faintly, as though tiny stars had chosen to rest on its branches.
Children often gathered around it, whispering tales of a spirit that lived inside. According to the legend, if someone placed a broken object beneath the tree and made a wish with a pure heart, the tree’s spirit would mend it.
One evening, a little girl named Ada came to the tree with her broken clay doll. She had carried the doll everywhere since her mother gave it to her, and when it broke, she was heartbroken. With tears in her eyes, Ada laid the doll at the roots of the tree and whispered, “Please, make her whole again.”
The next morning, Ada woke up to find the doll by her window. It was perfectly mended, as though it had never cracked. From that day, she never doubted the magic of the wishing tree.
Joyce
47 days agoIn the village of Umuocha, there stood a very old mango tree at the far end of the market square. The villagers loved it, not only for its shade and fruits but because they believed it was magical. At night, people said the tree glowed faintly, as though tiny stars had chosen to rest on its branches.
Children often gathered around it, whispering tales of a spirit that lived inside. According to the legend, if someone placed a broken object beneath the tree and made a wish with a pure heart, the tree’s spirit would mend it.
One evening, a little girl named Ada came to the tree with her broken clay doll. She had carried the doll everywhere since her mother gave it to her, and when it broke, she was heartbroken. With tears in her eyes, Ada laid the doll at the roots of the tree and whispered, “Please, make her whole again.”
The next morning, Ada woke up to find the doll by her window. It was perfectly mended, as though it had never cracked. From that day, she never doubted the magic of the wishing tree.