![]() ![]() ![]() When the boy is little, he plays in and around the tree all the time, and they’re very happy together. Because even if you just take the relationship between the tree and the boy at its most basic level–as a simple friendship–this story is A HORROR SHOW.įor those of you who haven’t read THE GIVING TREE since you were kids, here’s the story. ![]() (This once happened inside my favorite indie bookstore in Woodstock, NY, and I hereby publicly apologize to the proprietors for the fifteen-minute rant in their children’s section.) I’m not even going to touch on what happens if you take this book as a metaphor for martyrdom in romantic relationships or parenting. Except for the pretty green color of the cover, this book has zero redeeming qualities, and if provoked, I will tell this to everyone who comes within a ten-mile radius of me. In most cases, even if I don’t like a book personally, I can understand the appeal it might have for someone else. Though I’m not always successful, I try really hard not to be judgmental about what books people like. ![]()
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