Pleasebequiet!Iwilltellyouanoldstory!It’snameis……Alongtimeago,therewasahugeappletree.Alittleboylovedtocomeandplayarounditeveryday.Heclimbedtothetreetop,atetheapples,tookanapundertheshadow.Helovedthetreeandthetreelovedtoplaywithhim.Thelittleboyhadgrownupandhenolongerplayedaroundthetree.Oneday,theboycamebacktothetreeandlookedsad.Thisisastoryofeveryone.Thetreeisourparent.Whenwewereyoung,welovedtoplaywithMomandDad.Whenwegrowup,weleavethem,andonlycometothemwhenweneedsomethingorwhenweareintrouble.Nomatterwhat,parentswillalwaysbethereandgiveeverythingtheycouldtomakeyouhappy.Youmaythinkthattheboyiscrueltothetreebutthat'showallofusaretreatingourparents.•Timeistooslowforthosewhowait;tooswiftforthosewhofear;toolongforthosewhogrieve;tooshortforthosewhorejoice;butforthosewholove,timeiseternity.Intheend.....WishourclasstowinthechampionshipintheBallroomdancingcontest.Bestwishes!That’sall!ThankYou!