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“… so now you can water and feed your Coral tree, and when we visit Granny this holiday we shall take a walk and I’ll show you mine!”
After having spent many happy evenings paging through the family album and giggling at the podgy little cherub that was now their elegant mother, waddling along, galvanised watering-can clutched purposefully in her hands, they had looked forward to seeing the blossoms of their mother’s childhood in real life.
But the excitement of the day soon turned to disbelief, anger and then bewilderment.
The long leafy lane provided pleasant relief on their walk that humid afternoon. The house at the end of the road, on the corner stood proud and gabled, just as in the photographs. The original colour had changed and the present garish orange was probably a warning of what was to come.
They followed the worn footpath round the west side, to the far corner of the fence. Instead of a welcome flush of the deep orange-red of the Coral Tree, there was nothing.
Not even a stump remained.
Her beloved Coral Tree - the symbol of her birth, her gift by proxy to the earth- uprooted.
Carelessly; and not even an exotic substitute grew there apologetically.
What remained of the family tradition of planting a tree on the birth of a child, was a broken heart.
TEST YOUR UNDERSTANDING
a) Explain the degrees of emotion: “disbelief”, to “anger” and then “bewilderment” that the family felt in paragraph 3. (3)
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