Everyone and Everything

  ‘My own garden is not my own garden’

  (A story about environmental destruction)

  A long time ago in the bottom of a valley there was the most beautiful garden that had ever grown.

  The garden was a ‘Nature Garden’, which had grown all on its own, and upon which no human being had ever walked.

  Sheltered between the hillsides, it trapped enough sun and rain to grow every kind of plant imaginable. A nearby wood of trees provided just the right amount of oxygen and shade, and the cascading waterfall kept all of the plant life, moist and green.

  The flowers in the ‘Nature Garden’ were unlike flowers anywhere else in the world. The bluebells were bluer than the blue sky itself, the buttercups were yellower than the sun at its most radiant and the sunflowers grew six metres tall.

  Indeed, the colours of the ‘Nature Garden’ were so magnificent that it was thought that the rainbow used to sleep there whenever it wasn't in the sky.

  Over the years, all the wildlife of the woods and forests around came to the ‘Nature Garden’ to make it their happy home.

  There was every kind of bird in the world, which lived there. Every kind of tree, plant and flower grew there and every kind of animal found itself a home there.