Summary of The Trees Class 10 First Flight

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Trees are for birds.
Trees are for children.
Trees are to make tree houses in.
Trees are to swing swings on.
Trees are for the wind to blow through.
Trees are to hide behind in Hide and Seek.
Trees are to have tea parties under.
Trees are for kites to get caught in.
Trees are to make cool shade in summer.
Trees are to make no shade in winter.
Trees are for apples to grow on, and pears;
Trees are to chop down and call, “TIMBER-R-R!”
Trees make mothers say,
What a lovely picture to paint”
Trees make fathers say,
“What a lot of leaves to rake this fall!”

The trees are used by birds. They live in the trees and build their nests. Trees are used by children.

 

They love to make tree houses and use them as swings. Children love to play hide and seek behind the trees. Not just children, even grown ups have fun around the trees. They have their tea parties under the shade of the trees. The strong winds that blow through the trees provide relief to passersby. During extreme summers, trees provide shade.

During winters, trees do not provide shade and allow people to bathe in the sun. People get to eat delicious fruit like apples and pears. Trees are useful even when they are chopped down.
We get timber which is used to make furniture. To some, trees are like beautiful pictures that they would love to paint and to others they are profitable as even their shattered leaves could be put to great use.

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• The trees are coming out of their artificial glasshouses.
• They are moving out into their natural habitat — the forest.
• The trees are metaphors of nature itself.
• Without trees, forests have become empty.
• No trees are left in the forest where birds can perch themselves on their tops.
• Even insects have lost the places where they could hide themselves in.
• The poetess is hopeful that the forest, will be full of trees ‘by morning.’
• To free themselves, the roots continue working all night.
• They tire trying to come out from the cracks in the veranda floor.
• Small twigs become tough and branches move their positions under the roof.
• The night is fresh. The moon is shining and the smell of leaves and lichen is spreading out into the rooms.
• The poet is sitting inside but the struggle of the roots, leaves and branches continues to free themselves.
• The struggling trees have come out breaking the glasshouse and are marching towards the forest victoriously.

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यह कविता एड्रीन रिच द्वारा लिखित सजावटी पोधों के बारे में एक कबिता है ये पौधे घरो के अंदर फूलदानों और छोटे बर्तनो में उगाए जाते है ये पछइयो और कीटो के लिए लाभदायक नहीं है पछी इनकी शाखाओ के ऊपर नहीं बैठ सकते है कीट सोयम को इनमे नहीं छुपा सकते है ये कोई छाया नहीं देते है इनकी टहनिआ अकड़ी (कठोर) हुई है इनकी साखाये उस मरीज की भाति है जिसे हाल ही में अस्प्ताल से छुट्टी मिली है ये प्रकाश से बंचित है इनके पत्ते प्रकाश हाशिल करने के लिए शीशे की खिड़की की ओर भागते है क्योकि फूलदानों और बर्तनो में उनका दम घुटता है कबित्री अपने कमरे में बैठी है बह लम्बे पत्र लिख रही है रात्रि का समय है बह पत्तो और काई को गंद को अपने कमरे के अंदर पहुँचता महसूस करती है कबित्री की इच्छा है कि बृच्छ प्रकाश और हवा कि लिए संघर्ष करे 

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Trees Moving Out: The trees inside are coming out. They are coming out of those artificial glasshouses where humans have so far confined them. The trees are freeing themselves from human bondage. They are moving out into the forest. The forest has been and will ever be, the natural habitat of trees. `The trees’ are metaphors for nature itself.

Empty Forests: Human civilization and progress have led to the cutting of trees on a large scale. Without trees, forests have become empty. There are no trees left now where birds can perch themselves on their tops. Even Insects have lost the places where they could hide inside them. There are no trees left in the forest where the red hot sun could find some cooling by burying itself in their shadows. However, the poetess is hopeful. The forest which remained ’empty all these nights’ will be full of trees.

Roots Work All Night to Free Themselves: The roots continue struggling all night. They want to free themselves. They try to come out from the cracks in the veranda floor. The leaves strain themselves moving towards the glass. Small twigs have become tough and hard. The long-cramped and crushed branches move repeatedly from one position to the other under the roof. These moving branches look like the patients who run out of the hospital in a hurry. Almost half-dazed, they move to the doors of the hospital to escape from it.

Poetess Sitting Inside: The poetess is sitting inside. Doors open to the veranda. She is writing long letters. But in those letters, she is not describing how trees are struggling to come out of their artificial habitat. They are going to their real and natural habitat. The trees are moving towards the forest. It is their real habitat. The night is fresh. The full moon is shining brightly in the sky. The smell of leaves and lichen is spreading out into the rooms. It comes inside like a voice from outside.

Head Full of Whispers: The poetess is sitting inside. The struggle of the roots, leaves and branches to free themselves from their artificial habitat continues. Her head is full of whispers. These are whispers of the struggling trees. Then, she asks us to listen to those struggling sounds. We will notice that the struggling trees have come out breaking the glasshouse. They are still stumbling but marching forward victoriously towards the forest. Winds rush forward to welcome the victorious trees. The trees have grown up to such dimensions that have even covered the full moon. Covered by the leaves and branches of the trees, the full moon looks like a broken mirror into many pieces. These broken pieces of the moon can be seen through the holes of the tallest oak at the top.