Once there lived a peasant in a village.
The peasant was poor and had only a small farm which gave limited harvests. There was an apple tree in the backyard of his home. The tree was very old and bore no fruits. It however sheltered many small animals and birds. So one day, the peasant thought of cutting down the tree.
The peasant took his axe and stroked heavily on the roots of the tree.
The birds and the squirrel which nested the tree, came to the peasant and pleaded, 'O human! This tree is our home. Our nests on the trees have babies and if you axe this tree, we will lose our homes and our nestlings would are unable to fly, might die. We plead you to spare this tree. We promise you that we shall sing to your delight. Our songs will lighten your heart and mind'.
But the peasant wa adamant. He gave no heed to the pleading creatures and continued to blow heavily the tree at its roots. Soon he reached the hollow of the tree. The hollow had a large bee hive which was full of honey. The peasant threw away his axe and collected the honey. He considered the tree as sacred and began worshipping it.
Due to the peasant's own interest, the tree was saved from felling.
Moral: Some people are driven by self-interest.
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