Beitrag in MOUVEMENT PERPETUEL, afin de perpétuer notre destin commun avec la nature, to perpetuate our common destiny with nature.

WHAT WAS NEEDED TO BE DONE FOR THE COCONUT TREE TO BECOME OUR ALLY IN THE FACE OF LACKS A long time ago, the coconut tree grew by itself… No one paid attention to it then. Then came a period of scarcity on an island in the Pacific. The climate there had been particularly harsh and unsuitable. The crops suffered and the islanders were hungry. All were wandering, each on his side in search of things to eat. One of them arrived at the foot of a coconut tree and happily discovered a few coconuts that had fallen to the ground. He hastened to pick them up to have one to eat and hide the others in reserve... No sooner had he picked up the cocos than a loud angry voice called out to him, "Who granted you the right to take my cocos, what would you have done to have this privilege? The dumbfounded man would have taken to his heels had he not been weighed down by his loot... But there, he deemed it prudent to lend himself to an act of contrition by talking to the tree whose words to be an auditory hallucination, the fruit of his excessive food deprivation. He used his best verve and formulated what was due in such circumstances: “Venerable tree, I beg your pardon if I have angered you. If I had to do something to earn your commies, what would that thing be? » The politeness and humility of the man got the better of the anger of the coconut tree, which expressed itself thus "You see, I make coconuts for a well-defined use, to generate coconut trees like me. When I drop my nuts on the ground, a race against time begins. My baby coconut tree has an obligation to connect to the sun with leaves up and to the earth down with roots. Which is complicated because he often falls in the shade of my palms and on a thick carpet of leaves, dead branches that keep him off the ground. He then only has a limited amount of juice and pulp to feed him in this endeavor. If my babies fail to germinate, one day they lose their fur and reveal their faces to you. They then display a surprised look and an open mouth, amazed at now only belonging to the world of the perishable. As you can guess, if you steal my babies, it's as many chances less to succeed in an adult coconut tree. Our native thought about it and offered a deal, a bit like a fool's bargain, the main thing was to be able to leave with the cocos he had in his arms... "Dear Friend, if I promised you to help you by planting your coconuts correctly so that they have the best chance of success, could I then keep some for my own needs? » The tree did not perceive the insincerity in the man's voice and replied in this sense "Of course! Yes, if you plant some, you can keep some, you will have done something for me, so it's normal, you can ask me for things! It will be give and take! But please don't turn my cocos upside down, and plant them in the same inclination as you found them, because a germination process has already started having recognized the top and the bottom" It was around the fire in the men's hut that our hero told his story. This caused a lot of laughter, people laughed at him, and people talked about many smoking plants that he would have used. But the story rained and was perpetuated so that with the weather and the good weather returned, we began little by little to fulfill the conditions set out without even paying attention to it. So we know that before the coconut tree grew by itself. And that if today we can ask him for anything, to be this tree of life that allows us to have better resilience in the face of food needs, it is that we sometimes plant his nuts to help him settle better. Perpetual motion