The Trouble Tree The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. Upon opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His tan face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier. ""Oh, that's my trouble tree"", he replied. "" I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing for sure, troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again."" ""Funny thing is,"" he smiled, ""when I come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before. Todays African Proverb One must talk little and listen much. That's the end, what do you think?  We hope you liked it and we are always looking for fables stories and guest readers to join us. Connect with us on unikfocus.com or email us at [email protected]. Connect with me on IG @malkializ_  Till next time! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/sikilizaafrica/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/sikilizaafrica/support