As a youngster, no more than maybe twenty years old, Alf heard the local children discussing the meaning of his name. Alf. He didn’t stop to consider how they knew his name, but immediately reacted.
Alien. Life. Form.
But he was a native tree, his family had inhabited this land since the ice disappeared.
Alien. Life. Form.
Like he shouldn’t be here! This traumatised him. He wanted to wail.
Alien. Life. Form.
Yet his roots went deep, deep into the soil to keep the soil there.
Alien. Life. Form.
INDIGENOUS!

Very well set into perspectiv
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Thank you. 🙂
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My pleasure😊
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👍😊
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Indigenous, indeed! Jealousy from the others who are not 🙂
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You’ve got it! 🙂
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We are so smart 😉
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Of course!
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😁
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Poor tree!
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Indigenous! 🙂
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Yes for sure
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There was a TV show about him years ago, very cute story you told.
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I do remember it, and I was thinking of it. Thank you!
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