A massive oak tree stood in the centre of the village green, its far -reaching branches casting long shadows. Every spring and summer, most of the town’s festivities took place around this tree. Garden parties, jumble sales and church bazaars all took place here.
When the sun was shining, the tree cast a ppleasing shade. If it rained, as it often did during an English summer, the foliage was dense enough to shelter the village folk.
Of all the happenings that took place under the tree, the gayest were June weddings. Many of the village people, after exchanging wedding vows in the tiny church across the green, had held their receptions under the old oak tree. This is why the tree was known affectionately as “The Wedding Tree”.
This afternoon, a town meeting was being held under the tree. Once the Mayor declared the meeting open, Mr. Wilkes, a newcomer to the village, took the floor. He proposed converting the village green into a golf course. This would bring golfers from the big cities to the village providing a good source of revenue to the different businesses in the village.
Mr. Wilkes neglected to mention that he would be the chief beneficiary of this scheme as he had just bought and renovated the Village Inn. He was greeted with a murmur of applause as everyone welcomed the thought of extra money.
Mr. Wilkes cleared his throat as the applause died down and proceeded to elaborate on his plan. The first thing to do , he announced, would be to cut down the oak tree to make more space for the golf course.
No sooner had he said this than the villagers who had been listening appreciatively, stood up in uproar. They could not consider any damage to their beloved Wedding Tree, not for any amount of profit !
June Writing prompt 2020