Give summary of grandma climbs a tree by Ruskin Bond
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This poem by Ruskin’s Bond poetically describes his granny’s love for trees. The poet begins the poem by calling her ‘genius’ as she could climb any type of tree easily. She had learnt it from her brother when she was six; and she had been climbing trees since then. As she grew old, she was advised not to climb trees as it looked disgraceful, however, she did not pay heed to this advice.
It was feared that one day she would fall. But she never fell! However, one day when she was alone at home, she climbed a tree, but could not come down. She was rescued from the tree top. After that she fell ill; the doctor was called; he took her temperature and advised her bed rest for a week. Everyone felt relieved as this would curb granny’s tree-climbing. Quite contrary to everyone’s expectations, the granny grew miserable lying in the bed. Obviously she was missing tree climbing. She sat up on her bed and declared she would not be confined to bed any longer. She called the poet’s father and instructed him to have a house built for her in the treetop.
The dutiful dad did the granny’s wish. With the poet’s help he built a beautiful treetop house for the granny. The granny moved into the treetop house. The poet took her meals up the treetop house. She had a wonderful time living in the treetop house.
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GrandmaClimbs a Tree –Ruskin BondMy grandmother was a genius. You’dlike to know why?Because she could climb trees. Spreading or high, She’d be up their branches in a trice, and mind you When last she climbed a tree she was sixty –twoEver since childhood, she’d had this giftFor being happier in a tree than in a lift;And though, as years went by, she would be toldThat climbing trees should stop when one grew oldAnd that growing old should be gone about gracefully She’d laugh and say, “well I’ll grow disgracefully, I can do better”. And we had to agree;For in all the garden there wasn’t a treeShe hadn’t been up, at one time or another[Having learned to climb from a loving brother When she was six] but it was feared by all That one day she’d have a terrible fallThe outcome was a different –while we were in townShe climbed a tree and couldn’t come downAfter the rescue,The doctor took Granny’s temperature and said,“I strongly recommend a quiet week in bed”.We sighed with relief and tucked her up well.Poor Granny! For her, it was like a brief season in hell.Confined to her bedroom, while every breeze Whispered of summer and dancing leaves.
But she had held her peace till she felt stronger Then she sat up and said, “I’ll lie here no longer”And she called for my father and told him undaunted That a house in a treetop was she what now wanted.My dad knew his duties. He said, that’s all right You’ll have what you want, dear. I’ll start work tonightWith my expertise assistance, hesoon finished the chore:Made her a tree house with windows and a door.So granny moved up, and now every day I climb to her room with glasses and tray. She sits there is state and drinks sherry with me.Upholding her right to reside in a tree.