Micro Horio Analysis

The Redwoods of Micro Horio

Once upon a cold winter’s night, there was a tiny, merry village called Micro Horio (Small village in Greek) that was settled among the prosperous, rolling hills of Northern California. Every spring this fortunate village would receive a divine gift from the sky in the form of a raindrop on the surface of their village square. The large, puffy clouds would depart and the heavens of the sky would produce a single, golden raindrop. When the raindrop was absorbed into the Earth’s surface, a gift would be produced in the form of a resource that was not present on Earth before. The village understood that if they were to live in harmony with the gift, they received that year that they would be presented with another

However, if the village of Micro Horio were to abuse their sacred gift, then a great, maddening darkness would overcome the village. In previous years they had received cows, an orchard of ripe plum trees, an abundant field of wheat, several productive olive trees, a colorful field of corn, a scrumptious grape vineyard, and an array of horses. The villagers never seemed to have a problem with this simplistic rule until one year when they received the most divine gift, the redwood. When a large, sparkling raindrop hit the surface of the Earth, the ground began to shake and the small sprouts took root and shot up from the soil in the matter of seconds, forming hundreds of two-hundred and fifty foot tall giants all around them. All of the men, women, and curious creatures that gathered around were in awe, and some of the men and women even fainted. The people of the village admired the trees and agreed to leave them alone for their magnificent beauty, so the people for many months left the grand trees alone. One day a curious fellow named Jack chopped down a tree with his ax because he thought it would make a lovely table. Many people of the village followed Jack’s actions and made huge log cabins, carved chairs,