Why is my tree the best, why should my tree be one that should always be saved, well here is my argument.
My tree, my heroic, majestic, lovely, Eastern Hemlock has been through hell and back. To start all of its family, his cousins, brothers, sisters, mother and father have been hit with the Hemlock Woody Adelgid. This is a horrible disease that the hemlocks get from an insect. The insect drains all of the water and nutrients from the tree until there is nothing else left to support the tree, and thus killing it. This tree is relatively young for Hemlocks and has so much life to live. Being one of a few trees even in the state that has not been hit with this disease is saying something in its self. This tree needs to be saved so that it can keep growing the hemlock population in the area and not just die out like this family. Seeing as this tree is one of a few that has yet to be hit, maybe research can be done to understand why. We can learn so much from this tree. We can do more testing in the field to understand if there is a treatment and see if we can prevent this from growing into other untouched areas. This tree can give us hope, hope that we will be able to look out our windows and see Hemlocks in a few years.
Another reason why my tree to be saved and has been through hell is that it literally went through war and was wounded in battle and lives to tell the story. In the summer it fought through the battle of the summer rainstorm and won. This tree was moving all around trying to save everyone around it and was able to, but it was hit and his top was hit by lightning. He lost what some say is one of the most important things on a tree, its apical meristem. This is at the very top and is what allows the tree to grow up and out in its typical shape. Some say that without it, that it would be the same, but this tree couldn’t accept that future. My hemlock worked through the rest of the summer to try and grow and many said that it was not possible, but Hemlock wouldn’t take that. After many months of no growth in October it was recorded that it grew 3 inches. Many said that it was impossible, but my Hemlock is a survivor and showed everyone up. He grew, and continues to grow everyday.
This tree should be saved because it gives me hope. I look at this tree every other day as I walk to class and I think about what is has gone through and how it needs a break from struggle and just needs love. This tree can spread its hope through the campus and become something more.
This is more than just a tree, this is a strong warrior. This Eastern Hemlock has seen more trouble and death than I have and technically we are about the same ago. This tree has so much more life to give and more hope to give to those around it. It deserves more than it is given.