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    A darkness swept over and made it night. 

Things used to be good, things used to be 

bright. Everyone was at peace, no bad thing 

was in sight. Until one day, a man made a  

choice that changed things for good,because 

he thought it was right. 

             But he was wrong...

“Who needs these trees? Who wants these trees? Why 

do they even matter?” said the Tree Chopper. He took 

his axe and put it up to the trunk. He used all of his 

strength to knock it down. A grin spreads across his 

face. 

“Now this is fun. More room for stores! More room for 

buildings! Who needs these trees?”

He continues chopping. 

“Why would you want to chop down a tree?” a voice 

said.

The tree chopper stops and looks up at the sky. An 

orange figure floated down and he didn’t know why. 

“Now who are you?” the tree chopper asked.

The orange figure smiled, a smile so bright. He took his 

hand and put it out for the Tree Chopper who thought 

he was making things right.

“I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees, and you sir are 

chopping them down, may I ask why?”

The Tree Chopper shrugs. 

“Are there any use for these?” he asked.

The Lorax stared at him. 

“Of course there is! Ever heard of oxygen?”

The tree chopper dropped his axe and crossed his arms.

“Oxygen? What is that for?”

“It helps us breathe! All biotic creatures need it to survive! 

Where do you think we get oxygen?”

“The sky?” the tree chopper asked uncertainly. 

The Lorax shook his head. 

“We get it from trees. If you keep cutting down these trees, 

then there won’t be any left! Do you really want that?”

“Deforestation doesn’t matter! Does it?”

“It does matter”, said the Lorax, “Just give me 

the axe.

“No”, said the Tree Chopper, “Now crawl up 

your little ladder”.

“Ok, said the Lorax, “You’ve been warned”.

As the Lorax walked off, the tree chopper 

began to laugh,picked up the axe, and was 

about to chop the tree until a hand stopped 

him. It was the Once Ler. 

“Wait”! he said, “What are you doing”? “I 

made the same mistake and it took a long time 

getting these threes back”.

“Who needs trees anyways?”, said the tree 

chopper.

“They are a waste of space and if we need 

trees that bad, then we will just plant fake 

ones.”

“No, you’re wrong”, said the Once Ler ,”We 

need oxygen, real oxygen. We need 

photosynthesis, we need the leaves. The trees 

aren’t a waste of space, they’re homes to 

these lovely animals”

“So what”, said the tree chopper, “They can 

always find a new home”.

“No, you’re wrong”, said the once ler, “this is 

their habitat. Half of them were born and 

raised here. You can’t just run them off just 

because you want to build stores”.

“I guess you’re right”, said the tree chopper.

“I know I am”, said the once ler “now promise 

me you won’t cut down anymore trees”.

“Ok” said the Tree Chopper,”I promise”

The once ler then turned around and walked 

towards his home. In his head he thought that 

the tree copper was going to keep his promise, 

but that didn’t last long. The tree chopper 

stood there looking at the trees thinking about 

how much money he could be making. Then all 

of a sudden, Mr. O’hare paid him a visit.

“Why, I don’t see trees on the ground and 

buildings up”, he said, “ I gave you orders and 

I expect you to follow them. I want these trees 

chopped down and out of the way by tomorrow 

afternoon."

The tree chopper sat there looking very 

confused. He had needed this job. So he called 

his three triplet   brothers inlaw(Harris, 

Hamish,and Hubert), and they began chopping 

down all the trees. 

They chopped and they chopped and they 

chopped. They chopped until the forest looked 

the way it did a couple years back. Dark, cold, 

and scary.

All the forest animals left yet again. When the 

once ler found out, he was furious. He was 

upset because the tree chopper never kept his 

promise. He realized how the Lorax felt when 

he didn’t keep his promise either a couple of 

years ago. He felt like he had to do something. 

So he called his old friend Ted, and explained 

to him everything that had happened. He was 

heartbroken because he spent so much time 

planting that one tree in town.

He called his grandmother who knew where 

the last seed was hidden.

“Ask the Lorax”, said the Grandmother, “He 

will answer all your questions”.

So the next day, Ted did. He decided once 

again that it was time to talk to the Lorax. Ted 

hopped on his motorcycle and left the town 

that night. He made it to the forest in no time 

and stopped at the “Unless” tree. 

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