“THE LORAX”

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“THE LORAX”

The Lorax is a story about the tree loving Lorax and the greedy Onceler. When the Onceler shows up, he notices a forest of truffula trees. He realizes that these natural resources could be profitable by making “THNEEDS” out of them.

A thneed is a fine something that all people need. The Onceler, in his greedy state, encounters the Lorax. The Lorax “speaks for the trees because the trees have no tongues”. He protests the He called his family one by one and then all of them came and started to help him. They started whacking down trees to make Thneeds, something that everyone needs. These “things” started to sell at an amazing pace and the Onceler was making so much money. Pretty soon, something very terrible happened.

In his quest for money he polluted the air, polluted the water, and deforested all the “special trees” from the land. This, in turn drove away the animals that had lived in the area. They had relied on the trees for food and shelter. After the very last truffula tree was chopped, his family left him with no trees and no more money. When The Lorax drifted away from the polluted mess he left a pile of rocks where he stood, with one word …”Unless”

 

The Lorax
I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better. It’s not.

“Mister!”, he said with a sawdusty sneeze,
“I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees.
I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues,
And I’m asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs” —
He was very upset as he shouted and puffed —
“What’s that THING you’ve made out of my Truffula tuft?”

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better. It’s not.

Catch! calls the Once-ler.
He lets something fall.
It’s a Truffula Seed.
It’s the last one of all!
You’re in charge of the last of the Truffula Seeds.
And Truffula Trees are what everyone needs.
Plant a new Truffula. Treat it with care.
Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air.
Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack.
Then the Lorax
and all of his friends
may come back.

Now all that was left ‘neath the bad-smelling sky
was my big empty factory…
the Lorax…
and I.
The Lorax said nothing
just gave me a glance. Just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance.
He lifted himself by the seat of his pants and i’ll never forget the grim look on his face
as he hoisted himself and took leave of this place through a hole in the smog without leaving a trace
and all that the Lorax left here in this mess was a small pile of rocks with one word.
UNLESS