After sometime of climbing, and crawling and stomping through the thicket, Bobby arrived at the very heart of the bush. Here was a clearing, where the winds could not penetrate the leafy walls. For a moment Bobby just stood there, marveling at the new world she had discovered. Her eyes slowly surveyed the surroundings from wall to wall, from tree top to... "There! There it is!" Bobby exclaimed. "The little tree I was searching for"
On the floor of this hideaway room enclosed by thicket walls, grew a miniature tree. This tree did not look like any ordinary sapling. Despite its small size the tree looked very old: almost ancient.