The Oak tree always thought that he was far stronger than the reeds.
He said to himself “I stand upright in storm. I don’t bend my head in fear every time the wind blows. But these reeds are really so weak."
That very night blew a storm and the mighty oak tree was uprooted.
“Thank god!" sighed the reeds, “Our way is better. We bend but we don’t break."
He said to himself “I stand upright in storm. I don’t bend my head in fear every time the wind blows. But these reeds are really so weak."
That very night blew a storm and the mighty oak tree was uprooted.
“Thank god!" sighed the reeds, “Our way is better. We bend but we don’t break."
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