The Tree and the Reed
The
Tree and the Reed
“Well, little one,” said
a Tree to a Reed that was growing at its foot, “why do you not plant your feet
deeply in the ground, and raise your head boldly in the air as I do?”
“I am
contented with my lot,” said the Reed. “I may not be so grand, but I think I am
safer.”
“Safe!?”
Sneered the Tree. “Who shall pluck me up by the roots or bow my head to the
ground?” But it soon had to repent of its boasting, for a hurricane arose which
tore it up from its roots, and cast it a useless log on the ground, while the
little Reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when
the storm had passed over. Obscurity often brings safety.
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