Fable
The Oak and The Reeds
A Giant Oak stood near a brook in which grew
some slender Reeds. When the wind blew, the great Oak stood proudly upright
with its hundred arms uplifted to the sky. But the Reeds bowed low in the wind
and sang a sad and mournful song.
"You
have reason to complain," said the Oak. "The slightest breeze that
ruffles the surface of the water makes you bow your heads, while I, the mighty
Oak, stand upright and firm before the howling tempest."
"Do
not worry about us," replied the Reeds. "The winds do not harm us. We
bow before them and so we do not break. You, in all your pride and strength,
have so far resisted their blows. But the end is coming."
As
the Reeds spoke a great hurricane rushed out of the north. The Oak stood
proudly and fought against the storm, while the yielding Reeds bowed low. The
wind redoubled in fury, and all at once the great tree fell, torn up by the
roots, and lay among the pitying Reeds.
Moral
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Better to yield when it is folly to resist, than to resist stubbornly and be
destroyed.
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