OAK AND REED

Oak and Reed

OAK AND REED

He started to chat with the oak reed

Oak: ‘God has not been very kind to you; If the tiny sparrow lands on you, your back will bend. Your head bows when the morning wind blows. Just take a look at my mountain-like body! Even the sun hardly penetrates my body. The storm touches my branches.’

Oak: ‘Every wind blows you Bora! Hurricane to me, breeze! Come and live in my shadow! But your lineage somehow goes to the wetland. It goes to the windy place. I pity you! Nature has treated you unfairly.’ He said.

Reed said: ‘You have a good heart, Oak’.

Reed’You don’t have to feel sorry for me. You’re more afraid of the wind than me! I bend, I bend, but I have endured until now. You have stood upright until now, but there is a hard one. One day, you will see it too! Then the wind came out. It blew so hard! Until then, no one had come across such a thing. North, the mother of winds, has released her most troublesome son to the world. The reed tried to hold on to the bent oak. It worked but it didn’t last. Finally, he bowed his head, and his roots came to the surface, seven floors below the ground.’

Jean de la Fontaine.

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