There was a great and tall oak tree. It towered above the grass and would make callous remarks toward the grass about being so tiny.
One day a mighty storm came and ripped the tree up with it's powerful gusts. The tree lay on the ground, dying with it's roots exposed. It asked the grass, "How is it I have fallen, when I am so mighty, and you are still here."
"We bend with the wind rather than fight against it." replied the grass.
2007-06-22
03:08:48
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John F,
I'm 23 and haven't been to school in about 7 years. I am merely asking questions and providing stories that will hopefully make people think deeply.
2007-06-22
03:19:56 ·
update #1