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The oak, whch was very proud of itself, showed a great deal of sympathy for the sugar cane. 'What a sad lot is yours! A breath of wind is sufficient to make you bow your head. On the other hand, I stand up straight and tall in the strongest gale!'
'Yes, but,' the sugar cane objected, 'although the wind can make me bend, it can never break me.'
A furious storm then broke out. When it had passed over, behold there was the oak lying on the gound with its roots in the air, while, little by little, the sugar cane straightened itself up, as strong as ever before.
'Yes, but,' the sugar cane objected, 'although the wind can make me bend, it can never break me.'
A furious storm then broke out. When it had passed over, behold there was the oak lying on the gound with its roots in the air, while, little by little, the sugar cane straightened itself up, as strong as ever before.
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