The Fir Tree and the Bramble
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High upon a windswept ridge, a stately Fir Tree stood tall, its needle-laden branches reaching toward the heavens. It looked down with haughty eyes upon the world below, constantly boasting of its own grandeur. 'See how I tower above you all?' the Fir Tree would proclaim to the small plants huddled at its feet. 'My wood is used for the masts of great ships, and I stand as a pillar of beauty in the forest. You, on the other hand, are merely common weeds, clinging to the dirt, unnoticed and unappreciated.'
Near the base of the Fir Tree grew a lowly Bramble. It was a tangled, thorny thing, humble in stature and often trodden upon. Hearing the Fir Tree’s constant taunts, the Bramble finally lifted its head. With a voice as sharp as its thorns, it replied, 'It is true that you are tall and majestic, but your pride is a heavy burden. You may be proud of your height, but consider the day the woodsmen come with their sharp axes. Would you not give everything you possess to be as low and ignored as I am, if only to escape the bite of the steel?'
The Fir Tree merely rustled its needles in derision, laughing at the thought of such a fate. But seasons turned, and the time of the harvest arrived. Sure enough, the woodsmen appeared, their axes gleaming in the sunlight. They passed over the Bramble without a second glance, seeing only a tangled mess of no value. However, they walked straight to the magnificent Fir Tree. They marveled at its straight trunk and towering height, declaring it the perfect specimen for their needs.
As the cold steel bit into its bark and the Fir Tree began to sway and groan, it finally understood the truth. With a final, crashing shudder, the mighty tree fell to the earth, its pride shattered alongside its trunk. The Bramble, safe and sound in its humble corner, remained standing, undisturbed by the greed of men. It was then that the Fir Tree realized that beauty and stature are often traps, while the simple and the humble are the ones who truly endure the storms of life.
Moral of the Story
“Better to be humble and safe than proud and exposed to ruin.”
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