There is an old story about an oak tree and a daisy that comes to mind. The oak tree laughs at the daisy, calling it weak because every time the wind blew the daisy would bend. Then one day a hurricane came and the tree was uprooted, while the daisy, when the rain stopped, popped back up as perky as ever. Thus the story ends, and the daisy seems to be the stronger.
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