In the oak tree’s eyes, he was a robust tree. He thought to himself, “I am way stronger than these weak reeds. Unlike them, I stand alone in the storm, never bend to the wind’s will.”
The same night nature took a toll, a powerful storm came.
In the morning, reeds found the mighty oak tree uprooted. They said, “Oh lord, we are grateful that we can bend and don’t just break.”
Moral of the Story: Pride takes a fall.