Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing all alone in the woods.
And like all lonely trees, they long for more of their kind.
So when a small tree begins to grow between them, the beech says to the birch, "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says he cannot tell.
Just then a wise woodpecker lands on the sapling.
The birch says, "Woodpecker, you are wise and a tree expert. Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree.
He replies, "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in."
And like all lonely trees, they long for more of their kind.
So when a small tree begins to grow between them, the beech says to the birch, "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says he cannot tell.
Just then a wise woodpecker lands on the sapling.
The birch says, "Woodpecker, you are wise and a tree expert. Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree.
He replies, "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in."