“I’m the best because I’m the tallest” said the little blue flower.
The smaller flowers agreed.
“And I’m the best because I’m the biggest” she continued.
Again, the smaller flowers agreed.
“And I’m the best because my stalk is the strongest.”
The smaller flowers couldn’t argue. Finding the truth is tough when you’re rooted in the ground.
One day a shadow encroached. It reached up over the tall grass which the little flowers had thought was the edge of the world. The pride of the tallest, biggest, strongest blue flower was doused by the shadow of the mighty sunflower.