Once upon a time there was a bird looking for a nest. In the jungle; she went to a pine tree; asked if she could home in there. The pine said that he would be happy to neighbor her provided that she takes her nest to the tallest branch of the tree. And then the bird could see the sunshine first before anyone and let the pine know before anyone when the night is over and the sun is coming to see them. The bird replied that she afraid to fall down when the wind blows in the dark night. Pine paused for a while and went that the risk is the price she has to be ready to pay. Pine told her an old story then:

"Long time back I gave shelter to a lost sparrow, she was lonely and sad, she had not dared to fly over the sea at the migration season. She wanted to stay at her cozy corner; but when the October wind started to blow; her nest was no longer comfy and warm. She took refuge in my arm, and asked me to pick and take her to my tallest branch. I wondered why; and the response was simple. She was counting the days to the Spring, to the warm days, to the days that her companions would come back from the long trip. She wanted to be the first one to see them. The tallest branch was like her pharos, her peak of hope."