"The Oak Tree" A might wind blew night and day, It stole the oak tree's leaves away. Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark. Until the oak was tired and stak. But still the oak tree held its ground, While other trees fell all around. The weary wind gave up and spoke, "How can you still be standing, Oak?" The oak tree said, "I know that you Can break each of mine in two, Carry every leaf away, Shake my limbs, and make me sway. But I have roots stretched in the earth, Growing stronger each and every day. You'll never touch them, for you see, They are the deepest part of me. Until today, I wasn't sure Of just how much I could endure. But now I've found, with thanls to you, I'm stronger than I ever knew."

Stay Strong, Believe in yourself, and never give up.