There once was a little blue jay called Pineshish and because it was wounded, it needed refuge. It asked the birch and the maple trees for help but in vain. They refused. Pineshish had to find shelter. The fir tree provided it. Protected from the winds and the storms, the blue jay got better and recovered, fed by the generous fir tree. Soon, the trees that had neglected to help Pineshish when it was in need started to lose...