One day a little sparrow was roaming the skies, singing her little choons to herself, imagining and hoping that one day an eagle or a dove, anything bigger than herself might join her and make her songs bigger, louder and better. Tired and weary, she rested in a large oak tree, and continued humming to herself. Suddenly the tree began to stir. A branch lifted, and rubbed what looked like a giant eye. A mouth of sorts opened and spoke. "What nice songs you sing, Did you write them?" "Yes", replied the sparrow shyly. "They're great, but I hear so much potential". "I know what you mean", said the bird sadly. The tree said, "Would you mind if I joined you?". "Not at all", exclaimed the bird, "I would love that!" "Oh wonderful", said the tree laughing, "I make music myself, and I think it might work well with your songs!"
So as the bird sang, the tree began to move some of its branches and rustle its leaves. It clapped some its branches together in time to the bird's song, thus creating a medley of soft melodies and natural percussion - a perfect partnership.
