One day, two trees were standing in the forest. Between them was a young sapling. They look at each other, then back to the sapling trying to figure out whose it was.
"That sapling is mine," said the Beech tree, "it is most certainly the son-of-a- Beech."
"No, no, you're wrong," replied the Birch, "that tree is the son-of-a-Birch."
Both trees had no way of knowing because they couldn't move and trees are also ironically impatient. Before long a woodpecker flies by and both trees call out.
"Mister Woodpecker! Would you mind tasting this young sapling over here and telling us whether it is the son-of-Beech or the son-of-a-Birch?"
The woodpecker flies down, dips his bill in a few times and looks back up.
"Well?" Both trees asked.
"Well, you're both wrong. It is neither a son-of-a-Beech or a son-of-a-Birch. That right there, is the finest Ash I've ever put my pecker in."
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