One day, a pen was out in the country, and he met a squirrel doing a planting. The squirrel was very humble and went to say hello to him, but the pen didn't want to take his hand, and out of anger, he repressed him. The squirrel said, don't come near me, you're dirty from the ground, from the ground, dirty from the ground. You know who you're talking to, look at your position. And don't forget the distance from our separation. I am the golden pen that writes on the board, I write for the governments the law of the constitution, I wrote on paper for the rich and for the barons, I only walk in the hands of the masters, of the men of position. The squirrel replied, in fact, I live on the floor, to be able to give what I eat and dress your pattern. I came to the world first, almost in the time of Adam, if it weren't for my support, no one had instruction. Proud pen, ashamed generation, your noble art is not pretentious, you say you write everything, there's one thing you don't. It is the beautiful word that is called education.