A farmer and his wife were walking through their field, when they spotted a strange creature in the distance.
When they got closer to the creature, it appeared much smaller.
The farmer leaned down, saying: "What is this?"

The farmer's wife bent down to get a closer look, and with a smile on her face, she realized what the strange creature was.
"It's a strawberry," she said, smiling as she ran her fingers over the smooth texture of its skin.
"Look at you," she said to the strawberry, "How beautiful you are."
"Ah, but I'm nothing compared to you," the strawberry replied, its voice soft and lilting. "Compared to you I'm but a joke."

"That's right", the farmer said, "You're just a little fruit."
"Oh, stop it," the farmer's wife laughed, "You're being rude."
"Perhaps," the strawberry said, "a working clock is wrong twice a day. That's how it goes."

"What are you trying to say?" the farmer frowned.
"I have seeds," the strawberry replied, "And within those seeds, my potential for growth, for change. You, old man, are a seedless fruit. You are stuck in this form, unable to expand beyond what you are."
The farmer grabbed the strawberry out of his wife's hands and squeezed it hard.
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