Suddenly, there was noise and clattering at the garden gate. A lot of weeds wanted to push their way in, but the carrots and beets held the gate shut with all their might, turning completely red from the effort. "Friends, what is this terrible noise?" asked the rose, startled. "Just calm down, Your Grace, we will keep this beggar and ragtag bunch away from our celebration!" "What's going on?" shouted the weeds. "As if we weren't flowers! We're not worse than the cornflower! Yes indeed! And she's strutting around in there with you!" At that, the ears of corn rushed towards the weeds. "How dare you compare yourselves to the cornflower, ugly bunch!" they shouted. "She is our pride! For her, we gladly risk our lives!" "Quiet! Everyone be quiet!" said the rose. "On this one day of the year, we should be able to be friendly to each other and...