Theme:
Every cloud has a silver lining
The flower and the
wall
Once upon a time there was a flower that lived in Mr.
Milton’s backyard.
He was very fond of plants and took
care of them with attention. Therefore, his backyard was
a very pleasant place, and his plants were very
beautiful.
Despite everything going well there,
there was a flower that was unhappy.
She liked the soft earth, the fresh
water that reached her roots and even her neighbors. She
also liked the compliments Mr. Milton tell her, enjoying
her color, her delicate petals, and her soft scent. But
she didn't accept the fact that she was planted near the
backyard wall. She was always complaining about it.
The flower loved when the rays of the
morning sun reached her with that nice warmth. The
flower was proud and thought she was brighter in the
sunlight. But the wall blocked out the sun light at
certain times of the day and she didn't like being in
its shade at all.
In addition, the flower didn't like
either the wall preventing her from seeing the people
passing on the other side, on the sidewalk of that
street. She would also like to be able to be seen and
admired by them.
- This big wall is in my way! I don't
know why Mr. Milton planted me here.
The flower complained almost every
day and believed that she was really unlucky to live in
those conditions.
But the wall had been built a long
time ago. It was a little curved and threatened to fall
at any moment. One day, Mr. Milton hired some men who to
put the wall down.
The flower couldn't believe what was
happening.
- Today is my lucky day! God must
have heard my prayers. Or He must have seen that I
deserved even more freedom. What good thing! Goodbye,
unnecessary wall - she said scornfully.
When the men left and the dust had
settled, the flower, full of happiness, was admiring the
street and the people passing by. But there were also
some animals.
And one of them, a very curious
little dog, decided to enter Mr. Milton and even peeing
on one of the plants.
The flower was horrified.
- What barbarity! What a cheeky dog!
It is unacceptable!
Despite this unpleasant event, the
flower was still enjoying the news, as some people
passing by, looked inside, and admired the plants in
that beautiful backyard. The flower puffed herself up
and stretched out to appear even more.
In fact, she was noticed by everyone
because she was a very beautiful flower. As she was so
beautiful, a girl wanted to have that flower for
herself. And just like that, she went into the yard and
grabbed the stem of the flower to pluck it. Luckily, Mr.
Milton appeared just in time and the girl, embarrassed,
ran away without taking the flower.
The flower did not die plucked. But
she almost died of shock. She had never imagined that
this could happen.
And the hours passed. The flower was
no longer enjoying being exposed at all. But the
situation got even worse.
Without the wall, there was nothing
left to block the strong afternoon sun. The flower,
which was always protected by the shadow of the wall,
didn’t know that intense heat.
She used to think that the more sun
the better but she couldn't take it anymore.
The day passed and, with the night,
the flower was able to rest a little. But not for long,
because a wind that came from the street, started to
blow hard and shake the plants in the yard so much that
several petals of the flower fell off. Even her leaves
were damaged.
The other day, the flower was not
feeling well. When the morning sun reached the flower
again, instead of enjoying it, as it had before, she was
worried, imagining that that would be another difficult
day. And it was. And the next day too.
- My God, I don't know how long I'll
be able to bear it - she said, exhausted.
The flower, worn out, no longer
looked the same. Crushed, withered, without beauty or
joy, she was already losing even the hope of being able
to survive.
Until, one fine morning, a truck
parked on the street and unloaded a pile of bricks.
Later, two men came and began to rebuild the wall. And
with that they also rebuilt the hopes of the flower.
In a few days the new wall was ready.
When the flower felt the coolness of
the shadow of the wall again. she exclaimed:
- Thank God! Thank you so much, my
God!
The flower and the other plants in
the yard still took some time to recover. But little by
little, everything returned to normal. The flower was
again beautiful and happy.
Only one thing was different: the
flower never complained about the wall again.
Translation:
Larissa Martine - larissa_am@hotmail.com
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