Useful tales. Irina Crosmali
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Useful tales
From the bird's-eye view
One warm summer morning the children were playing football. The match lasted for more than an hour. Deeply involved in the game, the boys did not see either their grazed knees or dusty clothes. Only the eyes, fixed firmly at the ball, shone on their flushed faces.
“Sanya! Get the ball!” “Pass me!”
“What are you looking at?! Eh …”
Sanya, a five-year-old boy who brought a lot of success to his team, unexpectedly missed the ball. And now he had to listen to his friends’ reproaches. Wiping sweat from his face, he resentfully looked at others and slowly wandered away from the football pitch. He sat down on the grass and hugged his knees. He really wanted to cry. Staring at one and the same point, he carefully examined the butterfly which was sitting on the grass.
The butterfly, easily flapping its wings, flew to a tree, then to another. It looked down at everyone, at the pitch, the ball and even the big football goals, everything seemed to be something small and trivial. It was flying around, admiring the blue sky and the bright sun, and paid no attention to the match which had already been over.
“Sanya, why are you sitting here? Are you upset, aren’t you?” asked his brother, kneeling down by his side.
“Me?” the boy suddenly perked up. “Why? Ahh … If you look from above, it seems like there is nothing to be upset about …”
The guys walked home together, talking and kicking the ball.
I don’t care
The following day Sanya quietly opened the entrance door and, looked around and went out. The weather was warm and sunny. He wanted to get to the football pitch as soon as possible to play with his friends. Sanya noticed the guys from another yard. They were about to bully him again, so that he got angry and started the fistfight. The previous time, after such a meeting, he came back home having a grazed knee and a bruise.
“Look who is coming! That's our champion!” the guys started.
“Oh, you have a holey ball! Or maybe you've got flat feet?”
Sasha was silent, though it was so insulting. He didn't know what to say, anyway.
“We’ve already prepared some tissues for you,” the boys kept on.
They could see that they enjoyed seeing his face turn red and his eyes getting wet. But then an unexpected thought came to his mind. Sanya hesitated a little, but decided to try.
“I don't care! I don't care what you think!” Sashka blurted out.
The boys opened their mouths in surprise. They didn't expect anything like that.
“While you keep on practicing how to offend others here, I’ll go and play.”
Sanya jumped up and, taking an advantage of the pause, deliberately ran merrily to his friends. They played really well that day and had lots of fun. It turns out that when you don't care, others lose their interest to tease you.
A chocolate bar
Early in the morning, the doorbell rang and woke Sasha up. He got up and quietly, so not to wake up his elder brother, wandered to the kitchen. There were two chocolates on the table.
“It was your friend, Ilyusha, he brought a treat,” his mother smiled, “It’s his birthday today.”
Sashka was delighted and took both chocolates to the living room. He settled comfortably on the sofa and began to taste his treat. It turned out to be so tasty and eaten up too quickly. Sashka looked at his brother's chocolate. "Well, I'll eat half of Seryozha's chocolate. How will he know that there were two of them? I'll say that they gave one for both of us …" Sasha made up an excuse for himself and ate half of the chocolate. Then, in order to figure out what kind of filling he had, nuts or raisins, he had to eat some more. After that, in order to understand how many nuts were there in each square, he had to eat up another piece … As a result, when his brother woke up, the last two squares of chocolate were lying on the table.
“Good morning,” Sashka began cautiously.
“Hello! Where did you get a chocolate bar from?” wandered Seryozha.
“Oh… Ilyukha brought … a treat. It’s his birthday today.”
“Such a small piece?” his brother asked full of doubts.”
“Well … the piece was a little bit bigger … but not much bigger.”
Seryozha took the last piece, divided it into two halves and gave one to Sasha. The boy's eyes widened in surprise and shame.
“Aren’t you going to tell me off? I’ve eaten it all up!
“I’m not,” answered his brother.
“And will you just share the last piece with me?”
“Yes, I will. Help yourself.”
“Well, it's unfair! I acted so shamelessly while you were sleeping,” Sasha could not calm down.
“And now you’re feeling bad about it,” Seryozha smiled and calmly went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Sashka silently watched his brother go away and tried to understand why he felt so upset. Did it have bitter feelings due to his brother or his own behavior?
Apologizing
In the morning, everyone waited patiently for Sasha to get dressed. Dad was late for work. Seryozha had to go to school. But Sasha did not want to go to the nursery school at all. He deliberately had a long breakfast and was getting dressed very slowly.
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