Tales of the Rain: bedtime stories. Наталья Дмитриева
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Название: Tales of the Rain: bedtime stories
Автор: Наталья Дмитриева
Издательство: ИП Березина Г.Н.
Жанр: Книги для детей: прочее
Серия: Nabokov Prize Library
isbn: 978-5-907451-46-9
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And then one day in early spring, an unusual flower grew on a large meadow. It quietly, almost imperceptibly, pulled out his bud on a thin stalk, and when he opened, everything around him just gasped in amazement. The petals of this amazing flower were… colorful! The thin blades of grass, among which such a miracle had suddenly appeared, stopped whispering to each other, and stood motionless in perplexity – they had never, ever seen anything like it. The light breeze that had been playing with the leaves had subsided. And the trees around began to spread their branches, allowing their leaves to admire an unprecedented curiosity.
– Look, look, – the leaves fluttered. -Oh, how lovely! How wonderful! Where did he come from? Hush, hush, don't obstruct him, let us admire him too!
– I know where he has come from, – said a voice from the top branch. – He fell from the sky!
– He couldn't have fallen from the sky! What kind of fiddlesticks is this? – Leaves rustled from the lower branches.
– Not fiddlesticks, not fiddlesticks! See what kind of petals does he have? – the topmost leaf insisted. -Do you remember what I have told you about the rainbow? Well, such a bridge in the sky.
– Yes, yes, yes, that's right, that's right, – said the leaves from the upper branches. – We saw it, too! Really, really! He has the same petals – colored, multicolored.
– And the middle, do you see? – the top leaf continued. – It looks like a night star.
– Lovely! Lovely! – the lower leaves rustled. – Now we know what the night stars look like and of what color the rainbow is. Hurray! How great that such a wonderful flower has grown here!
– Tearley-teoley! Tearley-lee! What a joy! – he came straight from the sky so loudly and joyfully that everyone fell silent on the meadow at once. – Oh, what fun it is here now!
– Tearley-teoley! If you could only see him! Tearley-lee! I'll fly, I'll tell everyone, everyone, everyone! Wait for the guests! Tearle-teao!
And everyone suddenly joyfully began to hum, rustle, get excited, get preened.
Only the light green flowers on the meadow were sad. "Of course, this is the most beautiful flower on the earth, – they thought in silence, not even daring to admit aloud to each other, – but he probably won't want to communicate with us on equal terms – he is perfect! And besides, the bees will no longer notice us at all. After all, how wonderful it is to be so colorful!"
I must tell you that the seed from which the flower grew, which caused such a stir with his appearance, was brought by the wind from the very far place. It was very different there! At the home of the flower, everything was of the most unthinkable bright colors. What kinds of flowers were not there! But there were no green ones! Not that there was no green color at all, it was there. But it was… just green and that was it. Therefore, the casual guest was completely amazed with such an abundance of various shades. And besides, the language spoken by the inhabitants of this place was completely different from the native language of the guest, and he did not understand a word of their exclamations. Probably that's why he was so sad.
He quietly shook his colorful head, dumbfounded, looking at such an unusual world around. "What amazing plants are here! – the flower thought admiringly. – What an extraordinary shimmer of green, what richness! What a grace! How unpleasant it must be for them that I should appear here so ordinary and rude among this entire jewelry splendor. Oh, how sad that my petals are just different colors! Everyone seems to be shouting: I'm red, I'm blue, I'm yellow! How tasteless! Even my green stem looks banal green against their background. And what a miracle grows nearby! The stem shimmers with dark shiny specks on a matte background, and the petals are light transparent with a dense pattern… What a charm! It just takes the breath away! Look how loudly a bird sings in the sky! How happy all they must be in the midst of this beauty! Ah, the songstress paused. I think she has seen my squalor and flown away… Oh, they all have seen me. Of course, how such a spot cannot be noticed? Let the evening come sooner in order to close up, hide. I hope my sepals are also green. Of course, they are not as beautiful as the flowers have here, but still, I will not be so annoying. Let the evening come sooner!"
Alinka gave a sad, very sad sigh. Rain, of course, immediately heard.
– Why do you sigh so sadly? You don't like the story?
– On, no. I really like the story. Simply… I think how strange it is.
– What is strange?
– That the flower was afraid. After all, he was so beautiful! You know, we have a girl in the class who is very beautiful – she is not afraid of anyone!
– Does everyone like her?
– N-no. I don't know. Well, she's kind of, you know, just beautiful and that's it. It is banal! And what does it mean "banal" – like a banana? Ordinary?
– Why, like a banana? – Rain surprised. – Not necessarily like a banana. But yes, without a twist! Not original.
– What happened further to the beautiful flower? – Alinka reminded him.
– And what do you think? What happened to him?
– What do you mean, what I think? – Alinka surprised. – It is you who are telling me a story! How can I know what happened further to him?
– I don't know too, – whispered the waning rain. – Think of it yourself…
– Hey, hey! It's not fair! Where are you going? Stop!!! No, well, he can't stand, I guess. Go back! Gone, finished… and what about the story? Was he get offended? Well, that's fine. Well, let it be. I haven't finished my homework yet. And the rain, it's not going anywhere – it's autumn after all! He'll come back without the least effort! So, what page were we on?…
The third rain
Tricky rain came when Alinka was at school. She missed half the lesson, and at school breaktime she went to the window and tried to speak. But he didn't pay any attention to her at all. When the lessons were over, the rain also stopped, and Alinka wandered home completely alone.
At home, she even washed the dishes and sat down to do her homework. She wanted to do everything in time, so that when the rain would come, she could hear the rest of the story in peace.
He came just as Alinka was going to go to bed. She ran to the window.
– Well, what are you! Where did you disappear? I'm waiting for you! And you! Why didn't you want to talk to me?
– Alinka, hi! I can't talk to you when you're at school or when you're not alone. Well, did you invent the story continuation?
– Should I have to invent it? I've been waiting for you to tell me what happened further with the beautiful sad flower. This is your story!
– No, this is not my story now – I told it to you! It's our story now, and you could as well invent of what happened further.
– I can't, СКАЧАТЬ