Literature. Part hundred twenty six.

                                         Kerstin and I by Astrid Lindgren.

Kerstin and Barbro are twins. They are teenage girls. The sisters move from a big city to a village.

The book describes the lives and events of the characters.

Kerstin and her twin sister Barbro realize that things are different in the village. Also, they meet other people.

Io.

Io (Ἰώ) was a character in Greek myths and legends.

She was Zeus' lover. Then he turned Io into a cow.

Argus Panoptes guarded Io.

She met with other gods and goddesses.

Parable.

Parable (παραβολή) (parabolē) is a short, instructive story. The characters are in different situations. Also, at the end of the parable, a lesson is taught.

There are metaphors and allegories in such stories. After reading the parable, you want to think deeply.

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Tales from childhood: A trip to an amusement park.

Hi, dear readers! My name is H. I'm a man from another short story called "How I look at life". Do you remember this story? Even if you don't remember, it's normal.

Today my family and I will go to the big city by bus, and then we will ride the metro.

But our main goal is the amusement park. We will all ride the Ferris wheel there. My son wants to ride the carousel and jump on the trampoline. Child needs to have a good time!

"Dear, we're already there" my wife said.

We left the metro and walked down the street. I admire this place and joke about it. My wife likes it.

The day will soon be over. We rode the Ferris wheel. It was awesome! I remembered my youth when I often rode on amusement rides.

My little son has been everywhere and he liked it.

Literature. Part hundred twenty four.

                                               "The Cold Heart" by Wilhelm Hauff.

Once upon a time there was a young man named Peter. He wanted to make his life better.

Peter met a Glassman. This wizard fulfilled his wishes. Peter became happy.

Then he met another wizard in the forest, Dutch-Mike. This creature granted Peter's wish, but replaced his heart with a stone.

Eventually, through magic, Peter got his heart back and became closer to his family.

Tales from childhood: Village of my yoth.

Hi, dear different readers! I'm Mrs. Anne's friend. I'm an old woman, too. Also, I have two handsome grandsons.

My childhood was spent in the village. I remember there were a lot of cattle in this place. I worked a lot in the field.

By the way, some people think I'm weird because sometimes I start making jokes or telling stories from my life.

"Good morning!" a neighbor's child told me.

"Good morning, kid!" I said.

Now I've been living in our city for over twenty years. I remember how some girl with auburn hair and green eyes was watching her younger twin sisters. They were still young then.

Raymond's friend is my friend. I know his whole family well.

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Tales from childhood: Our city.

Hello, dear readers! I'm a simple inhabitant of the city. I'm a local old man. I have lived here for a long time, so I know some secrets.

"This woman is very beautiful!" someone said.

Lady in red is a famous actress. She played in many different movies. Also, newspapers and magazines write about this woman.

I remembered how lady in red visited places in our city. I saw her during late evening in a restaurant.

"What does she do at work?" Sophie asked her grandmother.

"She is a muse for artists." granny answered.

I know that she recently became seriously ill. Now the woman in red often goes to doctors.

Parable: The Hospital Window.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band — he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.”

Unknown author.

Tales from childhood: Ordinary young man.

Nice to meet you, dear readers! My name is Jack. I'm an ordinary guy. I'm Beth's age. I'm being raised by my grandparents.

"You're a wonderful grandson!" my grandmother said.

I have been going to the forest with my grandfather since early childhood. There we pick berries. My granddad knows forest plants.

Now we go out less often because I'm already a student.

Tales from childhood: Our help for friend.

"I like talking with you," I told him.

"Natalie, thank you very much for supporting me," Timothy said.

I decided to talk with the young man when he wanted. My friend Sophie decided to support Timothy, too.

He is a real person, but no everyone believes in it.

Timothy had some difficulties a few years ago, then the problems were resolved. The young man was helped by his friends.

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Tales from childhood: How I look at life.

Good evening, everyone! I'm a friend of Raymond's family. I want to tell you about my views.

I'm a positive person. That's what my wife says. If you succeed, then it's good. And if not, then you didn't really want it. Maybe you can do these things next time.

Also, of someone speaks badly about you, don't be upset, because if people call you that, it's they who call you that.

I immediately forget about such trifles. And I advise others to do the same.

"Yes, that's how it should be!" my child said.

Tales from childhood: Family friend.

Hi, everyone! I'm Raymond. Today I want to share with you that my family has a good friend.

I met him a few years ago. He is a very kind man. My wife friends with him, too.

My friend knows how to forgive and doesn't like to remember sad moments because he is a very positive person.

"I think that this is better," he said with a smile.

My family likes this type of people.

Tales from childhood: Mysterious disease.

Good evening everyone! I'm known as Mr. Theodor. My wife died many years ago. Beth and Johnny are my children.

I met the woman in red several years ago. She herself told me her secret.

"I'm a little different. I have something that others don't." lady in red said during our meeting.

After that I realized that maybe she is in such state that she doesn't want to tell other about it. The woman with red lipstick has a mysterious disease.

Tales from childhood: My new events.

In this year I made important things yet.

Hello everyone. I'm Timothy. I spent my childhood in a foster family. Now I only keep touch with my sister Maria. My other siblings have all moved away. I don't know where they are.

A few years ago I went through a difficult time in my life. Many people didn't know about my real problem. The lady in red was the one who supported me.

"You're a good young man," she said with a kind smile.

"You have a very kind heart," I said.

Also, I knew personal secrets from this woman.

Danaïdes.

Danaïdes (Δᾰνᾰΐδες), or Danaides and Danaids were daughters of Danaus (Δαναός) (Danaós), king of Argos (Άργος). They had different mothers.

Danaïdes killed their husbands. Only one of them didn't kill her husband.

In Tartarus killers carry a jug to fill a pithos without bottom.

There are arts about these characters.

Literature. Part hundred eighteen.

                                                  "Cupid's Arrows" by Rudyard Kipling.

Kitty was a kind girl. Her mother was worried about daughter.

Saggot was an ugly man. He invited Kitty to take part in an archery competition.

She didn't win anything, but Kitty took part.

Tales from childhood: Beth and miracles.

"New Year is very important holiday," Beth said.

"Yes, it's true. My dreams from last year came true this year." Johnny said.

It was a miracle. Beth supported her brother with his goals.

Sophie understood these holiday miracles.

Tales from childhood: What's your profession?

"What are you chosen your profession?" asked journalist young lady.

"I think that this is my fate. I like my work." the woman asked. 

It was movie about people and their life. Sophie, Natalie, and Angela watched it. They understood that these women were simple.

Also, bosses and colleagues spoke there. They had to visit different places.

"It's just their job," Sophie thought.

The girls were already big and understood a lot about professions.

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Tales from childhood: The secrets of the town.

“I live here many years,” Mrs. Anne said.

It was true. An elderly woman lived for many years in a small suburb of a large city. Perhaps over the years Mrs. Anne knew things that other residents didn’t.

There was even a case where a resident of a big city was found in the suburb. Her family was very happy!

Sophie and her friends visited many different places in the suburb. Also, they visited a big city often.

There was a secret place in Mrs. Anne’s house that only a few people knew about.

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Literature. Part hundred seventeen.

                                                   "The Mouse, the Bird, and the Sausage" by the Brothers Grimm.

Once upon a time there were The Mouse, the Bird, and the Sausage. They lived together.

But other birds thought that the Bird did many works. It was very fun for them.

Then, when the characters were performing another responsibilities they all died.

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