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Greed
Summer
. the heat was unbearable even in a mountain city like Brasov. Days are
so hot and you’re trying to
run from the sun and in the evening (nights) you just can wait to get
in the
top of a mountain or on the top of a roof or in a park with your
friends just
to get some cold air .Interesting …. Today seems to be a different day.
Outside
it’s a little bit more cold than yesterday.
As
I was laying on the roof with my cousin from BV, looking at he sky and
at he shining
stars witch looked like small pearls , we were talking about how people
can
change and how our world changed over the centuries and over the few
years.
Suddenly she said :
“
I think the world we are living in it’s changing too fast and in a
negative /
bad way … I have the impression that everyone is more end more greedy …
they
want more and more of the others belongings/assets and this is why we
have so
many poor people and in the same time other people don’t know what to
do with their
money on what to spend them.”
“you’re
right… “ I said, “ I mean you can see at TV a lot of different
consequences of
this people actions …. They think only about
themselves and don’t care if the men next to him is dieing of
hunger while
he is spending money on a Jacuzzi. But what can you do this is the 21th
century
…. A century of wars and disaster , civil wars and political fights.”
“we
have a terrible fate …. And a future colored in tones of gray and
black. But
this will happened if we continue in this way”, she said full of
sadness in her
voice. She continued “you know that story ….?..... that story I mean
it’s more
a legend or a myth I don’t’ know exactly “
“oh
well … go one …. Tell me …. Hihih…!”
“it’s
said that a very long time ago was a goddess of the a forest in an unknown lend , she was
called Goddess Miara. She was a very beautiful woman … her face was
white like
milk, her lips red like blood, her eyes green like fresh grass, her
hair curly
and red like play-full/frisky flames of
fire . She was indeed a true beauty …. with those wild forest flowers
in her
red hair and her vaporous and elegant dress that revealed her
tiny/small ankles
that were ornate with flower or leaf bracelets … she was walking every
day to
see how things are going on her territory. Under her “command” was a
small
village witch she protected from the dangerous animals and monsters of
the
magic forest. Everyone loved and worshiped her. But there was a rule :
they
could hunt free in the forest and cut all the trees that they need
except one. That
tree was a magic willow, very old …. This tree was the heart of the
forest and
all the animals were born in this place. Because of it’s age(s of
living) it
was also very big and from it’s wood you were able to make the most
powerful
perfume mankind ever seen, this perfume could enslave and obey every
man on
earth . One day a young man was walking
threw the forest thinking at his love and how he will never be whit her
because
of her parents requests he was walking with no direction and he arrived
at the lake
where it was the magic willow. He laid down under the big branches of
the tree
and look at the sun threw the leafs …. And suddenly he raised up… he
finally
got an idea. he didn’t wait a minute and went back to the village ….
When he
got back in his right hand he had an ax(topor). While he was bringing
down the
magic willow , the tree started to cry with big tears but in silence so
that no
one could hear it. When the young man finished to cut the tree he made
a very
big fire and put all the wood in the fire so it could transform into
drops of
perfume…. After this he went back to the village and by perfuming
himself he
obeyed all the people and married whit his love. When the Goddess Miara
found
out what happened he punished him by transforming him and all the
villagers into
trees. In this way she taught them a lesson about how we shouldn’t
think only
about ourselves …. And about what greed lends to.”
“oh
it’s a very beautiful story … would you tell me another one please ….!”
“oh
no…!”she said and then she started to laugh “it’s too late for another
one …
let’s go and see a movie I have a new one and I bet you haven’t saw it
“.
“fine
but tomorrow you will tell me another story … as beautiful as this “
“ok
just stop begging me … !”
“hihihih
…. Let’s go ….”
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