Feb. 6th, 2014 09:27 pm
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Аська опять написала кусочек текста, который меня поразил, и я джае не знаю, как реагировать.
текст по английски.


Everyone has a reason for being here on this Earth. Mine is upholding humanity. When someone rests on me, I cushion myself so that they’re comfortable, molding myself to their twists and turns. I’m a pillow.

I remember the way the old man used to lean on me. I remember, that I was for the small of his back, for when he was sitting on the long chair and leaned to the side. I remember the way that he would lean his elbow on me when he told stories to his grandchildren. I remember the way his back curved into me, his spine popping out, when he leaned forward. I remember the stories he told -- the story of how he met his wife and she smelled of lavender, the childrens’ grandmother, the story of the trenches of WW2, the story about how ‘I practically flew, but on a ship, to America’ and how hard it was there, how he would work in a factory, how life became better, the first time he ever tasted ice cream. And the ghost stories. He would tell those a lot, but I didn’t like them.

The old man. He was really bony, and he always had goose bumps on his elbow. He would wear a thin cotton undershirt, and then a plaid shirt on top that was open and cut at the elbows. He had shorts, shorts that used to be jeens. He would water their plants first thing in the morning. Once a day, he would water this large lavender bush, and he would always snip of one of those good-smelling leaves and put them in a jar. Then he would reek of lavender for an hour. He had these really pale blue eyes. They were electric, like they held you and you couldn’t let go.

I remember, one morning, just waiting for him to get off me to water the plants. It was 9 already, he was usually up by 8:30… I was worried, believe it or not. He wasn’t moving… What was happening? He was cold. Then again, maybe the heater wasn’t on. But the heater was always on, especially in winter, and the snowflakes were still drifting down. I saw them through the window… Plus, I hear the wurrrrr of the heater, but he’s frozen!! I try to move, get the grandma. The grandma was still asleep --she slept until he woke her up. Everything went blurry. I thought he was gone. That’s it, just gone. But he’s not. I’m still with him. His head is on me. That’s all I know. It’s very dark… I think I’m in a box… It still smells like lavender… I’m probably underground… He still has that old white cotton shirt with the plaid one on top… I still have the blue covering on me… I think I might follow him now. It’s very boring down here. I’m going up there.

Date: 2014-02-07 02:37 am (UTC)
ext_454678: (MaryRon5995)
From: [identity profile] gingema.livejournal.com
Мне кажется, тихо восхищаться.

Date: 2014-02-07 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
спасибо. мы с тобо знаем, что талаливые, гуманитарные девочки - это не то blessing, не то наказание :)
давай думать,что все же blessing.
hugs to Nomka.

Date: 2014-02-08 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] allka.livejournal.com

Date: 2014-02-07 02:45 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-02-07 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
да, мне тоже так показалось.

Date: 2014-02-07 03:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anna-i.livejournal.com
It's brilliant. The last sentence is a bit awkward, other than that i think it is brilliant.

Date: 2014-02-07 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
agreed about the last sentence.
also, I thought "lavender" was klische, but she is only 13 so, she doesn't know lavender has been over-used.

Date: 2014-02-07 06:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anna-i.livejournal.com
yeah, I had a fleeing thought on lavender but let it pass :)

Date: 2014-02-07 06:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
i think i'll tell her not to use flowers (lavender, roses, etc) when describing pleasant smells. not to use honey either.
she can still use nuts (I think), oh, but there is a connection that the man is growing and watering those flowers.
don't know. i'll tell her to think about it.

Date: 2014-02-07 03:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bucket-of-paint.livejournal.com
Стимулировать, любить и поддерживать...

Date: 2014-02-07 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
и тебя. :)
когда ты приедешь в гости?

Date: 2014-02-07 03:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rezoner.livejournal.com
Ну чего, замечательный текст. Сколько ей лет сейчас? Самое время писать! :)

Date: 2014-02-07 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
13. да, пусть порадуется, а то ведь потом придется учиться на программиста :)

Date: 2014-02-07 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dubovich.livejournal.com
Вау... Она будет писательницей.

Date: 2014-02-07 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
ну, пусть будет. лишь бы хоть один из моих детей стал врачом.

Date: 2014-02-09 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dubovich.livejournal.com
:))) Или адвокатом)).

Date: 2014-02-07 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] allka.livejournal.com
Какая девочка. На тебя похожа. Нести бережно-бережно. Да ты и сама знаешь. И не волнуйся о глупостях. И пусть пишет. И приезжайте. :)

Date: 2014-02-07 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
Алкин, i love you very much. похоже мы пролетаем с Пуэрто Рико, но мы очень хотим приехтаьк вам (и в colonial williamsburg заодно). Давай спишемся и договоримся, когда вам удобней. может сразу после весенних каникул?

Date: 2014-02-08 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] allka.livejournal.com
That would be the first weekend in May? Sure. But that's so far away. :) Want to just come by yourself for a day? The train ride is something like 3.5 hours. I'll take a day off, meet your train, we can walk around / do stuff, and then I'll put you on the evening train home. You'll be there to get the kids ready for school the next morning. Actually, I am thinking of doing this with NY some Friday...

Date: 2014-02-09 01:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
i might come with Shimon. i cannot leave him, у меня guilt trips.
Приезжай, живи у нас, please.

Date: 2014-02-07 06:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
Елка, спасибо! я ей покажу, я то она не только талантливая, но еще и закомпексованная.

Date: 2014-02-07 06:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yucca.livejournal.com
Надо же, как здорово.

Date: 2014-02-07 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
Юля, сапсибо, мне тоже показалось, что не смотря на всю наивность 13-ти лет, это очень неплохо.

Date: 2014-02-07 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amgirl.livejournal.com

Date: 2014-02-09 01:28 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-02-08 02:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anyalev.livejournal.com
Как тут можно реагировать ? Тут главное не мешать:)

Date: 2014-02-09 01:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
вот стараюсь :)

Date: 2014-02-08 05:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] experiment8or.livejournal.com
ничего подобного по сюжету я в жизни не читала.Трудно сказать новое слово, а у вашей девочки получилось без усилий и само собой.

Date: 2014-02-09 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
у нее скорее интонация своя.

Date: 2014-02-13 02:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magicmirror.livejournal.com
Nu nichego sebe.

Date: 2014-02-13 11:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uzheletta.livejournal.com
меня как-то задело, что подушка не любит истории про привидения.
ну, и я понимаю, что она в себе проживает, но мы с ней как-то об этом не говорим.
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