About it in polite society do not speak. Don’t tell over a Cup of coffee, the feeling – or rather, his absence – quickly trying to cover up a polite smile and hide away from prying eyes. «I do not love their parents” sounds like a confession in a terrible crime.
Why this is so
Once we first take offense to dad and mom. Someone brought up in Spartan conditions, someone took out a daily fatigue, someone suffered from neglect and constant employment of parents. Under-loved, unhappy children, who for years harbored resentment, and then just too tired to fight for parental attention, – this one category.
The other – those who had enough of the excessive care and love. Psychologists have many clients who happened to grow up with my mother and grandmother and from experience to experience unbearable heaviness of their love. They dream of escape from the family, but the sense of duty makes to stay. They are constantly taught how to live, what to think, whom to choose as friends. And, barely openevsys, these children run away – first in a student dormitory, then to another city… the country… on another planet. Call out only on holidays and life are already familiar with Continue reading
Where he lived – who knows! We ran through the woods, out in the meadows. Where the night will fall, and there will fall asleep. And how many do such a small need! You want to know what color is this wire? But to answer this question not so easy. If he sat on the branch, the birds spoke:
– There’s a green bug, let’s get it!
And – porch-porch to him. But the bug is not stupid enough to allow themselves to eat. He – j-j! – spread his wings and flew away.
He flew straight into the sun, and then the flowers whispered:
– What a beautiful Golden bug!
And in the evening, somewhere in the chill, he seemed very black frogs. So nobody knew what he was actually. However, it does not matter. Live it was fun, eating as much as you want. All around long he flew, met everyone. The sun was warm, the birds were singing. I’d love to live that life.
Once early in the morning he woke up and flew across the lawn to the lake. On the lawn was full of flowers. The old trees were near the shore of a calm conversation, and young played with the wind, Continue reading