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| To care of the Rabbit | |
| By Nance | ||||||
| 18 April 2006 | ||||||
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I dare ask you to leave here your opinions as this is my firsr attempt as far as this genre is concerned. It’s almost incredible. It was raining again. A little rabbit’s lost his way in The Big City. Although, has he ever had his way? To be fair, he was able to bear absolutely everything. Except this cold rain. The hair has got wet at once, water flowed into the ears; and so he had every five minutes to pour it out of them. Perhaps those who are sitting now at home in family circle with a cup of hot tea and discussing how much the weather is filthy, would never feel themselves in rabbit’s boots. (dripping wet and very cold!) The Rabbit saw the door of the cafe, and he could see how comfortable and cosy people are behind the glass. Regarding it as a good thought, he cautiously opened the door and stepped in. After a second interval of feeling like in Heaven where his favourite music was just playing, a rough voice shouted: “Get out of here! Can’t you see the table?!” The Rabbit closed the door mournfully and looked up. Oh yes, certainly. “Closed for Rabbits of all kinds and forever”. There was nothing left for the Rabbit to do but to prowl further. Apart from being awfully cold, he started losing his head. Don’t blame him, sometimes it’s impossible to avoid it. But when he turned back he saw… oh, what he saw! “This is it. This is an Angel”, the Rabbit considered in silent admiration. Just in the middle of the street, with one leg in the puddle, there was a boy with an umbrella. He began approaching the Rabbit. “Good to see you”, he told. “My eyes are playing tricks on me”, thought the Rabbit to himself. “I see, you’re quite cold and sopping wet. Dive under the umbrella”. The Rabbit immediately performed the request. The annoying water no longer disturbed him. “Thank you”, he said. “Now it’s much better, isn’t it?”, asked the boy. “Oh, of course”, agreed the Rabbit. They walked a little distance and sat on the dry giant leaf suddenly appeared near another house. “Like magic”, the astonished Rabbit couldn’t believe. “Let it be”, answered the boy. “Look here, your hair is completely entangled.” With that the boy pulled a comb out of his pocket and started combing the Rabbit. It was so pleasant – to be under the umbrella, to feel rather warm and… “Now I finished”, said the boy. And then the Rabbit had his hair beautiful and he had good looks. What could the Rabbit say? “Thank you I feel better. My heart has found its temporary quiet. Thanks to you”. The boy just kept holding the umbrella and kindly observed the Rabbit. “I have to go”, he stood up overnight and hurried up. “You may cover yourself with the leaf and stay here so far with the umbrella I’m leaving with you”. “What’s your way?”, the Rabbit asked. “Stay with me”. “Do you know how many rabbits are left in The City?”, inquired the boy. “How many?”, eagerly asked the Rabbit. “A thousand”, replied the boy, smiled and vanished. It kept raining. The Rabbit sat here, deep absorbed in his recent memories. He was still a bit wet, trembling, but happy. He was warm.
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