Grandmother s house

In remote times, in a village at the edge of a forest was a house where lived an old lady with a round face, big eyes and flushed cheeks. She lived isolated from the world just enjoying the company of animals which grew and got used to it. She sat in her little house and purring of the truck and beat the waist. And pulling and twisting the long, thin wires in both day long. Only two grandchildren longer turned in to her when they came to pick mushrooms and wild strawberries in the forest. Sometimes it was not necessary to enter but small windows came and looked at the old lady working. When entering their grandmother made them tea with honey and raspberry jam served them and telling them stories. Often it happens to catch the evening and fall asleep listening to the hot oven grandmother's sweet voice.

Time does not forgive anyone and behold, in one day, one of his grandsons, he returned to the little house once listen to the stories grandmother and swaying rocking chair creaking old. Now he was a young man ready made for life, even pretty good win, and wanted to show him and his grandmother somehow this situation.

And what he thought: "I think the time has come to help my darling granny."

He started to make small changes in the room barely, barely get daylight. He changed the old doors with new ones that silent and closed perfect, changed the windows and now the house was filled with light as if even the old grandmother stove with his brother and heard stories of her and heard wood cracking night , was superseded by a brand new furnace.

So today, so tomorrow, and slowly - slowly turns grandmother s house, instead of becoming a grandmother grandson he was very proud.

- They grandma, huh? What beautiful house alone you now!

- Yes, my dear is very beautiful, but I liked it better the old window and old door and the old stove.

- But why Grandma? - Asks puzzled.

- Well ... I see through the window I watched the world all my life, I saw people passing on the street, I saw young people who loved and elders who were waiting on the porch of the house grandchildren. I saw the joy that a father embraces his child turned away and tears of mother when she left home to find a point in life. Through that door I received my only love in my life, and all through that door and left me. Beloved grandmother, when you learn that no matter what you man alive but especially how you give the person who is next to you, you'll be able to love as I love you. "

Head young man fell in the foothills grandmother, and the tears began to flow streams eyes. He understood that his infatuation, had only dispel some of the memories of his grandmother.

- And remember, my dear! - grandma told him with gentle voice, in the world are people so poor that they have nothing but money.

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