Творческая работа "The feathers of angels"

THE FEATHERS OF ANGELS

ALYONA BOGDANOVA

JULIA RESHETNIKOVA

In a beautiful city of Happiness there lived a girl.

There were blossoming gardens, singing birds, and there was always summer.

The girl was beautiful , her hair was falling down her shoulders as a small waterfall and she had sad green eyes. She was very pretty.

But from her birth she was mute. Her name was Zhozefina.

She had a secret.

Every night a man came to her. She didn’t see him, but she waited for these meetings with impatience.

This man visited her in the middle of the night, he understood her without words, and they could speak about everything for hours.

The girl knew that his house was in the sky, she listened to his stories about other cities, countries, people...

Once this mysterious man gave her a white feather as a keepsake.

Zhozefina took care about it, kept it in a small box with her jewels.

But a misfortune happened.

One hot light day Zhozefina was walking in her garden . She was admiring nature, listening to the songs of birds. Suddenly the girl fainted like a stone on a green grass.

A shepherd found her and brought home.

She wasn’t ill. She was dying. Doctors could not help her.

On the third day a srange man came at night, the girl didn’t sleep.

He said , that she had to open a window the next day and let his feather fly down in the wind.

Zhozefina let the feather fly into the open window.

Next morning the girl got better and all the people of the town celebrated her recovery.

She wanted to thank her friend.

But he didn’t come to her.

She got up very early and went to the window.

The sky was covered with the soft fluffy cotton wool, and white large flakes were falling down on the ground.

The girl went out of the house and began to dance and twirl round, laughing, here under this snow.

The strange man didn’t come.

What is the snow?

Are they frozen drops ?

The snow is angel’s feathers.

Dzhozefina did not know that the Strange Man had given the sky the snow-white wings to help her.

Angels - keepers suffer for us. And the sky cries for them.

The end