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Королевская корова
Нина Дашевская “Королевская корова” 1828 знаков
Royal Cow
One boy came to his Mother and said:
“Draw me a cow! Please…”
But the Mother of that boy wasn’t an ordinary Mother. She was a Queen! And the boy was a Prince.
“Well,” thought the Queen. “I thought I could do anything. Three day long fireworks - easily! But this is too easy. How about I start a war with a move of my finger. Or let’s say I would wish a castle - so it will be built on an empty field. Even with a sewer! But a cow - I can not! I don’t have a talent to draw. Should I call my chief artist?”
The Queen looked at her son, fixed his collar and looked into the gray serious eyes of the future King. The Queen realized that she had to do it. By herself!
The Queen sighed and took out a stack of pink paper with royal designs. She dipped a gold feather into gold ink and scribbled something, that mostly looked like a suitcase. Then, she added four sticks - legs, and a tail.
Now she had to start the face. Do you imagine a cow’s head? Probably, you do. But the Queen couldn’t imagine it at all. Not even a tiny bit! But the brave Queen didn’t give up! She brushed off the extra ink from her feather and finally started to draw the face. She did the best she could: dot, dot, coma... She didn’t forget about the ears. And the horns - it was a cow after all.
The suitcase with the human face was happily waving its tail from side to side. It was chewing a chamomile and smiling. What a smile it was - up to its ears!
The Queen shyly shrugged her shoulders and showed her work to her son. Suddenly the Prince’s serious face lit up.
“Mom, Mommy! What a marvelous cow you’ve made! This is exactly the cow I wanted! I wanted her to smile exactly like that!”
And the young Prince started to hop on one leg happily. He even twirled around on his heel. After all he was the only one in the whole kingdom, who was allowed to turn his back to the Queen!
The Queen looked at him and thought:
“Here is my boy. The future King - fair and generous.”
Then she looked at her drawing once again and corrected herself:
“No, just generous… When he grows up he will cancel the royal taxes, death penalty, will dissolve the army… He will ruin the whole kingdom to a hell! I think I have to be a little more strict with him.”
And the Queen kissed his little, sweaty, freckled nose.
Royal Cow
One boy came to his Mother and said:
“Draw me a cow! Please…”
But the Mother of that boy wasn’t an ordinary Mother. She was a Queen! And the boy was a Prince.
“Well,” thought the Queen. “I thought I could do anything. Three day long fireworks - easily! But this is too easy. How about I start a war with a move of my finger. Or let’s say I would wish a castle - so it will be built on an empty field. Even with a sewer! But a cow - I can not! I don’t have a talent to draw. Should I call my chief artist?”
The Queen looked at her son, fixed his collar and looked into the gray serious eyes of the future King. The Queen realized that she had to do it. By herself!
The Queen sighed and took out a stack of pink paper with royal designs. She dipped a gold feather into gold ink and scribbled something, that mostly looked like a suitcase. Then, she added four sticks - legs, and a tail.
Now she had to start the face. Do you imagine a cow’s head? Probably, you do. But the Queen couldn’t imagine it at all. Not even a tiny bit! But the brave Queen didn’t give up! She brushed off the extra ink from her feather and finally started to draw the face. She did the best she could: dot, dot, coma... She didn’t forget about the ears. And the horns - it was a cow after all.
The suitcase with the human face was happily waving its tail from side to side. It was chewing a chamomile and smiling. What a smile it was - up to its ears!
The Queen shyly shrugged her shoulders and showed her work to her son. Suddenly the Prince’s serious face lit up.
“Mom, Mommy! What a marvelous cow you’ve made! This is exactly the cow I wanted! I wanted her to smile exactly like that!”
And the young Prince started to hop on one leg happily. He even twirled around on his heel. After all he was the only one in the whole kingdom, who was allowed to turn his back to the Queen!
The Queen looked at him and thought:
“Here is my boy. The future King - fair and generous.”
Then she looked at her drawing once again and corrected herself:
“No, just generous… When he grows up he will cancel the royal taxes, death penalty, will dissolve the army… He will ruin the whole kingdom to a hell! I think I have to be a little more strict with him.”
And the Queen kissed his little, sweaty, freckled nose.
