יום שלישי, 11 בנובמבר 2014

kind or pride 3

until now
a widow loved a woman and when a daughter returned from the water-spring they [the women] saw that her kind words transformed into precious gems! now she sent the other daughter hoping to increase her wealth!
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The mother sent her daughter Spord but she refused saying "mother you think there is magic at the spring? then you go yourself!"
the proud mother shouted back "me? i would never serve someone else! you are my daughter so you must obey me! now go to the spring!"
"why should I?" whined spord
ma thought of her goal and calmed down, hoping that by explaining, she would get her way faster than by shouting, saying "see what comes from your sister's mouth when she speaks, certainly you want the same gift! You only need to go give the woman to drink.
"No way! spord exclaimed and added a curse-dirty-word. "horrible to think that me with my beauty and charm should be a slave to anyone! where are the people that should bring me water and what i want! she accused with scorn.
ma would not submit and wanted more gems, so she burst into a temper of humiliating and scornful words insisting "go to  the spring! and go NOW!" concluded ma.
SPORD HATED when ma was like this, but she thought it would go forever unless she would at least lie that she would go, so she left.
"now you go to the spring and you won't regret it" ma called after her proud daughter.
She went, but grumbling, and not to the water.
meanwhile foyd felt better and she called plyn to have a celebration drink. She took the most precious bottle of champagne that was in the house and poured two fizzing glasses and they sipped together.
hardly a word was spoken as they cuddled together on the couch simply enjoying the nearness and the coziness.
they enjoyed being near each other, like a magical feeling- that they could see in each other's eyes- and each began touching the other- in ways that i cannot write about- [but i am certain that what any of you can imagine, is more interesting than what i would have written...]
meanwhile spord reached the market and took some money from her leather pouch she loved- and loved how the fake gems sparkled in the light. now she thought of the ruby she had seen when her sister had spoken. she bought herself steamed rice with cooked carrots and no sooner had she sat to eat her healthy meal-
she saw "a beautifully dressed lady" this woman looked tall with an erect back wearing a gorgeous black hat with a red feather- the opposite of that horrid old women she was expected to serve water too. this woman looked like she deserved slaves- like myself=[like myself- she thought] looking at the stunning sky blue dress with shiny sequins in neat rows.
"my oh my!, said the tall woman, that sure looks delicious might i have a taste?"[as you may have guessed it was the same fairy, who had taken the form and clothes of a princess]
"this is MY food" she said firmly and selfishly "i would not give you even one grain of rice!"
i bought this with my money and you should spend your own!
to be continued...

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