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Nice day to everyone!
Happy to share with you the next fairy tale “Rainbow Drop” that came, as all fairy tales, from Life. It happened many years ago.
The rain had almost finished. . . .
The sparkling drops are still jumping on the leaves, smiling to the sun joyfully. Some of them settle on tree branches, leaves, on the porch of the house, sparkling in the sunrays.
A little boy recently learned to walk on the land confidently and was happy with his independence, exploring everything he saw around him.
He noticed the bright drops, went, looked at them carefully for a long time, then looked back at me and laughed, pointing at them.
His smile and bright drops in the rays of the sun continue to sparkle even now . . . and in the fairy tales. Welcome to Fairy Tale World!
Olga and Fairy Tale Team 😊
RAINBOW DROP
Rainbow Drop hung on a thin stem and was not going to fall!
The rain had passed. Rainbow Drop smiled happily at the Sun with all her rainbow colors and did not fall! Her own small weight did not bother her. She continued grasping onto the stem for a long time and smiled.
Her friends, the other drops, had become bored and tired. So they talked to each other about the weather and then, together, slid down the stem, greeting the puddle loudly: “Plop!”
Rainbow Drop didn’t want to slide down. . . .
“I don’t want to go there! I will smile until I have lost my strength!” she decided, clung to the stem’s edge, and smiled. Even Wind stopped rocking the stem so as not to disturb her. Rainbow Drop was grateful to him for such tenderness and . . . saw Snail. Slowly moving his house, Snail was heading in Rainbow Drop’s direction. The stem was thin and light, and Snail was fat and heavy.
“Excuse me. Maybe it would be more convenient for you to go the other way?” Rainbow Drop began, but Snail did not listen to her. “I can’t! It’s not convenient and . . . I don’t want to!”
He stubbornly crawled forward, despite that at any moment, he could fall.
“Ahh . . . it’s a pity if we fall together,” sighed Rainbow Drop, frantically holding on to the swaying stem.
“What? I don’t care about you. Even if I fall down, I won’t have a problem, my house is strong. And actually, I want to drink!” Snail puffed and continued crawling forward.
“Umm . . . could you get a drink somewhere down there?” Rainbow Drop asked quietly, clinging fearfully to the rough stem.
“What? Down there?! I would need to crawl down!? Heh! No! I want to crawl up! Besides, you are so transparent and probably tasty! Why are you hanging here anyway? Why?” Snail asked and looked to the puddle. “All your friends have gone there a long time ago.”
Snail looked down and asked again, “What are you doing here? Are you not afraid of the Sun?”
Rain Drop smiled. “Why do I need to be afraid? It’s beautiful and fun. Look, see how the sunrays play with me!” she said joyfully.
“Playing? Heh-heh! First, sunrays play with you, and then they will dry you up!” Snail snickered.
“Let . . . anyway, I will be back to Earth with the rain!” Rainbow Drop laughed merrily.
“I’ll be back. I’ll be back!” Snail mimicked her and added, “Who knows you? Too many of you are similar. All the same . . .”
Snail wanted to say something more but lost his hold and fell to the ground with a thud. There, chagrined by this surprise, Snail first hid in his house, and then, leaned out and looked up.
“Hey! Haven’t you fallen yet?” he asked and added sarcastically, “You are becoming very small!”
“I didn’t fall! I’m here!” Rainbow Drop laughed and looked around.
The land, wet after the rain, absorbs the sincere warmth of the sunrays.
Everything that Rainbow Drop saw was reflected on her as transparent images. All that lived and rejoiced the Sun, sparkled in her with multi-colored shades, as if a wizard had miraculously made a magical crystal ball and placed there all his treasures.
Rainbow Drop hung on for a very long time. She settled down more comfortably and did not feel tired. The offended Snail hid in his house again, puffing and grumping about the stupidity of someone who hung without any sense.
“Look, the rain is long over, and there is a droplet still hanging!” Butterfly’s voice sounded. “It is so beautiful! Look! In it, the whole World is clean and transparent! It would be a pity if it fell . . .”
“Oh! Be careful!” cried Butterfly to Dragonfly, who almost touched Rainbow Drop with her wings. Let her hang! For as long as she has strength,” Butterfly added tenderly.
“I will not fall! I have enough strength!” Rainbow Drop said smiling as she felt herself rising higher and higher.
“I’ll be back! I’ll be back again . . .” a quiet light whisper sounded from above. . . .
From the book “Happy Home Fairy Tales for children and adults”
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