few days ago in blog of Paola-Stardust-
I read the fable "The Wolf and the Moon" which I liked very much,
because the wolf howling desperately
in search of her baby, moved me.
The wolf is always described as
the villain of fairy tales, we learn that
no one is ever all good
and no one is ever around bad.
The story that is part of my book
"L'Allegra Compagnia"
entitled "The two sides,"
wants to somehow say
that in each of us lives
always a bit 'of good and a bit' wrong.
I am happy to dedicate this to tell you baby Paoletta
that because your post made me remember
and also to tell you that you me a dear friend
and I love you.
THE TWO SIDES
If things had gone as he had planned
Mouse Arturo, known as "Party Animal" for his habit of always thinking about at parties, might not have stumbled occorsagli the adventure, but since not all cloud has a silver lining ....
He woke up early and had decided to go for a game of bowls with
Cuckoo Gilbino and since then to talk about a holiday he had in mind, a masquerade.
The two found themselves in the Great Plains and began to mouth with hazelnuts.
Suddenly everything went dark, threatening clouds chased each other from the sea to the mountains. The thunder echoed from every corner of the sky, the flashes of lightning lit up at times.
Finally a deluge fell on the area. The two comrades who remained cut and run
Mouse Arturo, known as "Party Animal" for his habit of always thinking about at parties, might not have stumbled occorsagli the adventure, but since not all cloud has a silver lining ....
He woke up early and had decided to go for a game of bowls with
Cuckoo Gilbino and since then to talk about a holiday he had in mind, a masquerade.
The two found themselves in the Great Plains and began to mouth with hazelnuts.
Suddenly everything went dark, threatening clouds chased each other from the sea to the mountains. The thunder echoed from every corner of the sky, the flashes of lightning lit up at times.
Finally a deluge fell on the area. The two comrades who remained cut and run
Rat, soaked from head to foot, he found shelter under a small shed that was in front of a hole.
Suddenly the door opened the den and went out the Fox Guelph, mellifluous voice that he invited Arturo:
"What do you do Topo Arturo? Why not come? With the rain coming through to get wet all over. "
Rat was puzzled, because he was very wary of the fox that was a big wise guy, then everything about him ... it was rumored that in the company of stealing Gigia Faina in the hen houses and not only .. and apparently did well with the slaughter of birds
... "Thanks, but I'm well below. I do not want to bother you. " Guelph
But he insisted:
"We will miss another, does not bother me at all. Come in, come well, you can slightly heated. "
the face of such insistence, poor Arthur did not know which way to turn, finally shaking a bit 'from the cold and a little' fear, he made the best of a bad lot and went inside.
Guelph Now he did sit by the fire and
and brought him a cup of steaming milk.
Imagine the bewilderment of the Rat in the face of such kindness, he did not understand if it was selfless. In his brain was all a mess of presumptions: that is, it will be and that he could not give an answer.
Suddenly they heard a peep from the corner of the den:
"Pio, Pio, Pio .."
Arturo watched with apprehension the Fox, not daring to ask why the presence of a chick in his house and imagine the most terrible things.
The Guelph took the chick and lovingly petted him, saying
"Very quiet, you hear only the thunder, but soon all will pass and there will be the rainbow that you love so much . Remember the rainbow, right? "Then rivoltasi Arturo said,
"You know it is a bit 'poor little shocked. I found in a house on the second day of Passover. The hen house was empty because, as party, the woman had had a lot of people at lunch ... and so he was alone and afraid. It made me so much tenderness, not knowing who I was, I came close to twitter and asking for help. So I decided to take him to my house and treat him like a son. I called Donald "
Arturo could not believe his ears. It was all a joke? He could not conceive how a chick could have produced such a transformation in Guelph who had a reputation as little exemplary and commendable.
Meanwhile, the sky was clearing, the rain stopped and Arturo, bewildered as was happening to him, still in disbelief, the Fox thanked for their hospitality and disappeared like a flash back home , looking forward to tell his adventure to the friends of good company, maybe they would have got mad.
All day long remembered many times that he had witnessed and had to admit, after long reflection, he had received a bell'insegnamento because, after all, each of us, as his fame can be negative, has always a good side who can 'get out when others least expect it. And while he shaved, he looked carefully in the mirror and said to his image:
"What is your good side? And the bad? "
not believe it, but maybe he does not know the right answer.
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