Lázár Ervin - The little girl, who loved everyone

-This one sound pretty. - pointed Felix to the title of a story in the book. Elisabeth followed his finger and a sad smile appeared in her eyes.
- You think so?

- I like people ho loves everyone. They are kind and should be an example for everyone.

- Do you want to hear it?

- Please read it to me. - smiled the Polish boy happily to his friend. The girl returned the smile and started the story.

Everyone get lost once. That's what happened with the little Brunella too. She got lost. She stepped out of her house in the morning, behind the garden she stopped a little to watch herself in the brook, combing her hair.
"I've got nice black hair." she said to the brook, and she smiled because she got nice black hair.
"It is nice indeed." said the brook.

"And my eyes are beautiful as well." continued Brunella.
No denial, her eyes were beautiful as well. The brook nodded. Not with the same enthusiasm, but it nodded because Brunella was a really nice little girl and she could smile so kindly that no one could be angry with her. The brook would loved it, of Brunella had said something like "You're so beautiful and crystal clear, brook!" or "You're making music so beautifully, nobody makes music like you!" But Brunella hadn't said things like this. It hadn't even crossed her mind. She said:
"If I close my eyes, I cannot see you."

The story then continued. Brunella went to the forest and met 3 dangerous monsters: the Tiger, the Bear, and the Terrible Threewheeled Pakuk bird. Every monster treated the little girl friendly after they found out that she loves them just because everyone loves her. They showed her their secret places, gave her food and played with her, and gave her memories so she can remember them.
When she leaved from the Pakuk bird, it was almost evening and Brunella met the hunter near the forest. The man almost shot her down, and was really surprised that she wasn't even afraid of him, nor his gun. She told him the same, that she loves everyone and everyone loves her in return. Even the three monster. The hunter didn't believe her, but she shoved their gifts and told everything about them to prove they exist and they love her. Then they parted and the hunter went to the forest, Brunella headed to the brook.

"Hello, brook" she said "You see, I didn't get hurt. I love everyone and everyone loves me too"
Then there was a shot.

"The Tiger" said the brook.
Brunella stood their with her legs rooted to the ground. She couldn't say a world. There was a second shot.
"The Bear" said the brook.
" Oh, no, I don't want it!" shouted the little girl, but then the breeze brought the third shot.
" The Terrible Threewheeled Pakuk bird" said the brook.
The little girl fell to her knees, cried grievously, her tears falling to the brook. The water became troubled from her tears.
"From now on you cannot see yourself in me" said the brook sadly "maybe only if you close your eyes."

- The end.

Elisabeth put the book down and closed her eyes. Felix was sobbing next to her.

- This is so sad. How could you write this to little kids?!

- They have to learn, they cannot trust anybody.

- But why?! This is more than depressing!

- It's the truth about life. Everyone loved her, but that didn't mean they loved the others as well.

- I feel so sorry for the little girl. It's horrible. I don't want to cry because of a bedtime tale! You're so mean!

- You were the one who chose this. Bear the consequences.

- Lizzy I feel so sorry for you! We should go out. You need to cheer up.

- Felix, I think it's you who need a happy hour and a Disney movie. I'm perfectly fine.
- But I need you to come with me! We're gonna watch Aristocats and Mulan! I know these are your favorites as well, you cannot hide them.
- Alright. Let's go make some popcorn.

A.N.:
The story in italic is the rough translation of the original Hungarian tale written by Lázár Ervin. I should change the order in his name but still I wouldn't like it. Sorry for that I have some really strange habit. So the story isn't full, I was a little tired to translate the whole, but if you insist I can try. This one is one of my favorites from the writer, the other one is titled: The smallest witch. That's sad and cute too, but much more longer. So I'm not sure if I will ever write about it.
So half of the story isn't mine and the characters neither. Hope you liked it, I will search for more tale, maybe from other countries as well.
Oh and about the Terrific Threewheeled Pakuk bird. It's an original nonsense character of Lázár Ervin so don't feel bad about it if you don't know what it is :)