Once, I was a teeny tiny girl,
Tiny as a stone of a persimmon.
It was a rainy, windy afternoon, as I was sitting in the kitchen, playing with a little pillow of the needles, which my mother always kept in a dried crust box.
As I was threading them in a heart-shaped cushion, I got my hand pricked.
I saw a little dot of the red, glowing blood and said: “I wish it flowed like a river!”
Suddenly, the sky came to light and a fairy flew out of the raging lightning strikes. She came to me and wrapped my finger, then looked directly in my fearing eyes and said: “Be careful what you wish for, someday it may come true!” Then she took a cushion I was playing with and started shaking it out. From the dust that came out of the pillow, she shaped a girl – tinier than myself, and put her on my back. Fairy turned around and flew in the sky.
“I’ll get a hump dragging this filthy creature of dust with my back!” — I said, as quickly and loud as I could. Fairy stopped. She came to me once more and said: “I warned you, you ghoulish girl, but you didn’t listen, so shall no word out of these lips be spoken! Nevermore!”
My lament vanished suddenly, and I couldn’t speak out loud. That fairy, that crooked, wicked fairy! She took the words away from my mouth!
Tiny as a stone of a persimmon.
It was a rainy, windy afternoon, as I was sitting in the kitchen, playing with a little pillow of the needles, which my mother always kept in a dried crust box.
As I was threading them in a heart-shaped cushion, I got my hand pricked.
I saw a little dot of the red, glowing blood and said: “I wish it flowed like a river!”
Suddenly, the sky came to light and a fairy flew out of the raging lightning strikes. She came to me and wrapped my finger, then looked directly in my fearing eyes and said: “Be careful what you wish for, someday it may come true!” Then she took a cushion I was playing with and started shaking it out. From the dust that came out of the pillow, she shaped a girl – tinier than myself, and put her on my back. Fairy turned around and flew in the sky.
“I’ll get a hump dragging this filthy creature of dust with my back!” — I said, as quickly and loud as I could. Fairy stopped. She came to me once more and said: “I warned you, you ghoulish girl, but you didn’t listen, so shall no word out of these lips be spoken! Nevermore!”
My lament vanished suddenly, and I couldn’t speak out loud. That fairy, that crooked, wicked fairy! She took the words away from my mouth!
