Κυριακή, 4 Ιουλίου 2010

Where are my wings, mum??

- Where are my wings, mom?
- You don’t have wings, baby.
- Are you sure?
- Positive.
- But I remember having wings.
- Perhaps you dreamed about it, darling.
- I don’t think so… it doesn’t feel like a dream.
- Well, it doesn’t matter. The point is you don’t have wings.
- I feel you’re lying.
- No I’m not.
- Are you sure?
- Yes.
- So… you are saying… I never had wings.
- Exactly.
- What about you? Did you ever have wings?
- No I didn’t.
- You are lying.
- Do you see any wings?
- No.
- There you go.
- Perhaps you don’t remember.
- Perhaps.
- But I remember!
- Remember what?
- That I used to have wings.
- That’s not possible!
- Yes it is, mom.
- How did you…
- I just woke up one day and my memory was back. I don’t remember what happened to them, though. Do you want to tell me?
- The truth?
- Yes.
- I couldn’t hug you.
- Excuse me?
- Your wings…
- What about them?
- They got in the way and I couldn’t hug you.
- And what did you do?
- I cut them.
- You cut them?
- Yes.
- Just like that?
- Yes.
- Didn’t I cry?
- You did.
- But you didn’t care…
- No.
- Because…
- Because your wings got in the way and I couldn’t hug you.
- I see… And they never grew back?
- No. I made sure of that.
- What did you do?
- I burned their roots on your back.
- That must hurt!
- You cried again a little, but it was for your own good.
- My own good?
- Yes.
- And here we are now, both on the ground.
- Yes. Isn’t that nice?
- I don’t know…
- Of course it is, darling! Mothers know better!
- I suppose.
- You’re a good boy. Drink your milk now and then go to bed.
- Ok mom.
- Love you!
- Love you too.


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  1. unbelieveble!Μπορεί να είναι παραβολή αλλά ισχύει σχεδόν για κάθε γονιό και κάθε παιδί που γίνεται γονιός...

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