The tales of a little boy and a little girl and the flowersA Story by Kazeronnie MakThis story is telling us about the three pairs of the little boys and girls, the three different attitudes with the similar background.Tale 1 A little boy was fond of a little girl who was studying next class. They lived in a beautiful small town. Then, the little boy picked the
wildflowers on the roadside for the little girl after school everyday. The
little girl was very glad to have the gift. She always showed a lovely smiles on
her face when the little boy handed her the flowers. He always blushed with
a chuckle, whenever he saw her lovely smiling face. The little girl lost her interest in the flowers a few days later. In despite of this, the little boy kept on sending her the
flowers. The little girl considered that was deserved. She accepted the
flowers with a straight face since then. The little boy was very disappointed. He gave up sending her the flowers before long. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tale 2 A little boy was fond of a little girl who was studying next class. They lived in a peaceful village. Then, the little boy picked the wildflowers on the roadside for the little girl after school everyday. The little girl inserted the flower in her beautiful long hair every
time. She matched with the flower. The little boy was deeply attracted to the
girl of her beauty. He kept on sending her the flowers everyday. She kept on
insert it in her hair every time. They both were very happy. But, the happy days did not last long. An accident was happened to
the little girl, and left a scar on her face. She was not beautiful as before,
even though she still had the flower in her hair. He could not see the same beautiful girl as she used to. The little boy was very disappointed. He gave up sending her the flowers before long. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tale 3 A little boy was fond of a little girl who was studying next class. They lived in a leisurely township. Then, the little boy sent a pack of flower
seed to the little girl. She seemed a bit abrupt when she saw the seeds. The
little boy invited her to plant its together. The little girl agreed. But, she
asked him what kind the seeds it was. The little boy said that he did not know and
they would learn when the flowers blossomed. They set the seed at the
nook in the garden at the back of the school. He was in charge of turning over
the soil, and she did the watering everyday. The work kept them occupied. Yet,
they both were very happy. When the day came finally, the blossoms of the bright yellow
sunflowers were all around the place. They both looked at each other with smiles. The beautiful flowers were all destroyed by a rainstorm a few days
later. The little boy and the little girl were very disappointed. With a new pack of seeds in his hand with a cheerful smile on his
face, the little boy invited the little girl to plant it together again next day. The little girl nodded with smiles.
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THE FIRST BOY : He was fond of the little girl with her beautiful smiles. And he tried very hard to gain her smiles. When the little girl stopped returning him for the smile, he also lost his rewards. Unilateral trying hard, he had lost the motivation before long. FOR
THE SECOND BOY : He was fond of the little girl’s beauty. And he tried very hard to let her beauty to stay on. But, he was only attracted to her appearance. When the little girl had lost her beauty, it was the end. FOR
THE THIRD BOY : He was fond of the little girl. And he enjoyed the process of the
hard working with the little girl instead of the result. Even though, he had to start it all over again. They both smiled, still.
© 2012 Kazeronnie MakAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 7, 2010 Last Updated on March 5, 2012 Tags: life, love, inspiration, destiny, comprehend, flower, smile, beauty, heart. AuthorKazeronnie MakAboutLife is such a very complicated matter. Just we are so impotent when things happen sometimes. There will have too much interludes happening in our lives. Love is just an interlude amongst all. .. more..Writing
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