CURCUBEU

THE RAINBOW

Once upon a time there was a little boy from a village on the mountain. His name was Alex. He was sent by his father to be a shepherd to their flock of sheep, far from the village. Being alone there, he was amusing himself by giving names to his sheep. And talked to them as if humans

Then he got bored and started to watch the sky and give names to the constellations: This is like the chariot of my uncle, that is like our horse etc..

But still he was bored and was very happy whenever-once per week-was going back home and found other kids to play with Alas! they did not want him in their games, because he did not know how to play

Time past and he was growing older and taller

But not as the usual boys. Every month he was getting one head taller!! Now the other kids didnt want him because he was different.

He became taller than the tower bell of the church. No door, no room was in his size. And continued to getting taller. His parents were annoyed by his presence

So he decided to stay away from the village, with the only company of the creatures of nature. Sometimes, as he was standing, his head among the clouds, he could listen to the birds talking and learn new things

One day, many heavy clouds filled the sky. He stood up and heard: Ha!ha! How nice! all of us, sister drops, we are gathered here!

We will fall to this place, all of us, and travel altogether to the sea! Well not be separated anymore! Pity of these poor people! They will be vanished by our fluid!
And the drops started to go down happily, contentiously, like a curtain of diamonds.

Thunders and strikes started to tear off the sky!

Immediately Alex started to dig a big canal all around the village. The water fell there and the village was saved

Another time, having his head in the clouds he saw and heard some beautiful, white, cold flakes laughing and saying:

How nice! How happy we are! Well fall

altogether on this nice village, we ll stay for a long
time, we will bury this area for the whole winter!

Immediately Alex started cutting all the dry, old, fallen trees from the forests around the village. He made huge stocks of timber and put them beside the houses.

When the village was almost buried under the snow, people had enough wood for the fireplace and enjoyed their staying at home, watching the falling snow flakes

Once, he heard the clouds shouting:

Run, run! The strong wind had a fight with his brothers and he is coming furious! He will destroy everything in his way!

But one day, what he heard in the clouds from the birds, terrified him: Run, run, brothers and sisters! Lets go away from this crazy place! Human race lost their mind and make wars!...

they throw bullets, bombs, rockets, death anywhere! And then they say: Sorry! It happened by mistake! or Sorry! Side casualties!

Alex was very upset. He did not know what is war. He heard some terrible sounds, like thunders bombs!- like flying bees bullets!- and something hit him and he started to bleed!!

He felt desperate! What could he do to protect his village? He put his body over it, like a shield, like a bow, and didnt move even when his body was full of bullets. His blood flew and falling on the clouds, dyed them red, orange, mauve, yellow, green..

Alex vanished. His memory is only the rainbow trying to help and give hopes to people

THIS STORY IS BASED ON THE BOOK OF ZOI PAPAZISSI:

7 2009