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Laura finished bustling and dreamed to sit down comfortably with a cup of tea to
end the last chapter of the book she began to read last weekend. As soon as she
put the kettle on, her son entered the kitchen.
“Mom, come to my room and read me a fairy tale” her six-year-old son seemed to
Laura thought with little regret of the nice, free while with the book in hand,
but she stroked gently the kid’s head and smiled at him. “All right! Let’s go!”
The boy settled himself on his mother’s knees, fidgeting impatiently. Laura read
the first page of a colorful book, and then she did the other one, and the
other, but her son’s thoughts were somewhere else… She lowered her voice and
stopped reading at last. She remained silent, observing her child.
The boy sat silently, being nestled in her arms. The sudden change of his mood
was puzzling, but Laura only gave him a cuddle and was rocking him rhythmically.
“Mummy,” he spoke suddenly, “Will it be possible for me to visit our whole
country when I am an adult?”
“It will, of course,” Laura answered. “You will see the most interesting places
in our country. You’ll see our mountains along one border, and the sea along the
other one. And you’ll see our capital with a monument of a little insurgent who
fought against enemies, though he was only a bit older than you are now. And
you’ll visit old castles in our country where kings and dukes lived…”
But her son’s curiosity seemed still not to be satisfied. “Mom, the world must
be gigantic. Will it be possible for me to set out on a journey all around the
world when I am a big man?”
“It will. That’s for sure,” Laura’s voice was unquestionable. “This world is
vast indeed, and that it is why you will need much time and money,” she smiled.
“There are many interesting places in the world you must visit. You’ll see
oceans, and very high mountains, and canyons, and waterfalls, and very big
cities with skyscrapers… And you will make friends with new people.” Laura fell
into a reverie. Even her son became silent for a longer while.
“How many thoughts the little head can hold…” the mother wondered, but she liked
the children’s thoughtful face. Her son’s eyes were absent, somewhere in some
distant dream world.
“But I will never reach stars…” The boy looked at his mother attentively. No-one
could reach stars…What would his mother answer him? He looked at her with
But why did his mother keep silence and lower her eyes? What happened to her?
Why was she so sad? His little heart became anxious.
Laura controlled herself with effort.
“Always when you want to achieve something that will seem to be impossible for
you, do your best to realize your dreams in spite of different obstacles in your
life…” Her voice was entirely calm and firm. “Then you must focus on achieving
your plan. And don’t allow anybody to disturb you. And when you do what you
dreamed about, then you will feel reaching stars… Yes, son, you will be able to
reach stars. You will…”
She didn’t mention her son how difficult it was to reach stars in her own life…
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