\u23f1 ~3 min reading<\/p>\n\n\n
On Saturday they were supposed to go to the park. A big one, with swans, carousels, and ice cream. Ulyana planned the week \u2014 what dress she would wear, what sandwich she would take with her. And in the morning her mother said:<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 Daughter, it won't work today. The car won't start. Dad is repairing it. We'll try tomorrow.<\/p>\n\n
Ulyana sat on a stool in the hallway. She started crying, not loudly, but quietly, with tears on her knees.<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 And I waited so long.<\/p>\n\n
Mom squatted down.<\/p>\n\n
"Listen. We still have all day. The yard. The sun. We'll figure something out.".<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 There's nothing in the yard.<\/p>\n\n
\u201cReally?\u201d Mom smiled.<\/p>\n\n
Ulyana put on her sneakers. They went out onto the porch. Mom took a notebook and a pencil from her pocket.<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 Game. Find ten interesting things in the yard. Write them down.<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 In our yard?<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 Yes.<\/p>\n\n
Ulyana shrugged. She stood at the entrance. She looked around. The yard was as usual - a sandbox, a bench, two chestnut trees, a lilac bush near the net.<\/p>\n\n
She took a step. Another. She looked down.<\/p>\n\n
Under his foot was a dry twig bent into a funny shape. Like a slingshot.<\/p>\n\n
\u201cThis is it,\u201d Ulyana said and wrote it down.<\/p>\n\n
I looked at the chestnut tree. Between the roots was an anthill. Small, earthy, with movement inside. The ants were carrying pieces of grass.<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 That's two.<\/p>\n\n
Near the bench were three maple leaves, each one different. One was as big as a palm. The second was yellow around the edges. The third was half-eaten by some caterpillar\u2014it had a hole like a window.<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 That's three.<\/p>\n\n
On the lilac bush there is a spider web. On the spider web there is a drop of dew, small as a glass bead. Inside the drop, Ulyana saw, the sky was reflected.<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 Oh! Mom, look!<\/p>\n\n
"Wow. That's four.".<\/p>\n\n
Behind the bench was a cat. Gray, with a white sock. He was sleeping, his tail curled around him. Ulyana approached slowly. The cat woke up, opening only one eye. Then he stretched like a rubber band. He came over and rubbed against her knee.<\/p>\n\n
"It's five. It's warm.".<\/p>\n\n
Then Ulyana found a heart-shaped stone. That's six. A dandelion with a white head - she blew, the seeds scattered. Seven. A bird on a branch, which pecked with another for a bread crumb. Eight.<\/p>\n\n
She forgot about the park. She forgot about the swans. She was already squatting by the anthill and watching them work.<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 Ulyana, let's have dinner!<\/p>\n\n
Mom shouted from the window.<\/p>\n\n
Ulyana ran home. There were already eleven entries in her notebook\u2014one more than necessary.<\/p>\n\n
"Mom! I found eleven! Do you want me to show you?"<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 I want to.<\/p>\n\n
At lunch, Ulyana pointed out each item. Mom listened. Sometimes she smiled.<\/p>\n\n
- And tomorrow to the park?<\/p>\n\n
\u2014 Dad will fix it tomorrow, let's go.<\/p>\n\n
Ulyana thought.<\/p>\n\n
"Mom. Maybe I should go back to the yard first. I haven't found everything yet.".<\/p>\n\n
Mom didn't say "no.".<\/p>\n\n
The trip to the park was postponed to Sunday. On Saturday evening, Ulyana was sitting on a bench next to a gray cat - he was no longer afraid, he lay down at her feet. A pink cloud slowly crept across the sky. The chestnut tree rustled its leaves softly, softly.<\/p>\n\n
The yard was the same. Only now it was visible.<\/p>\n\n\n
\ud83d\udca1 Joy is in simplicity.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n
Ulyana was upset - the promised trip to the park was canceled. But in her own yard, she suddenly found so many new things that the day became no worse than a holiday.<\/p>","protected":false},"featured_media":3347,"template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"give_campaign_id":0,"yasr_overall_rating":0,"yasr_post_is_review":"","yasr_auto_insert_disabled":"","yasr_review_type":"","rank_math_description":"","rank_math_title":"","rank_math_focus_keyword":""},"class_list":["post-2463","istoriya","type-istoriya","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"acf":[],"yasr_visitor_votes":{"stars_attributes":{"read_only":false,"span_bottom":false},"number_of_votes":0,"sum_votes":0},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istoriya\/2463","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istoriya"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/istoriya"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3347"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2463"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}