Once upon a time there was a needle for darning clothes. She was rather small for a darning needle, so she imagined herself as an embroidery needle.
"Please pay attention to what you are holding now!" she said to the fingers that were taking it out. "Don't lose me! Once I fall to the ground, you will never find me because I am so thin!"
"As thin as possible," said Finger. They pinched her tightly around the waist.
"Look, I have my entourage with me!" she said. There was a long line trailing behind her, but there was no knot in the line.
His fingers were nailing the needle to one of the cook's slippers, because the leather was torn and needed to be sewn.
"It is a vulgar job," said the darning needle. "I don't want to get in. I'm going to break! I'm going to break!" So she did break. "Didn't I tell you?" said the darning needle, "I am very thin!"
Finger thought: She is of no use now. Still they were unwilling to give her up, for the cook dropped a little sealing wax on the needle and pinned her to a handkerchief.
"Now I have become a lapel pin (note: a lapel pin (brystnal) is a kind of decoration, inserted into the tie when wearing a suit; the needle is usually inlaid with a pearl.)!" said the darning needle. "I have known for a long time that I will be honored: an extraordinary person will always get an extraordinary status!"
So she smiled inwardly. When a darning needle laughs, people cannot see her external expression. She stood there, looking very proud, as if she were sitting in a car, looking around.
"Permit me to ask: Are you made of gold?" she asked a pin beside her. "You have a very pretty face, but your head is just a little small. You have to make it grow a little bigger, because the sealing wax doesn't drip onto every needle."
The darning needle stood up so proudly that it fell from the handkerchief into the sewage ditch where the cook was washing it.
"Now I am going on a journey," said the Darning Needle. "I just hope I don't get lost!"
But she got lost.
"For this world, I'm too small," she said as she reached the gutter. "But I know who I am, and that's a small comfort!"
So the darning needle continued to maintain her proud attitude without losing her elation. Many different things floated over her: vegetable scraps, blades of grass, scraps of old newspapers.
"Look how fast they swim!" said the Darning Needle. "They don't know there's something underneath them! Here I am, here I sit firmly! Look, a stick floats up, and it thinks there is nothing else in the world but a stick. It It's such a guy! Look at the way it twists and turns! It's easy for you to hit a piece of broken newspaper and swim over! ! What is printed on it has long been forgotten, but it is still spread out and full of dignity. I know who I am, and I always keep my true face!"
One day something was lying next to her. This thing shoots beautiful light. The darning needle thought it was a diamond. But in fact it was a fragment of a bottle. Because it emits light, the darning needle speaks to it, introducing itself as a lapel pin.
"I suppose you are a diamond?" she said.
"Yeah, yes, that's the kind of thing."
So both parties believe that they are objects of high value. They started talking about how people in the world generally think they are great.
"I once lived in a lady's box," said the Darning Needle. "The lady was a cook. She had five fingers on each hand. I never saw anything so proud as these five fingers. , but their role is just to take me out of the box and put me in. "
"Can they also shoot brilliance?" asked the bottle shard.
"Brilliant!" said the darning needle, "nothing but a great thought. They are five brothers, all of the family of fingers. They boast to each other, though they are of different lengths: the first one is 'Finger' '(Note: "Bum Touch", "Can", "Long Man", "Golden Fire" and "Bill Plays with Friends" are nicknames given by Danish children to the five fingers. The thumb is not flexible when touching things, so it is called "Stupid touch"; the second finger often reaches into the jam jar to eat something instead of swallowing the head, so it is called "jar"; the fourth finger looks like a golden fire because it wears a ring; the little finger is called "Bill plays with friends" because It is of no use), short and fat. He walked in the forefront, and had only one knot in his back, so that he could make only one bow at a time; but he said that if he cut it off a man, he would be unqualified for military service. The second finger is called the 'jar', it reaches into sour and sweet things, it points to the sun and the moon, and it holds the pen while everyone writes. The third finger is the 'long man', who stretches his hands over other people's heads to see things. The fourth finger is 'Golden Fire' and he has a gold belt around his waist. The youngest is 'Bill Playing with Friends', who does nothing and is proud of himself. They do nothing but brag and that's why I end up in the gutter! "
"This is an upgrade!" said the bottle fragment.
By this time more water had rushed into the gutter, covering everything and washing away the broken pieces of the bottle.
"Look, he's upgraded!" said the Darning Needle. "But I'm still sitting here, I'm so thin. But I'm proud of it, and it's also very glorious!" So she sat there proudly and expressed many thoughts.
"I almost believe that I was born from the sun, because I am so thin! I feel like the sun is always looking for me under the water. Ah! I am so thin that even my mother can't find me." If my old needle hadn't broken, I think I would have cried, but I couldn't do it: crying is not a gentle thing!"
One day some wild boys were looking for things in the gutters. Here they sometimes found old nails, copper plates, and similar objects. It's a dirty job, but they appreciate it.
"Ouch!" said one of the children as he was pricked by a darning needle, "it's you!"
"I'm not a guy, I'm a young lady!" said the darning needle. But no one paid attention to her. The drop of sealing wax on her body was long gone, and her whole body had turned pitch black. However, black color can make people slimmer, so she believes that she is more delicate than before.
"Look, an eggshell has risen!" the children said. They stuck darning needles into the eggshells.
"The walls are white, and I am black! It matches well!" said the Darning Needle. "Everyone can see me now. I just hope I don't get seasick, because I'll break it!" But she didn't get seasick at all, and it didn't break.
"A person with a belly made of steel is not afraid of seasickness. At the same time, don't forget that compared with an ordinary person, I am a step ahead. I have nothing wrong with me now. The slender a person is, the more he can withstand it." The more stuff you have to live in."
"Bang!" The eggshell suddenly cracked because a truck was running over it.
"My God, it crushed me so hard!" said the darning needle. "I'm a little seasick now and I'm going to break! I'm going to break!"
Although the truck ran over her, she was not broken. She lay there straight and she could have stayed there.
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