Real Life stories

  THE CHILD WHO COULD DO IT… Two children had been skating on a frozen lake all morning when, suddenly, the ice broke and one of them fell into the water.  The internal current displaced it a few meters below the frozen part, so to save it the only option was to break the layer that covered it. His friend began to shout for help, but when he saw that no one was coming he quickly looked for a stone and began to hit the ice with all his might. He hit, hit, and hit until he managed to open a crevice through which he put his arm to grab his partner and save him. A few minutes later, warned by the neighbors who had heard the cries for help, the firefighters arrived. When they were told what had happened, they kept wondering how that little boy had been able to break such a thick layer of ice. -It is impossible that with those hands he has achieved it, it is impossible, he does not have enough strength, how could he achieve it?  they commented among themselves. An old man who was in the vici

Yesterday, I had to turn around because part of me was left stranded, hanging on a piece of blue cloud. I hadn't seen her dissociate herself.  I noticed this because of a notable lack of enthusiasm.  So I retraced my steps. I found him in tears, refusing to let go of his dream rag, which is definitely unusable today.  She cried on my shoulder for a while, stammering "I believed", "I wanted so much", and so on.  All these useless words which do not change anything to plow in the void, and which make one stay put.  Stuck. I took the time to tell him yes, me too, of course.  And that if I had been given the script to write, I would certainly have chosen another ending.  But now, I was not asked.  Or not directly. I spent Sunday patting him on the back, describing a singing tomorrow.  She only listened with one ear, sniffing into my neck.  I shook him a little at times - annoyed me by force - but his grief was so obvious that I did not have the heart to kick his but