Ecological fairy tale about the Earth
Bugaeva Lyudmila Valerievna
Ecological fairy tale about the Earth
Author: Bugaeva Lyudmila Valerievna.
In far, far away space there lived a family named "Solar System"
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It was a very friendly and cheerful family: six brothers: Uranus, Neptune, Saturn, Mercury, Jupiter, Mars. And two sisters: Venus and Earth . The brothers were brave, strong, powerful, and the sisters, like all girls, were very sweet and romantic. Today's tale is about the youngest sister, named Earth .
She was a very beautiful, clean, blue planet. There were many seas, lakes and rivers in which there were a huge variety of fish. There were also many forests and fields where various animals lived. The sky on this planet was so blue and the sun was so bright that everyone living on this planet rejoiced every day. The whole family loved their little sister very much, and she loved them all. But most of all she loved the inhabitants of her planet, people.
The people of the earth fished in rivers , hunted animals in forests, built buildings, roads, and produced cars that drove along these roads. Day and night, these machines emitted huge amounts of harmful substances into the air. And then one day there were so many harmful substances that our beautiful, blue planet fell ill. Every day its health only worsened: flowers began to wither, animals began to die, leaves on the trees dried, and the blue and clear sky became gloomy and gray. And people also continued to drive their noisy, smoking cars. Every day the beauty of the earth faded .
And then one day people finally noticed that the grass was not so green, that the birds stopped singing, and some animals completely disappeared from the face of the earth . And it became difficult for the inhabitants of the Earth to breathe . Then people started thinking: “What happened?”
,
"Why did it happen?"
,
“Why did their beloved planet get sick?”
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The inhabitants of the Earth began to conduct various experiments and studies, during which they found out that the cause of the disease on their planet was in themselves. The problem was that the cars that people loved to drive polluted the air very much and it became uninhabitable. People began to think about how to help their beautiful Earth , how to cure it, what kind of medicine they could invent. They thought for a long time, consulted, and finally decided to use a type of transport instead of cars that does not pollute the air: ecological (electric cars, bicycles, scooters, and someone decided to just become a pedestrian.
And after some time the Earth began to recover. The flowers bloomed again, the birds began to sing, and a rainbow appeared in the blue sky. Since then, every year on September 22, people all over the Earth hold the “Car Free Day”
, urge everyone to give up their
“iron horse”
at least for one day, so that their beloved, clean, blue planet does not get sick again.
Today, I will tell you a fairy tale about our planet earth.
Yes Yes.
About the land on which we walk, roam, live, sing and love. About the Earth on which we, in fact, are guests. Earth - Mother. She was, is and will be. And she has already seen a lot. And many civilizations lived on it and each lived its own experience. And now, here, we live. We are now living the experience of Earthlings, people who have chosen a technocratic method of development. People who, over several centuries, have completely lost touch with nature and Mother Earth, lost touch with the cosmos, with the source, lost touch with themselves. And so, slowly, little by little, little by little, all these connections began to be restored, as the limit of technocratic experience occurred and the thin voice of the soul, like a small green blade of grass growing through the asphalt, began to shout for help: “People, People, stop, come to your senses, remember myself". And people began to remember. At first, there were few of them who remembered, and everyone called them strange, crazy, and even dangerous. After all, they were broadcasting something that went beyond the usual, ordinary and consistently sleepy-pleasant. It was better not to listen to such people, otherwise “you never know.”
Then, there were a little more people like that. And those who were not understood by their loved ones and friends, who were tired of living in misunderstanding, alone with themselves with their new thoughts, suddenly began to meet like-minded people. What a joy! There are those who think exactly the same way. There are those who don’t twist your head, who don’t force you to shut up and stop thinking “wrong” thoughts. And they united in like-mindedness and rejoiced at mutual communication and the growth of new thoughts.
Meanwhile, those who did not understand the Novomyslevites began to worry. Too many new societies have appeared that began to broadcast more confidently about some new life, about some kind of demands for everyone to change, to lead a different way of life. Some kind of heretics. Sectarians. We live here in silence, we do as the party says, we don’t have any thoughts, we obey and work from morning to evening. And these are parasites, everyone is talking about some kind of transformation. No, I feel good on my stove, I got it with hard work! And I’m not going to change, so I live as they said on TV. And heretics and troublemakers go to the garden.
In general, society again did not approve of people with new thoughts and labeled them “danger, avoid them.” And he frowned suspiciously in case of unnecessary conversations.
And new thoughts, watered with the air of unanimity and freedom, began to grow and multiply. Like beautiful flowers, they suddenly grew here and there - among the strong prickly nettles, among the crushing ivy. And what helped them at that time was unanimity. The flowers found each other and helped each other get out among the thorns, helped each other to be stronger, wiser, and reach for the sun. After all, it’s always easier to do this when you have the support of a friend nearby. Many meadows of flowers formed then. The flowers were still weak then, but already beautiful in their courage “not to be like everyone else,” but to be individuals. They grew towards the sun, increased their strength, filled with juices and were all together.
But the moment came when the flowers realized that they were already strong and were no longer afraid of the sidelong glances of those who did not understand them, nor of thorns, nor of weeds, nor of nettles. And they became whole flowers and they don’t need to be all together in one clearing, even though it’s nice there, it’s calm, everyone understands each other and supports each other. Yes, the flowers already wanted to go out into the world and live according to their new thoughts and build new beautiful meadows. And it doesn’t matter that someone won’t understand.
And flowers began to spread all over the world. Everywhere. Everywhere. They caught fire and sparkled. And those who were suspicious and suspicious suddenly began to notice these sparks. And, suddenly, they also wanted to understand where they were coming from and how this could happen. And they began to look around with wider eyes. And it’s as if the world has become a little different, but before it wasn’t noticeable, it was nice on your stove, but now you want to go out into the sun, take a walk in the clearing. And it seems like what that strange man said a long time ago - however, it seems to be true. But I will never admit this to him. But, damn it, something needs to be done, it seems like I’m behind the times...
And so, little by little, the Earth began to bloom, more and more flowers lit up with lights and sparkles of light all over the earth. This, if you look at the Earth from afar, they looked like bright sparks. And on Earth itself - they looked like ordinary people, modest, they no longer talked so much about their new thoughts, rather, they lived more by them. But the light of their souls shone for radii of many kilometers around. And illuminated entire countries and continents.
Here's the story. And those who listened, of course, did well.
