Sorrow

One Christmas Eve evening, Grandma was in the kitchen preparing a Christmas cake and magic snowflake cookies, looking out the window from time to time. Her granddaughter sat next to her and watched the art of mastering the dough and its transformation into exquisite sweets.

– Grandma, what are you looking for on the street?
— I see how sad faces people have, but soon there will be such amazing, bright holidays… It’s time for joy.
– What, people don’t even have the strength to be happy, but only to be bored?
– Perhaps we are so upset because of what we want or wait for tomorrow that we do not notice the bright moments today. This is how we lose our joy.
– What to do? – sighing, asked the granddaughter.
“I don’t know for sure, but I think you should be happy yourself, and joy is very contagious. Take this wonderful cookie and make your friends at school happy. Let the joy continue, and everyone can prolong it.
“Ah, I understand,” the granddaughter answered, “not to wait for joy, but to create it.”
“You are my smart girl,” said the grandmother, smearing the girl’s nose with flour. And they laughed for a long time.

Tasks for the fairy tale:
1. Recall joyful moments.
2. Recall when someone made you joyful.
3. Recall a time when you made someone happy.
4. Draw joy for yourself and others.
5. Make a general drawing of joy.

@Victoria Nazarevich 2020 “Simple Tales”