sobota, 20 czerwca 2026

Donkey



Once upon a time, beyond seven rivers, seven mountains, and seven great forests. Where humans never go, there was a land inhabited by donkeys—ordinary, little, floppy-eared donkeys.
They lived happily and carefree in their little country. No one bothered them. The little donkeys went to school, bringing pride to their parents. The big donkeys kept their homes tidy and beautified the land they inhabited.
However, there was one donkey who was unlike any other...
He didn't like going to school—he felt bad there. He much preferred running through flowery meadows or sitting for hours by streams, gazing at the clouds reflected in the water. He dreamed of learning to fly—like birds.
To be free like a bird... To soar above everyday life...
But he knew that was impossible; he was a donkey, after all. An eeyore, gray, ordinary donkey.
Days, months, years passed. The donkey slowly grew up, but still cherished his childhood dream. He often sat by the stream or simply gazed at the sky. Until one day, he met someone who would change his life forever.
A little girl found her way to the land of donkeys. While playing, she ran to the stream to drink water. There, our donkey noticed her. He looked into her eyes and understood why he loved looking at the sky so much.
Her eyes were so blue and... beautiful! He knew then that he would do anything for those eyes. They were the ones he had longed for since childhood, though he was sure he was seeing HER for the first time. The girl soon took a liking to the donkey, as if she had known him forever. She took him to a land where people lived. People who, like her, had beautiful blue eyes...
For the first time, the donkey was truly happy and glad he wasn't a bird—he wouldn't be able to see those beautiful eyes then. And he would probably still be searching for something he could never achieve. Yet what he needed was right there, right next to him.
The girl grew up, and with her, always nearby, lived a donkey, gazing intently into her beautiful blue eyes.
Many years have passed since then, and donkeys can still be found in the world, gazing intently into the blue eyes of little girls...

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