It was a rainy day when Marysia was sitting in her favorite wicker rocking chair, reading her favorite fairy tale, "Orphan Marysia." She thought to herself, "Oh! I'm just like that orphan!" But as often happens with these thoughts, this one too quickly fled the golden head of the little girl. Or maybe even a girl. Yes! Definitely a girl. You could even say: a young woman. Well, what's so interesting about that? Hmm... Let's think about it. Marysia will soon share her short, but that doesn't mean it's not a great, adventure...
Yes, yes... My story isn't even half as engaging as Orphan Marysia's. But I still think it's worth a close listen. It all started last year during the summer holidays, when I went to my grandmother's for the entire month of July. It was, as you might imagine, very boring. There were only old friends around, and my grandmother just kept shoving better and better treats under my nose. Oh my… I gained so much weight that summer, wow. You're probably wondering what could be so interesting about a simple stay at Grandma's. Well, there it was…
One beautiful day, as I was strolling through Grandma's field, gently lit by the red glow of the setting sun, I spotted a rabbit in the distance. I decided to catch up. I ran after it for about five minutes, but it was still just a few meters ahead of me. I was already out of breath, partly because I'd never been in good shape, and partly because of the fat that had grown all over me. That's when I decided: I have to lose weight! But unfortunately, my resolution had no foundation in reality. And so I gained and gained weight until I was fat. I didn't like it, although now I like my weight. You're probably asking: why? The answer is simple. During winter break, I joined a walrus club. Because I thought, I have some fat, and it will definitely come in handy in cold water. And maybe I'll lose some weight. So I joined. I bathed in icy water, met many people and met the love of my nineteen-year-old life…
His name was Marian, and although he was only twenty, he already had a sizable belly. He smiled and said that his "Maciuś" (which is what he called his little fat boy) came from a combination of alcohol and sweets. At first, I thought he was a disgusting character. Just a fat guy. Stupid, rude, and uncultured. Now I'm even surprised at my own thoughts back then – he was so lovely. My perspective changed the day Marian approached me and resolutely declared that his name came from mine. I really liked that statement, and from then on, I started observing him more closely. From a positive perspective. I found him to have a great sense of humor and to be very kind. And quite handsome, too. I began to gaze at him more and more often; I wanted to be near him always, and when I was, I felt positive vibes coming from him. I noticed that he also looked at me for a long time, even though I was so fat and rather uninteresting. But even though I really, really wanted to meet him, I waited for him to ask me out first. And finally, he did. I remember it like it was yesterday, even though it was two whole months ago. He said exactly this: Marysia, Maciuś is hungry, will you come with me to feed him? At first, I thought: Ugh, what is he talking about? But a moment later, I remembered who this Maciuś of his was and enthusiastically accepted his offer. We went to a bar, and that's how it all began.
Right now, I'm proud to have a soft, plump belly, and now I can't imagine an evening without a can of beer or a huge slice of cake... Girls! There's no point in losing weight! Let's be ourselves, let's not go against nature, and let's eat as much as we can!!!
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