A story about Beauty, Flowers and Panel blocks ...or it depends on who being happy... Tamara Tanatar told us an inspiring story that I want to share with you. It's about Beauty, about the little person, about the grain of Art that everyone has...: There was a poor little town in the middle of nowhere with 5-story old panels, with bored and sullen residents, with city drunks, and with children who were bored, ugly, and only dreamed of how to escape from the terrible place where they were born ... Until one day an 85-year-old grandmother changed that... She didn't do much - she left her small apartment, cleaned the staircase of the wretched panel block, washed the windows so that it was bright, and arranged pots of flowers on the stairs. The old and battered panel staircase, which had not seen cleanliness and the Sun shone for a long time, the flowers laughed and the world became a more beautiful and good place... The neighbors looked through their peepholes, envied ... and went back to lead the crappy, drunken and desperate life that they generally lead ... But the children, who did not want to look at the World from this angle - broke and scattered the flowers, stained the staircase, and decided that here again the World had returned to the ugly and desperate place in which they were born... When she saw this the next day, her grandmother cried ... rolled up her sleeves, cleaned again, arranged the flowers again and the old panel staircase lit up and shone again. The neighbors again hid behind the doors of their apartments and the children came again. The grandmother saw them and asked "Did you break my flowers?" and they said "Yes." She begged them - "Please, don't break these too!" "-"Okay," said the children, but they didn't want to believe that it was possible for the world to be beautiful and colorful and again they broke and stained everything... The next day, the grandmother cried again, but rolled up her sleeves again and cleaned the entrance, arranged the flower,s and the world turned into a colorful and beautiful place... The neighbors decided to stand by the peepholes and see what was going on... The grandmother sat on the stairs and waited... The children came, saw the flowers, saw the grandmother..., and she invited them to her home for tea and freshly baked cookies... "Why don't you scold us? - asked the children "You are not to blame" -said the grandmother "No one taught you that the world can be beautiful! I tried, but obviously I failed"...and so she told them long and beautifully how you don't need to run away for to live differently, and you need to take the small step that will lead you to the path of happiness... In the evening, the children left and couldn't sleep...we thought how some grandmother was so strong to stand up for beauty... panel block
And the world has changed! The next day, the flowers were in their places, the staircase was shining clean, and in the neighboring entrance, the children were washing the windows... The neighbors came out of their dark apartments, sat on the steps of the bright staircase, talked, and became friends... And so little by little the old ugly and desperate panels became beautiful, bright, and happy homes... The city has changed and the children now want to stay and live here, where there is beauty and love! Unfortunately, the grandmother didn't live to see this, but I'm sure that somewhere above she's watching and enjoying her flowers... That's how this story ends. If you're not happy, it's up to you to take the first step...
