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“Irene, bedtime! I have a story to tell tonight!” I said while running around and catching my 5-year-old daughter. Once she was tucked in, she said “Oh-kay Papa. Tell me the stowy.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at this child who struggled to pronounce the letter ‘R’.
“Okay the story goes like this. There was once a scientist who lived on the outskirts of town. He was famed for his numerous failures and society considered him useless. Through the years, his surroundings were filled with gossips and stares. However, his spirit was never daunted, only driven by the will to succeed; he ignored all the noise and started to build his own world. Day and night, he did experiments, wrote many theories but none were ever successful.
One day, while doing his grocery and on the brink of giving up, he stumbled upon a box of mystery. To his surprise, he found a black dog with a white spot in his eye. The scientist had found another reason to live. With a new found inspiration, he started to work even harder than before. A mad man, his neighbors would say, laughing, shouting mingled with a barks.
(A puppy! Just like Nyxie?)
(Yes, just like Nyxie)
Every day by the grassy riverside you will see the pair taking a walk. They were an odd couple, a scientist with eyes who haven’t slept for years and a happy dog enjoying his walk. But you could see on the scientist’s face, a great big smile and eyes like that of a father’s. The man struggled daily while working on his experiments, scattered papers and dead plants could be found. His house was filled with cursing and crashing but amidst the chaos, barking could be heard and the scientist would be calm and quiet once again.
On a cloudy Sunday afternoon, during their daily walk, he found another reason to stay in this world. A beautiful woman, with papers that filled her arms with eyeglasses sliding down her nose was hurrying down the path and did not notice the couple. She stumbled into the leash of the dog and the papers flew everywhere. The woman apologized and quickly picked up the papers and went on her way. The scientist for the first time in many years had fallen in love. The man scheduled their walks every afternoon for he hoped to see the woman again and he did not fail. While blushing madly, he invited the woman for a cup of coffee.
The woman soon joined them in their walks, often throwing sticks for the dog to chase. Discussions and theories could be heard from the two. They sat side by side, watching the sunrise transitioning into a beautiful night sky.
On another rainy Sunday morning, the man woke up as a realization hit. The dog and the woman have become reasons for the man to live despite his numerous failures.”
“How do I know this? I am that man, Irene. I never gave up. I hope you too, find a reason to live in this cruel world,” I sigh and kiss the sleeping child’s forehead goodnight.
Literary: The Man Who Lived
“Irene, bedtime! I have a story to tell tonight!” I said while running around and catching my 5-year-old daughter. Once she was tucked in, she said “Oh-kay Papa. Tell me the stowy.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at this child who struggled to pronounce the letter ‘R’.
“Okay the story goes like this. There was once a scientist who lived on the outskirts of town. He was famed for his numerous failures and society considered him useless. Through the years, his surroundings were filled with gossips and stares. However, his spirit was never daunted, only driven by the will to succeed; he ignored all the noise and started to build his own world. Day and night, he did experiments, wrote many theories but none were ever successful.
One day, while doing his grocery and on the brink of giving up, he stumbled upon a box of mystery. To his surprise, he found a black dog with a white spot in his eye. The scientist had found another reason to live. With a new found inspiration, he started to work even harder than before. A mad man, his neighbors would say, laughing, shouting mingled with a barks.
(A puppy! Just like Nyxie?)
(Yes, just like Nyxie)
Every day by the grassy riverside you will see the pair taking a walk. They were an odd couple, a scientist with eyes who haven’t slept for years and a happy dog enjoying his walk. But you could see on the scientist’s face, a great big smile and eyes like that of a father’s. The man struggled daily while working on his experiments, scattered papers and dead plants could be found. His house was filled with cursing and crashing but amidst the chaos, barking could be heard and the scientist would be calm and quiet once again.
On a cloudy Sunday afternoon, during their daily walk, he found another reason to stay in this world. A beautiful woman, with papers that filled her arms with eyeglasses sliding down her nose was hurrying down the path and did not notice the couple. She stumbled into the leash of the dog and the papers flew everywhere. The woman apologized and quickly picked up the papers and went on her way. The scientist for the first time in many years had fallen in love. The man scheduled their walks every afternoon for he hoped to see the woman again and he did not fail. While blushing madly, he invited the woman for a cup of coffee.
The woman soon joined them in their walks, often throwing sticks for the dog to chase. Discussions and theories could be heard from the two. They sat side by side, watching the sunrise transitioning into a beautiful night sky.
On another rainy Sunday morning, the man woke up as a realization hit. The dog and the woman have become reasons for the man to live despite his numerous failures.”
“How do I know this? I am that man, Irene. I never gave up. I hope you too, find a reason to live in this cruel world,” I sigh and kiss the sleeping child’s forehead goodnight.
Good literary work. Congratulations to the writer!
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