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Mister Greenhat – II Chapter

Good evening, my lovely friend,

Today I will share the second chapter of my small story. If you have not read the first you can do it here.

Anyway, it is not so big and I would like to hear your opinion, my dear friend.

Chapter II

“ Where are we going?” – the boy had tried to pry out following the man. They already were walking some hours in the city. Greenhat had the map in the hands, but every time, turning to one side, got lost. While stopped near one brown building and looked to the showcases, where were hanging expensive clothes.

“ Why did we come here?” – Isaac was curious. The man only smiled and opened the door. The bell rang reporting about incoming customers, because of that a seller came very fast and began to jump around Greenhat.

“ Welcome to my shop. I am a Master Knijo. How could I help You? Did you come to order a new coat, Mister? Or for a new trousers?” – he could not shut up and all time was talking. Isaac was standing behind Greenhat and only heard this seller’s name showed himself.

“ Knijo? What the strange name,” – he commented too loud paying attention to himself. The Master got frozen and after angry squinted looked to another customer.

“ Who is talking? It seems to me, or to my shop came a huge dirt ball?” – and dramatically grabbed his hair from the face again turned to older customer. “ So, what would You like, Mister?”

“ This young master needs new clothes” – the man said cheerfully. With one hand fixing his hat another put on the boy’s shoulder.

“ I am sorry, but I am not sure, if I can find in my shop something for… this” – stated the Master Knijo frowning. Greenhat thinking touched his beard and evaluating look around the shop.

“ Yes. I think, You are absolutely right. We will find another place,” – and taking the boy’s hand turned to go out, but before behind the back he had heard an overwhelmed voice: “ To my mind, I would find something for the boy. Give me a minute.” The man satisfitied sat down on the wooden chair near the mirror. Isaac stayed to stand exploring the shop. From outside it was almost destroyed, but from inside here was very clearly and esthetic. Every stuff, as the clock with cats, was so simple, but this place looked abnormally. The child already tried to touch the vase painted in hieroglyphs, but heard the angry voice: “ Do not touch. I do not want you to make it dirty.”

A little bit upset the boy pulled his hand away and looked to the mirror. Too large the coat of Greenhat covered all holes of the boy’s clothes, but being barefoot, dirty cheeks and long disorderly hair did not look beautiful.

“ Here, take this,” – said the Master Knijo giving to Isaac black trousers. Blue sweater, shoes and grey coat. At first the child looked at the Master, after asking turned to Greenhat. Saw the agreement in the man eyes he took the clothes and went to the dressing cabin., where showed the Master Knijo.Playing with his new image in front of the mirror Isaac was very happy. It was the first time he dressed the clothes like these, but his mood changed fast. The boy looked upset, because of what Greenhat asked him: “ What happened, my young wayfarer?”

“ These clothes… Are You sure I can have them?” – in the palm of his hand was pinched the edge of the coat as he would be ready to say goodbye to him at any moment. The man put his hand on the boy’s hair and said gently: “ Sure. Why are you saying so?”

“ Because I am dirty and these clothes are new,” – whispered the child lowering his head. The man again fixed his green hat and takind Isaac’s hand said.” Let’s go. We already have to do something with your hair.”

“ What is about money?” – asked The Master Knijo. Greenhat turned to him.

“ Money? I think, we already have payed,” – said. The Masted understanding nothing only blinked his eyes.

“ You did not apologize,” – explained the man showing to the standing boy.

“ For what?” – still could not understand the Master Knijo. Greenhat dressed his coat, which had given to the boy, and putting his hands in the pockets answered: “ For disrespect for your customer. Or may do You want, that everyone would know, how you behave with your guests?”

“ But he is only the boy…”

“ He is the same human as we are,” – Greenhat interrupted. The Master only looked to Isaac with anger, who covered himself behind the Greenhat’s back, and said: ” I am sorry, Mister Customer.”

The boy smiled and turned leaving this place. Greenhat only put the money on the table and without any word also left the shop.

” Thank you,” – said Isaac taking a warm Greenhat’s hand.

Everyone deserves to be happy. I hope, my friend, You liked it. And I will be waiting for Your comments. And do not hesitate to show me my English language mistakes.

With love,

Yours Rya

Mister Greenhat – I chapter

Hi, my dear friend,

I just started my new story telling for kids. And I wanted to share with you. I hope, you like it. I call it Mister Greenhat.

It was snowing. A boy was sitting on asphalt only with one green hat in the hands. His blond hair reached his shoulders. He was without shoes. The boy was shaking with cold. He could not remember the last time he has eaten. He was very hungry, but passers-by did not look at him. Throughout the day he got only some coins. It was not enough even for a piece of bread. But the boy was too polite and kind-hearted for asking more. He believed in people.

While he was crying because of cold, one man came to him and gave the boy a jacket, put in one hand a piece of bread and smiled.

“God is with you, my child,” said a man and turned to go out, but the boy stopped him:

“Wait!”

A man looked at him with interest. The boy took all coins from the green hat and gave to this man saying:

“My mother has said, I need to pay for help.”

A man was surprised hearing it from a child. He did not look like others children of his years. His whole life was visible in his serious blue eyes.

A man sat down on asphalt next to the boy and taking his green hat said:

“I do not need money, but I will take your hat.”

“Why,” a child was a little shocked.

“Because I gave to you what you do not have. So, I also take from you what I have not.”

A man smiled again and asked:

“Do you want to go with me?”

“Where?”

“I will show you the world,” answered and rose to his feet.

“Is it big?”

“You will know, if you go together.”

The boy stood up too asking:

“What is your name?”

A man smiled mysteriously.

“Call me Mister Greenhat. And you, my little wayfarer?”

“I am Isaac.”  

That’s all for today, my friend.

Be happy.

With love,

Yours Rya

WHAT IS YOUR EASTER DIALOGUE WITH GOD?


“I am the resurrection and the life.  Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die. Do you believe this?”

– John 11:25-26

Hello, my dear friend,

Today is Easter. How do you celebrate it? Are you with your family now? Or friends?

But, I wanted to talk about Easter dialogue with God nowadays.

The first time, when Jesus still has not come to save us, Easter was mentioned as Passover in the Jews tradition. They were saved by spirit of God. and for them the mean of this day was freedom.

In front of God a human is a chaos. And He decided to send to us His son for saving our souls from sins, And He has sent Jesus to us, who was as a lamb. He died for our sins, for freedom of our souls. He was suffering long days for forgiveness. But… Do we remember it?

Do we remember, why do we celebrate Easter?

From childhood my family has not talked about God, Jesus, Bible and faith in general. Maybe it is the reason why it is so hard to understand the real sense of this day. Because we are used to celebrate Easter as a tradition, not freedom, saving and forgiveness…

Now I will ask you only one question. What is your dialogue with God today, my dear friend?

Do your friends know the meaning of this celebration? Your children? Your family? Or it is just a day for painting eggs and eating food? Just a tradition? So, how is it?

And I will send to you one problem question – why do you celebrate Easter?

My dear friend, I hope you remember, how our sins were forgiven. How have we gotten this freedom. How our souls were saved. Please, do not forget it and at least say Thank you to Jesus, WHO DIED FOR US. To God, WHO HAS SENT HIS OWN CHILD TO DIE FOR US.

It is not a simple holiday one time per year. It is our freedom, my dear friend. And celebrate it. With your family and friends. And tell to everyone this story. Tell to people real story of this day. Real suffering and forgiveness.

Be happy and happy Easter.

With love,

Yours Rya

Thank you, God

Hi, my dear friend,

Are you ready for Easter? I am not too. Do not worry. But today I only want to say thank you. Thank you, my dear friend, for your nice words, hope and motivation. Thank you for being here, for reading this post. Thank you for your faith. For your love. You can not understand how much you mean for me.

But also I wanted to say thank You, God. Thank You for this amazing day, for Your love, Your trust, Your belief in me. People, You have send to me today. Inspiration, you showed to me. This life, you gave to me. Thank You, my Lord. For everything.

And, my dear friend, as always, be happy.

With love,

Yours Rya

My confession. Or a new book?

Hello, my dear friend,

I am not sure if I have said it, but… I just wrote a book. And I hope to publish it one day… It was really hard work and what I can say, if you do not like to write, do not get a pleasure from this, it will be very hard for you. Anyway, you can try. And I will be waiting for your works.

But now I just wanted to share with some thoughts. After this book I began to write my way to the faith and… Of course it is written in my mother tongue, but I have translated a little. So, sorry for my English… Here is my beginning…

Hi, my dear friend,

The clock shows 1:57 a.m. And if you are here, you can see, I am not asleep yet. But now I want to talk about another thing. My lovely friend, take a coffee, sit down and listen. I will tell you my story. Call it my confession. But be silent. No one has to know it.

It happened inadvertently. Or is it exactly what is called destiny? The occasions affecting the future have been planned? Or may is it society’s manipulation? Alexander Dumas had said: When randomness is related to genius activity – this is called destiny. Did you notice this passive manifestation of genius? I do not too. Because I do not believe in destiny. A destiny is a planned thing you cannot change. Control maniac would not like it at all. But I tend to believe that there are no coincidences, as a destiny. There are statistics, probability theory and combinations. In my case, the story-line evolved into one of the possibilities what that led me to a certain way in a certain place. Or may it had to be so? May Plato’s idealism is too abstract? An abstract rationalism? Nowadays I would call Platonism’s limits so. Or may in the current world an absurd rationalism is sought to be returned? But basta questions.

My random acquaintance with one girl has yet been started at school. We both had a deeper course of history. A half year we were learning without knowing about each other ‘s existence. But one day she came, sat down in front of me and after a few minutes turned to me asking if I have taken a book. Finally, we were analyzing mercantilism, imperialism and coming capitalism. Is it not fun? You are reading about Great Depression and Cold War, but with next you sitting neighbor you start to discuss about Christianity. I have to confess, at that time I had no perception about religion. You know, it would be as if you have had a recipe, that would be like an idea, a cake as followers, but you have never thought who was a creator. Because people have enough narrow-minded. If here is a flower, they do not see the roots. Only beauty and colors. And you know, the baker may differ from the recipe creator. A Creator is a founder, and a baker is just a loyal messenger…

Of course, here is not a lot. It is not easy to translate, but I wanted to share with my idea. I wanted to show how narrow-minded I was. How I came to my current mind. And may one day I would translate more, but now it is enough. I am tired.

My dear friend, stay positive. And think more. Read more, learn more… Because you have so many opportunities.

With love,

Yours Rya

If you think about it, you can do it

Good morning, my dear friend,

Today is Thursday and I have to go to Vilnius city. It takes 4 hours with a bus, because I am living in Klaipeda, near the sea, in another side of our country.

You will ask what I am gonna to do there? Ech, I will answer… I am going to leave Vilnius university, where I am studying at this moment.

I was afraid to do it, but I decided to live for happiness, not for recognition of others. I have sent the application to the Netherlands universities. I changed my program. I want to study computer science… Can you imagine, my dear friend? Today I am still a student of Italian language and literature. Irony, right?

You will ask why I have not done it earlier… I will say, I did not have enough courage to do it. I thought I am not smart, disciplined and etc… But… It is only my toxic mind.

I CAN DO IT. AND I WILL.

My dear friend, it does not matter how hard or impossible it looks, do it. You are the one, who can change something, who has to work for his own happiness. Make a good decisions… And if they are wrong, do not worry. Understand them, learn from your mistakes, live… We are only humans, we are not perfect.

With love,

Yours Rya