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Конкурсная работа
Конкурсная номинация: Рождественская история в 5-7 классах
Автор: ученик 7 «Б» класса Голубовский Сэлви
Учитель: Бурыкина Елена Александровна
Школа: МОБУСОШ № 4
Населенный пункт: город Новокубанск
Регион: Краснодарский край
2011 г.
This story was told me by my great-grandmother. It was happened at Christmas night. That year there was a lot of snow. It was very hard to go through the forest to the church. The weather was terrible! It was very cold. The snow was falling thick. The snowdrifts surrounded the church from all sides. A strong wind was blowing.
A little girl was going to the church through the forest. It was very necessary to go to church that night. It was the night before Christmas.
Friend said the girl that at Christmas night every wish comes true. And if a person ask about something at Christmas night, it will come true.
The girl was going to the church for praying for her father, who was ill. She wanted that he would be healthy. He was so kind and good!
Inside the church there were many peoples. They were staying so close to each other! The girl couldn’t go through this crowd of people. She thought that in the center of the crowd there was a beautiful fir-tree with candies and snowflakes. But she saw nothing for people.
The girl was upset. She couldn’t pray for father’s recovery. She went out the church. And above the door she saw the Icon of the Mother of God. And the girl prayed: “Help me, Mother! Help my father to recover! He is so kind! He helped everyone who needs… And help me to go home through the forest!”
The girl looked round. Nothing changed. It was dark and cold. She decided to go. Suddenly she saw the blinding glare from the Icon of the Mother of God. And a few tears dropped from Mother’s eyes. The tears became sparks. It was becoming brighter and brighter.
The girl made a reach for spark – it dropped at her hand. The spark lighted the girl’s way to home.
When the girl came home the spark became brighter and lightened the house. Of course, the spark helped her father. And the girl was very happy!
… Sometimes – just sometimes – at Christmas night you can see a little spark in the forest. It makes our world kinder and warmer. And it helps us to come true our dreams
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