27 October 2013

HAPPINESS & SORROW IS JUST STANDING ALONE











Il y a très longtemps, dans une ville, vivait un pauvre garçon qui était orphelin. Il habitait avec son oncle et sa tante. Son oncle était très gentil, mais sa tante était une méchante sorcière, et le maltraitait. Un jour, l’oncle et la tante eurent un garçon, qu'ils appelèrent Omar. Les deux enfants grandirent ensemble. Omar détestait son cousin, qui l’empêchait toujours de jouer avec lui. La fête de Achoura arriva. Omar eut plein de cadeaux, mais son cousin n’eut rien, et cela le chagrina beaucoup. Quand les invités arrivèrent, l’oncle demanda à son neveu de rester à la salle de bain sans faire de bruit. Le pauvre resta dans les toilettes, affamé toute la journée. Il demanda à son oncle un peu d’argent pour acheter quelque chose, mais celui-ci refusa. Quand le petit voulut sortir de la maison pour faire un tour, il trouva une pièce de deux dirhams. Alors, il alla à la boulangerie pour acheter du pain. Lorsqu’il rentra, son oncle l’aperçut et il lui dit qu’il lui avait volé son argent, et l’a chassa de la maison. Notre héros devint un clochard et comme, il était petit, il ne pouvait pas se défendre quand les grands le maltraitaient. Ils lui volaient son argent et sa nourriture. Un jour, un grand clochard, se battit contre lui car il ne voulait pas lui donner son argent. Le pauvre garçon avait des blessures sur tout le corps. Quelques jours plus tard, un homme l’aperçut dans cet état, l’emmena chez lui, et sa femme le soigna. Finalement, le garçon vécut avec eux une heureuse vie.

There is a very long time, in a town, lived a poor boy who was orphaned. He lived with his uncle and aunt. His uncle was very nice, but his aunt was a wicked witch, and abused it. One day, the uncle and aunt had a boy, which they called Omar. The two children grew up together. Omar hated his cousin who always prevented him from playing with him. The feast of Ashura arrived. Omar was full of gifts, but his cousin was nothing, and this lot being. When the guests arrived, the uncle asked his nephew to stay the bathroom without making noise. The poor remained in the toilet, hungry all day. He asked his uncle a little money to buy something, but he refused. When the small wanted out of the House for a ride, he found a piece of two dirhams. Then, he went to the bakery to buy bread. When he returned, his uncle saw him and he told him that he had stolen his money, and it was drove out of the House. Our hero became a tramp and since he was small, he could not defend himself when the large abusive. They flew him his money and his food. A day, a big bum, fought against him because he did not want to give him his money. The poor boy had injuries all over the body. A few days later, a man saw it in that State, took her home, and his wife cared. Finally, the boy lived with them a happy life.

There is a time when sorrow won't living forever. Happiness always be an opposite stand alone, waiting a right time to getting closer & closer to us. Then don't give up whatever your situation is. It's just temporary. It has a limited of time. Happy sunday everyone. Enjoy this beautiful sunday.

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