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The Spring Road[English]

学校の課題で書いた英語を使った小説。

2008年作品

I wrote this written-in-English fiction to submit as a class assignment.
Written in 2008.

クリエイティブ・コモンズ・ライセンス
この 作品 は クリエイティブ・コモンズ 表示 - 非営利 - 継承 3.0 非移植 ライセンスの下に提供されています。

There was a deserted square in the middle of small town where nobody in thereal world knew. A fountain towered over the center of this small square. A sa-ber-shaped nozzle pointed up toward the sky, but the water would flow out and downinto the well of the fountain where it formed a small pool of sparkling, blue water.

A girl was standing by the fountain. She was looking around restlessly with herhands folded in back of her as if she was waiting for someone or something tohappen. She had a basket with 2 handles on her left hand. Whenever she movedher head around, the little rabbit ears that were decorated on her hood wouldseemingly sway back and forth, and then right and left. In fact, she didn’t noticethat these little rabbit ears were moving at all.

The little girl was in trouble.

A boy named Gren came into the

square where the girl was standing silently. He was wearing a green cap, a brightgreen coat, and a pair of khaki-colored pants. He wore a deep green shirt beneathhis coat. Gren liked green the best.

Gren immediately noticed the girl’s presence. In fact, he thought that her man-nerisms were quite strange. If there had been people Gren else, they would havelooked her with contempt eyes.

“Hey Rabbit, what’s up?” Gren said cheerfully.

The girl who was called “Rabbit” was surprised by the sound of his voice. Thisbroke her waiting spell. She looked back, and noticed a young boy dressed all ingreen. She had no idea what to make of him.

The little girl said, “Were you…were you calling me? Who are you? Do you knowme? What do you want to?”

“No. I mean, yes I did call you. You look like you are in some kind of trouble!”replied Gren with his head cocked to one side, and gave her a nice smile.

She thought: he looks shy, but at the same time, he did make the first attemptto talk with me. Even if she didn’t know why he did this, she was feeling good thathe noticed her.

“Thank you for your kind concern, but really, I’m okay.” said the girl.

“Okay, but…,” said Gren in a loud brave tone of voice. Then, in the next breath,he said, “I’m sorry” in such a small, tiny voice that she hardly heard him.

The girl thought: he must be shy! She felt a little giggle bubbling up from her, butshe kept it down inside of her. The girl called Rabbit noticed Gren’s sudden changeof voice.

There was silence between them, but they kept looking at each other. The girlnamed Rabbit and Gren felt comfortable with each without words.

Suddenly, Gren spoke out loud, “I want to do something for you. If you have anyproblems, you can talk to me. I’ll help you as much as I can. I promise, okay?”

The “Rabbit” girl looked around her. There was nothing to see, but the stonepavement, the weeds, and the fountain that shot up water into the sky.

“I lost my carrots,” The girl declared to Gren.

“Carrots? Orange-colored carrots, right?” said Gren.

“Yes, my carrots are orange and they are missing. My family planted them withlove, care and  tenderness. I was going to take these carrots to my grandmother.”con-fessed the Rabbit girl.

“I see,” Gren expressed in a serious, yet thoughtful manner. “Let me look forthem with you,” said Gren. “Trust me, we can find them together!” he said with ablaze of confidence and a touch of kindness.

“By the way, my name is Lilac. Now, I am feeling much better with your help,”said the girl named Lilac.

Gren and Lilac looked everywhere in this deserted square from one end to theother, from east to west, from north to south. They looked around the fountainand Gren searched the pool of water, but they were unable to find these carrots.The clock was ticking away.

“Where are these carrots?” Gren whispered to himself. He felt like giving up onthis unexpected search for these missing carrots.

Suddenly, the wind blew between Gren and Lilac. It felt cold and uncomforta-ble,and each of them felt a little shiver.

“They should be here. I’m sure they are around here,” said Lilac in a disdainfulvoice. She felt discouraged inside.

Gren eyes silently continued tosweep the ground for any signs of these missingcarrots. Finally, Gren decided to talk with Lilac to get some clues from her.

“Recall,” Gren said to Lilac in a gen-tle tone. He looked at Lilac, and withsearching eyes on her, Gren said, “Do you remember when you lost them?”

“Well….” said Lilac. She paused to think about this question.

“Okay, let me rephrase this…when did you last see them?” asked Gren.

“Over there,” Lilac said in a vague tone that trailed off. “I saw them near thisopen field near this road next to this square.”

“What?” said, Gren. He looked at where she pointed, but he only saw a vacantarea with overgrown weeds. There was nothing there that he could see, but wait…

Gren suddenly saw a little pathway running through this open field next to thissquare and the main road.

“Hey look!” said Lilac excitedly.

She pointed to a tree near this pathway. There was a high tree, and it was oneof the tallest trees she had ever seen. Gren thought that this tree was taller thanthe Tower of Babel!

“There a flower!” Next to this beau-tiful, white flower were the carrots.

Lilac ran to the flower. Gren chased after Lilac. The flower was incredibly beauti-ful.

Alas! Next to this flower were the missing carrots.

Lilac and Gren both ran straight to the carrots lying next to the flower. Grenhardly noticed the large petals of this flower for his focused were only on thesebright, orange carrots.

“Here they are!” Lilac shouted with happiness. Gren was right behind her, andshe started to pick up each of these carrots off the ground next to this flower.Gren helped Lilac gather these carrots too.

“Here is one, and another. And then, another!” sang Lilac. Pretty soon, Li-lachad the basket full of bright, orange car-rots.

“Thanks to you, Gren. We did it ! “ said the happy Lilac. She looked at Gren’sblue eyes in his green outfit, and smiled broadly at him.

Gren looked down for a second, and smiled a little. He felt a little shy now be-cause he knew that Lilac had to go soon.

“When can we see each other again?” he asked innocently with his blue eyes look-ing at her imploringly.

Lilac seemed like such a little deli-cate young girl to him. She seemed so freshwith such a wonderful appeal to his senses. She was as lovely as a new springflower he thought to himself.

Lilac smiled. Her eyes shone brightly, and it seemed that she said yes to him.

All at once, a strong wind came up again while they were walking back to thesquare.

This time, the wind blew in a warm, powerful gust, and the roar of this wind wasincredibly loud like a windstorm. Gren couldn’t hear anything for a moment. Heclosed his blue eyes to avoid these winds, and to hold his hands over his ears.

As quickly as the blast of wind and howling sound came up in the square, itsuddenly died down. There was silence again in that deserted square.

Gren slowly opened his blue eyes, but the image of Lilac seemed to be a vagueshadowy figure, and then, she was gone.

The pathway was gone. That tree had disappeared in sight from that empty field.

Where did everything go?thought Gren to himself.

He looked down, and saw this beautiful white petal that was left at his feet. Hepicked up the beautiful petal in his hand, and looked at it for a long moment.

When Gren noticed something va-gue, the nozzle shot water in the sky, andfantastic rainbow appeared.

Spring will be coming soon, and somewhere, somehow……someone will see Lilacagain.