sunset July in London – picture taken by me
Once upon a time there was an earthworm.
Often he was just lying there, feeling sad to be only an earthworm.
Why can’t he be a bird or a fish or a human being.
Each being seems to be able to do something special, each being seems to be worth more than just a simple earthworm.
One day a girl came by. She saw the worm and picked him up. He felt worried and thought that was the end of his life.
Instead the girl put him into a jam jar. There was soil and some leaves, actually it was quite comfortable even though a bit small.
The next day the girl took the worm to school. She was asked to stand in front of class to deliver an essay.
With astonishment the earthworm heard the girl talk about earthworms.
How earthworms live, how important they are and that they do something unique.
To make fertile soil out of leaves and dirt.
They are the earthworms which make make sure that constantly new things can grow in fertile soil.
And when the girl released the worm later that evening back into the garden, he was the happiest worm in the world.
I love the short stories of Tania Konnerth.
This story is translated and retold by me. Taken from the book
All pictures taken by me in my garden.
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Picture is Oups from here
