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The frog that lived in Cismigiu
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Volume awarded with the SECOND PRIZE within the Manuscript Contest FULLFILL A DREAM - section LITERATURE FOR CHILDREN
ISBN: 978-606-28-1313-0
DOI: 10.5682/9786062813130
Publisher year: 2021
Edition: I
Pages: 130
Publisher: Editura Universitara
Author: Sorin Tofan
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The five frogs, Hey, Look, Grandma, Momo, Loci were christened so by Andreea, the little girl with black eyes like two buttons, who walks with her grandfather, through Cismigiu. It was a very beautiful spring morning and the five "momoloci", as the little girl called them, were swimming in a small puddle, formed in the asphalt of the concrete alley. They were just trying to use their far too long tails, when they heard Andrea's sharp voice and saw her little (huge) finger staring at her:
- Hey, look, momolocii!
The grandfather also bent down to see better the five tadpoles who were fidgeting, trying to escape the eyes of the two. The water boiled for fear of the tadpoles, and the little girl looked at them in fascination, and probably if the unexpected had not happened, the little heroine would have ended up taking them in her arms. But ... the unexpected came in the form of a little tricyclist. He lost control of the tricycle and quickly entered the frogs' home pool. He sprinkled water on all sides, but especially on Andrea's new dress. Grandpa pulled it out of its way in time, and the tricyclist stuck directly into the bushes by the lake. There, overturned, his forehead in the bushes, he was desperately kicking his legs barely visible between the branches. So the tragedy wasn 't really a ... tragedy. Andreea, wet from head to toe, rushed to see the five but, unfortunately, they were no longer in the pool. They had flown who knows where or they had stuck to one of the wheels of the tricycle that was spinning tragically, squeaking, showing signs of wanting to take flight.
The little girl clenched her fists and rushed to the tricyclist. He, still dizzy, faced for the first time in his life an avalanche of "colorful" words that we reproduce below in a censored form because, otherwise, it would be to the detriment of our little heroine, Andreea.
- xxcv2cvvnnvdz ☺ ♪ ♂ᴥ ¥ ♀⸙⸕⸮ sapvnzcxvxc!
What is certain is that Victoras, because that is the name of the accused tricyclist, did not understand much of the incriminating words, but he came out wrinkled, literally, from this whole story. He was also wrinkled, and the tricycle, which, in the meantime, had become ... the bicycle because the third wheel had finally flown, spinning aimlessly, straight into the lake.
Grandpa held Andreea well, who still wanted to measure his strengths with Victoras and, at the same time, motioned for him to leave faster. But for Victoras, the little screamer has meanwhile become his "enemy" of death. !
What convinced him in the end was neither fear nor common sense, but only the horror of seeing Andreea whining like a ... girl. He was a boy and he knew very well from his father that boys are smarter than girls! The girls were just crying and she couldn't stand them! It was the village of their tailed dolls and the tiny tea cups they forced you to drink as if they were real…
He did not consider himself like the other children because he knew what to do and did not need advice from anyone.
After Victoras walked away, bodogan and dragging the lame tricycle after him, squeaking from all joints, Andreea, with her red nose all over, began to cry for the five tadpoles. In fact, they were at the height of their happiness because, at last, their dream had come true! They swam in the largest water they had ever seen since the beginning of their world of tailed batricians. Because of the tricycle that sprayed water from the puddle, they miraculously flew straight into the lake.
Grandpa kept trying to calm Andreea down, but she couldn't accept that the tadpoles had disappeared from her life and that was because she felt responsible ... So she sat down with her ass on the grass and started crying even louder, shouting in several voices:
- I want my momolocii, I want my momolocii!
Meanwhile, the little ones with their tails swam quickly to the surface to see what was happening and who was making so much noise. Then the little girl saw them through tears. He jumped up with joy and said to them again by name:
- Hey, Look, Grandma, Momo, Loci!
This is how each tadpole got its name… And on top of that, each name fit their glove! Therefore, it did not take long for them to shout at each other as their little girl had christened them.
The tadpoles, frightened by the shrill voice, hid under the stone edge of the lake, expecting anything. Only Momo remained and looked into the little girl's black eyes, where a tear of happiness shone like a diamond. She didn't understand why she was attracted to him and why she thought he had known her for so long. Still looking at her, he felt the need to say something nice… He tried, but he still didn't even know how to pray that all the other frogs let him speak humanely… He gave up but instead made some risky circles in the air, helping himself to his hard-to-control tail, hoping that the little man will notice him and be impressed.
Andreea clapped her hands happily and delighted by the bright circles of water lit by the midday sun. If my grandfather had been on stage, Andreea would have definitely dived into little Momo and maybe our story would have ended here or "entered the water".
History will probably make this event more beautiful ... historical. I, on the other hand, will tell you that little Momo had suffered what many living things in this wide world suffer: he fell in love with the first black-eyed girl who got in his way!
As we all know, from all the fairy tales and stories of the world, frogs can only fall in love with girls if they are enchanted princes. But what do you do when you were born a tadpole and you become a frog without any helping spell and you stay that way for life? Does love have enough power to transform an ordinary frog, from a lake called Cismigiu, into a prince who will conquer the little princess from Bucharest, Andreea?
But let's not hurry! Let's leave this question unanswered for now and enjoy the story that unfolds like wool woven by Andreea's grandmother.
- Hey, look, momolocii!
The grandfather also bent down to see better the five tadpoles who were fidgeting, trying to escape the eyes of the two. The water boiled for fear of the tadpoles, and the little girl looked at them in fascination, and probably if the unexpected had not happened, the little heroine would have ended up taking them in her arms. But ... the unexpected came in the form of a little tricyclist. He lost control of the tricycle and quickly entered the frogs' home pool. He sprinkled water on all sides, but especially on Andrea's new dress. Grandpa pulled it out of its way in time, and the tricyclist stuck directly into the bushes by the lake. There, overturned, his forehead in the bushes, he was desperately kicking his legs barely visible between the branches. So the tragedy wasn 't really a ... tragedy. Andreea, wet from head to toe, rushed to see the five but, unfortunately, they were no longer in the pool. They had flown who knows where or they had stuck to one of the wheels of the tricycle that was spinning tragically, squeaking, showing signs of wanting to take flight.
The little girl clenched her fists and rushed to the tricyclist. He, still dizzy, faced for the first time in his life an avalanche of "colorful" words that we reproduce below in a censored form because, otherwise, it would be to the detriment of our little heroine, Andreea.
- xxcv2cvvnnvdz ☺ ♪ ♂ᴥ ¥ ♀⸙⸕⸮ sapvnzcxvxc!
What is certain is that Victoras, because that is the name of the accused tricyclist, did not understand much of the incriminating words, but he came out wrinkled, literally, from this whole story. He was also wrinkled, and the tricycle, which, in the meantime, had become ... the bicycle because the third wheel had finally flown, spinning aimlessly, straight into the lake.
Grandpa held Andreea well, who still wanted to measure his strengths with Victoras and, at the same time, motioned for him to leave faster. But for Victoras, the little screamer has meanwhile become his "enemy" of death. !
What convinced him in the end was neither fear nor common sense, but only the horror of seeing Andreea whining like a ... girl. He was a boy and he knew very well from his father that boys are smarter than girls! The girls were just crying and she couldn't stand them! It was the village of their tailed dolls and the tiny tea cups they forced you to drink as if they were real…
He did not consider himself like the other children because he knew what to do and did not need advice from anyone.
After Victoras walked away, bodogan and dragging the lame tricycle after him, squeaking from all joints, Andreea, with her red nose all over, began to cry for the five tadpoles. In fact, they were at the height of their happiness because, at last, their dream had come true! They swam in the largest water they had ever seen since the beginning of their world of tailed batricians. Because of the tricycle that sprayed water from the puddle, they miraculously flew straight into the lake.
Grandpa kept trying to calm Andreea down, but she couldn't accept that the tadpoles had disappeared from her life and that was because she felt responsible ... So she sat down with her ass on the grass and started crying even louder, shouting in several voices:
- I want my momolocii, I want my momolocii!
Meanwhile, the little ones with their tails swam quickly to the surface to see what was happening and who was making so much noise. Then the little girl saw them through tears. He jumped up with joy and said to them again by name:
- Hey, Look, Grandma, Momo, Loci!
This is how each tadpole got its name… And on top of that, each name fit their glove! Therefore, it did not take long for them to shout at each other as their little girl had christened them.
The tadpoles, frightened by the shrill voice, hid under the stone edge of the lake, expecting anything. Only Momo remained and looked into the little girl's black eyes, where a tear of happiness shone like a diamond. She didn't understand why she was attracted to him and why she thought he had known her for so long. Still looking at her, he felt the need to say something nice… He tried, but he still didn't even know how to pray that all the other frogs let him speak humanely… He gave up but instead made some risky circles in the air, helping himself to his hard-to-control tail, hoping that the little man will notice him and be impressed.
Andreea clapped her hands happily and delighted by the bright circles of water lit by the midday sun. If my grandfather had been on stage, Andreea would have definitely dived into little Momo and maybe our story would have ended here or "entered the water".
History will probably make this event more beautiful ... historical. I, on the other hand, will tell you that little Momo had suffered what many living things in this wide world suffer: he fell in love with the first black-eyed girl who got in his way!
As we all know, from all the fairy tales and stories of the world, frogs can only fall in love with girls if they are enchanted princes. But what do you do when you were born a tadpole and you become a frog without any helping spell and you stay that way for life? Does love have enough power to transform an ordinary frog, from a lake called Cismigiu, into a prince who will conquer the little princess from Bucharest, Andreea?
But let's not hurry! Let's leave this question unanswered for now and enjoy the story that unfolds like wool woven by Andreea's grandmother.
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The frog that lived in Cismigiu
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SORIN TOFAN, born on June 17, 1969 in Galati, actor and screenwriter, won the Second Prize at the FULLFILL A DREAM Manuscript Contest, edition I (2021), Children's Literature section.
Thus, it begins with the story of The frog who lived in Cismigiu.
As an actor, he is best known for the film Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance, where he starred opposite Nicholas Cage, Ciaran Hinds and Idris Elba.
As a screenwriter, he is known for the series Good Boys, broadcast by ProTv.
Thus, it begins with the story of The frog who lived in Cismigiu.
As an actor, he is best known for the film Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance, where he starred opposite Nicholas Cage, Ciaran Hinds and Idris Elba.
As a screenwriter, he is known for the series Good Boys, broadcast by ProTv.
Foreword / 7
Prologue / 11
I. Where we talk about the moon, stories and Santa Claus / 15
II. Where we talk about Cismigiu, frogs and dreams / 24
III. Where there is talk of tricycles, girls and revenge / 29
IV. Where we talk about time, love and ambition / 34
V. Where we talk about tails, sunbeams and kisses / 41
VI. Where we talk about boats, emotions and tears / 44
VII. Where we talk about whipped cream, strawberries and wild fields / 51
VIII. Where there is talk of love, swans and plane trees / 55
IX. Where we talk about Formula 1 racing, school and love / 60
X. Where we talk about statues, pigeons and loneliness / 63
XI. Where we talk about jars, fear and dissection / 71
XII. Where there is talk of courage, the end of the world and love / 76
XIII. Where we talk about words, heroes and moonbeams / 81
XIV. Where we talk about Victoras, frogs and nightmares / 84
XV. Where we talk about caps without holes, riches and cars / 92
XVI. Where we talk about the moon and the sun, truth and stories / 96
XVII. Where we talk about birds, gases and souls / 98
XVIII. Where there is talk of despair, plane trees and ideals / 106
XIX. Where we talk about parents, lies and discipline / 110
XX. Where we talk about desire, soul and destiny / 114
XXI. Where we talk about frogs, snakes and mice / 119
XXII. Where there is talk of love, love and love again / 122
Prologue / 11
I. Where we talk about the moon, stories and Santa Claus / 15
II. Where we talk about Cismigiu, frogs and dreams / 24
III. Where there is talk of tricycles, girls and revenge / 29
IV. Where we talk about time, love and ambition / 34
V. Where we talk about tails, sunbeams and kisses / 41
VI. Where we talk about boats, emotions and tears / 44
VII. Where we talk about whipped cream, strawberries and wild fields / 51
VIII. Where there is talk of love, swans and plane trees / 55
IX. Where we talk about Formula 1 racing, school and love / 60
X. Where we talk about statues, pigeons and loneliness / 63
XI. Where we talk about jars, fear and dissection / 71
XII. Where there is talk of courage, the end of the world and love / 76
XIII. Where we talk about words, heroes and moonbeams / 81
XIV. Where we talk about Victoras, frogs and nightmares / 84
XV. Where we talk about caps without holes, riches and cars / 92
XVI. Where we talk about the moon and the sun, truth and stories / 96
XVII. Where we talk about birds, gases and souls / 98
XVIII. Where there is talk of despair, plane trees and ideals / 106
XIX. Where we talk about parents, lies and discipline / 110
XX. Where we talk about desire, soul and destiny / 114
XXI. Where we talk about frogs, snakes and mice / 119
XXII. Where there is talk of love, love and love again / 122
No Beautiful Girls and Fairies, just love and dreaming
How do we run from reality in fairy tales? How do we cross the Country of childhood, his country "possible" to get to the Fairytale Country where "everything is possible"? Well, we do it this way: we forget everything we know (but not at all) and we start to fly, to draw, to paint the skies with our dreams; to give names to birds, flowers and tadpoles. Then we sit down at the edge of the fairytale land, with Tofi (the author), the good boy in the story and write another alphabet - The Alphabet of Innocence:
A - comes from Andreea, the first and most famous girl's name in the world.
B - comes from Buni, the real and best grandfather from Cismigiu.
C - is the very letter of Heaven or of our park, Cismigiu, the place where the tadpoles speak, have names, plot and love.
D - it comes, of course, from Love, from Love and from Dor ... and you will find out from the story what all this means.
E - it comes from the ephemeral, that is, from the temporary, how are the tears? Nuuuu. Better from Eternity because it's forever.
F - from Fetita, from Frumos or maybe from the Window through which we always look at the sky.
G - comes for sure from the Garden of dreams and the spell of the city-park, Bucharest.
H - is the letter that gives us Hey, the first tadpole baptized by Andreea.
I - from Love, of course. Our story is a lesson about love and its power in the world… in all worlds.
I - could not miss it because it comes from Love. This is a very strong feeling that runs through all ages of beings under the "borangic promises of the moon."
J - from the Game, Play, Toys, meaning freedom, but also from the Story Game.
K - I have no words. Ha, ha, ha!
He is Loci, the last tadpole brother, but also from the Good Moon who shares the Sky with the Sun and comes to the dream garden to tell the story.
M - e Momo, the frog in love, the loving tadpole who teaches us, through his lesson of love, that high aspirations can be fulfilled.
N - Never say Never or about tenacity.
O - comes from Man, the one who receives advice about life and love from the love-loving tadpole. Or from the City Park, where fireflies light up the nights, and the magnificent trees feel in magic the magic "I love you".
P - leads us to Friendship, Peace, where wickedness, shame and revenge are completely lacking and where only devotion, sacrifice and solidarity find their place.
R - comes from the purpose of placing in the real world the solid connection between people and frogs, leaves, flowers, sun, moon, girls, boys, under the gentle sky of love. A - it doesn't come at all from Revenge!
S - from the good Sun which, in our story, meets the Moon on the same Sky and enters into friendship.
S - School, ah, school - a space for "living" accomplishments and experiences.
T - Time with its ages leads us to the end of the world that is for each other elsewhere, with our loneliness with everything.
T - is the Land of dreams, sorcery and innocence, which we will never leave for any palpable, boring and sad reality.
U - comes from Uite, the tadpole brother and, by no means, does not come from Uitare. We don't know what that is.
V - Victoras, of course, the little misogynist, selfish and vengeful, punished, in the end, to be imprisoned and forgotten in the body of a frog, with all his wickedness.
Z - days and days and fairies, maybe. But we don't need fairies in this real story.
And here is how, with the help of the Alphabet of Innocence, from a few beautifully placed letters, in their place, we can shape a true story, full of thoughts and dreams. It is the event next to us that we can live, being sure that the world is made of love and that love is always victorious. It can change, through its unique power, the most settled things on Earth. Tofi, the good boy, that is the narrator, gathers us together, caresses and rebukes us, loves us with his composition of words. We are living in his story, smiling at the end, enchanted and confident in innocence, as in the beginning.
The story of the frog that lived in Cismigiu must be read, told, listened to and lived.
Ofelia Cretia
How do we run from reality in fairy tales? How do we cross the Country of childhood, his country "possible" to get to the Fairytale Country where "everything is possible"? Well, we do it this way: we forget everything we know (but not at all) and we start to fly, to draw, to paint the skies with our dreams; to give names to birds, flowers and tadpoles. Then we sit down at the edge of the fairytale land, with Tofi (the author), the good boy in the story and write another alphabet - The Alphabet of Innocence:
A - comes from Andreea, the first and most famous girl's name in the world.
B - comes from Buni, the real and best grandfather from Cismigiu.
C - is the very letter of Heaven or of our park, Cismigiu, the place where the tadpoles speak, have names, plot and love.
D - it comes, of course, from Love, from Love and from Dor ... and you will find out from the story what all this means.
E - it comes from the ephemeral, that is, from the temporary, how are the tears? Nuuuu. Better from Eternity because it's forever.
F - from Fetita, from Frumos or maybe from the Window through which we always look at the sky.
G - comes for sure from the Garden of dreams and the spell of the city-park, Bucharest.
H - is the letter that gives us Hey, the first tadpole baptized by Andreea.
I - from Love, of course. Our story is a lesson about love and its power in the world… in all worlds.
I - could not miss it because it comes from Love. This is a very strong feeling that runs through all ages of beings under the "borangic promises of the moon."
J - from the Game, Play, Toys, meaning freedom, but also from the Story Game.
K - I have no words. Ha, ha, ha!
He is Loci, the last tadpole brother, but also from the Good Moon who shares the Sky with the Sun and comes to the dream garden to tell the story.
M - e Momo, the frog in love, the loving tadpole who teaches us, through his lesson of love, that high aspirations can be fulfilled.
N - Never say Never or about tenacity.
O - comes from Man, the one who receives advice about life and love from the love-loving tadpole. Or from the City Park, where fireflies light up the nights, and the magnificent trees feel in magic the magic "I love you".
P - leads us to Friendship, Peace, where wickedness, shame and revenge are completely lacking and where only devotion, sacrifice and solidarity find their place.
R - comes from the purpose of placing in the real world the solid connection between people and frogs, leaves, flowers, sun, moon, girls, boys, under the gentle sky of love. A - it doesn't come at all from Revenge!
S - from the good Sun which, in our story, meets the Moon on the same Sky and enters into friendship.
S - School, ah, school - a space for "living" accomplishments and experiences.
T - Time with its ages leads us to the end of the world that is for each other elsewhere, with our loneliness with everything.
T - is the Land of dreams, sorcery and innocence, which we will never leave for any palpable, boring and sad reality.
U - comes from Uite, the tadpole brother and, by no means, does not come from Uitare. We don't know what that is.
V - Victoras, of course, the little misogynist, selfish and vengeful, punished, in the end, to be imprisoned and forgotten in the body of a frog, with all his wickedness.
Z - days and days and fairies, maybe. But we don't need fairies in this real story.
And here is how, with the help of the Alphabet of Innocence, from a few beautifully placed letters, in their place, we can shape a true story, full of thoughts and dreams. It is the event next to us that we can live, being sure that the world is made of love and that love is always victorious. It can change, through its unique power, the most settled things on Earth. Tofi, the good boy, that is the narrator, gathers us together, caresses and rebukes us, loves us with his composition of words. We are living in his story, smiling at the end, enchanted and confident in innocence, as in the beginning.
The story of the frog that lived in Cismigiu must be read, told, listened to and lived.
Ofelia Cretia
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