ONE DAY IN LITHUANIA
Daivos Bagdevièiûtës
želena Peciulyte
Goda Surinaite
Graþvydos
Nobody believes that time cars exist. I can boldly deny this fact. Why? Because I have experienced their power with my own skin. Now I am going to tell you a one day story, which continued not 24 hours but all milleniums. This is a true story. It is not good to lie.
I was in low spirits one day. I was angry with my father, mother, brothers and even my friends. My anger was true on that day, but now, when I remember, that I split hairs, I cannot stop laughing. Probably, I was angry with everything I could get angry with. But suddenly I remembered my friend, who was an inventor. His name was Fizikonas. This name fit him, because he was an inventor and a big physicist since his birth. As soon as he learnt to walk, he made a ship which sailed in his bath. It looks fumy, but it was a very big invention at that time. The ship was made by a baby!!! How old is he? Nobody knows it. He is like Skerdžius Lapinas in Vincas Kreve story. We can guess the age of Fizikonas from his very crumpled face, a big hump and very grey hair. The inventor's appearance was quite frightening. No one (except me) has been to his home. His home was like a very big scrap-metal dump. You could see everywhere turn-screws, bolts and all sorts of components. The walls were hooked with car doors, glasses and chairs. There is nothing to be surprised. He is an inventor and physicist since birth. Oh, I forgot. There is one room in his house, where all his inventions are put. This room is very tidy. So, I went to Fizikonas and saw that he is very happy. Then I asked him what had happened with him. He answered that he had made a time car and that he would be able to travel to the past or the future. While Fizikonas was saying it, a wonderful idea grew up in my young head. Why can't I try this car? I told it to my friend but he screamed and said he would never let me make use of the time car. Then I asked him why. He answered that this car had not been tested on people. As I am a brave girl, I didn't get frightened. As soon as he left for his inventions room, I got into the time car and directed it to go to Egypt state which had originated 6000 years ago. Why to Egypt? Because I wanted to see how the first civilization in the world had formed.
Suddenly I felt that my car started to buzz and
years, centuries, milleniums started to fly in from of my eyes. And then
my car stopped. It was my dream country - Egypt. As soon as I got off
the time car, it disappeared. How will I get home? Oh yes. I just had
to think of it and getting home and it appeared in front of me. So when
I got off the car, I saw unbelievable beauty. I was standing by the higher
Egypt gate. This town was like from a tale. The town gate was made of
gold, the palace was golden too. The nature was wonderful. Everywhere
around you could see big pyramids. When I went through the gate, I saw
that the pharaoh palace was surrounded by statutes of gods. In front there
stood the statue of the smart god Ra, then Totas, Anubis, Amonas, Horas,
Ozyris. The palace was shining because of gold. A little bit farther stood
the houses of artisans and farmers. Their houses were very simple, built
from clay. I saw a market. Different things were sold there : food, pots,
adornments, cloaks. Further I saw a magician's counter. There you could
see flying carpets, lamps with gins and all sorts of mixtures. All Egyptians
looked at me because my clothes were different from theirs. I was wearing
jeans and a sweater. These people meanwhile were wearing white cloaks.
So I went to a shop and bought one cloak. Suddenly I heard drums and saw
that all people started kneeling. Then I looked at the street and saw
a very beautiful woman. Muscular men were carrying her. She was Kleopatra,
the last pharaoh of the Ptolomy dynasty. She stopped next to me and said
she wanted to see me in her palace. I said I would do it. The she told
her men to go further. I saw a lot of poor people on my way to the palace.
It seemed the country was having its bad days. I remembered that Greeks
would soon conquer it. I thought I could help Kleopatra avoid it. When
I entered the palace, I saw very big luxury. The palace was very bright
because there were a lot of big and small windows in it. So a wonderful
woman was sitting in front of me. She asked me where I came from. I said
I was from the future and wanted to help her to defend against the Greeks.
But she said I was an enemy and put me into prison to be as an offer to
the god Ra. When I heard this news, my heart started jumping. So, I started
running and thinking about the time cat and that I wanted home. The time
cat turned up. Thank you God. Then I pressed 2000 and appeared in my friend's
Fizikonas house. I saw that all my travel lasted only 20 minutes. My friend
didn't even notice that there was no me and no car. I was scared that
he would be angry with me. So I said good-bye to my friend and went home.
I can't believe that I spent that day in such a wonderful way. My mood
was wonderful. I reconciled with my mother, father, brothers and friends
when I came home. I told them about this travel but they just laughed
and said that I have a very good imagination. I don't worry about the
fact that they do not believe in time cars. I am happy I could see the
oldest civilization in the world - Egypt.
Dželena Peciulyte
Traku rajono Lentvario Motiejaus Šimelionio
Vidurine mokykla
XIr klase
Diena mano gyvenime
Gyvenimas… toks sudetingas ir negailestingas, o kartais paprastas ir nuostabus. Toks svetimas ir nepažistamas, bet kartu toks savas ir artimas. Ir vis delto, kaip išplešti iš gyvenimo tai, kas geriausia. Kaip pasitraukti iš gyvenimo žinant, jog tu keliavai aukšciausia jo pakopa. Galbut šiek tiek vaizduotes, galbut šiek tiek noro, dar svajoniu ir…
Skaisti saulute paliete mano akis. Jos atsimerke ir aš prisiminiau, jog turiu nugyventi nuostabiausia gyvenimo diena. Išlipusi iš lovos pažvelgiu pro langa, kur pamatau medi, ežera, žole gele… Regiu tokia gražia gamtos visuma. Lydima saules spinduliu išbegu i pieva. Jauciu švelnius rasos lašelius, riedancius mano kojomis. Virš manes dangus toks giedrai melynas kaip niekad ir niekur nebuna. Akys užkliuva už lauko geles žiedo. Koks skaistus, o jo vidury - ryto rasa. Nera nieko gražesnio kaip žiedas, sklidinas rasos. Štai! Štai skrenda mano drauge plaštake. Trapi, miela ir lengva. Mano širdyje kaupiasi džiaugsmas. Rodos, mano vidus neišlaikys ir kažkas sprogs… Dabar kažka girdžiu. Kas tai? Koks mielas garsas. O, juk tai giminaite paukšte, gražiausias giesmes giedanti. Negaliu atsistebeti šio ryto žemiškais stebuklais. Toks stiprus jausmas, galybes, noro gyventi jausmas, atrodes nepasiekiamas lyg tolima žvaigžde, apima mane. Kiek spalvu, gražiu ir nuostabiu spalvu: žalia pieva, ryškios geles, žydras dangus, o rasos lašu spindesys sauleje! Viskas man šiandien atrodo taip artima. Staiga suprantu, jog šis jausmas priklauso ne pažinimo, o jautimo ir širdies erdvei. Kažkas dar man glosto siela. Ak, žinoma. Kaip linksmai ir draugiškai vilnija ežero bangeles. Jose vyksta toks gyvenimas kaip ir aplink mane: medžiai, pieva, geles ir netgi matau save, šokinejancia nuo vienos bangos ant kitos. Kaip keista, niekad nepastebejau tokio grožio. Kodel? Kodel praradau keleta gyvenimo metu? Juk šis rytas turejo buti eilinis, bet… Ne, ne! Turejau daug eiliniu rytu, bet tokio nebuvo! Šiandien nuo pirmo saules spindulio prisilietimo kažka jutau. Tai naujas jausmas. Visas pasaulis nusidaže ryškiausiomis spalvomis, tapau gamtos giminaite, išmokau su ja bendrauti. Nejau šia diena aš susikuriau pati? Bet tai nesvarbu. Svarbiausia tai, kaip aš dabar jauciuosi, kiek laimes ir džiaugsmo jauciu savyje. Ant delno tupi mažas drugelis. Sklandydamas ora plonais sparneliais jis pasakoja savo nuotykius. Kaip gera jo klausytis. Guliu ant žoles ir girdžiu rasos lašeliu skambesi. Koks jis nuostabus. Tai pati gražiausia pasaulio muzika. Ji taip ramina siela ir kelia upa. Ir vel, vel nebepajegiu sutalpinti džiaugsmo. Kokia puiki, nepakartojama diena! Kaip švelniai duzgia bites, o kaip puikiai žiogeliai smuikais griežia gyvenimo spalvingumo pjese. Ne visiems lemta tai girdeti, bet aš girdžiu. Kaip per nakti išmokau kalbeti su gamta? Kodel neišmokau to anksciau? Jauciu, kad dabar aš ne tik egzistuoju, bet ir gyvenu. Jauciu gyvenimo galia, gamtos jega. Man gaila tu, kurie to nepajaus. Kiek daug gyvenimas yra vertas, kiek daug jis teikia malonumo. Kaip gera šokti su žiogais, dainuoti su paukštem, begioti su veju ir šnabždeti su ežero bangelem. O jei tik galeciau tapti gamta! Išeiciau i lietu, pamažu išblukciau ir susilieciau su oru. Kaip nuostabu butu tapti visuma.
Stovejau, masciau, svajojau ir tik dabar pajutau gaivius lašus. Dangus man ir gamtai dovanojo sidabrini lietu. Kokie švelnus ir skaidrus lašai. Aš jauciu, kaip jie valo mano siela, visas juodasias demes. Kaip gera! Šis rytas ir ši diena išplaus iš manes visa blogi. Kaip malonu gyventi geryje, grožyje ir sažines “baltume”. Žvelgdama i dangu matau, kaip saulute grižta atgal ir nušviecia žeme. Aš jauciuosi tyra lyg oras po lietaus. Vel žvelgiu i šviesos atspindžius vandenyje, tik ši karta su dar didesniu tyrumu ir skaistumu. Trokštu kuo daugiau ikvepti to skaidraus ir švaraus oro i savo plaucius.
Kaip keista, žiogu jau, rodos, ne choras, o visas orkestras. Saulute, ne saulute, o … tai saulelydis! Negi jau vakaras? Kodel viskas, kas gražu ir gera, taip greitai baigiasi? Saule, raudona, deginanti, nusidrieke per visa dangu. Ji nusileidžia iki medžiu viršuniu ir jos tarsi krinta gintaro lašeliais. Visa tai reiškia nuostabaus ryto ir nuostabios dienos vakara. Man visada patiko vakarai, o šio tikrai nepamiršiu. Noreciau, kad šiandiena butu amžina kaip pasaka, kuria motute seke. Nakciai ruošiasi sauleleidžio deginamas medis, ežeras, gele, paukšte, plaštake… Lakštingala suokia romantiškiausia gyvenimo noktiurna. Koks neiprastas vakaras, toks raminantis siela. Taigi ateina naktis. Skesta toliuose raudonas dangaus pakraštys. Kad žeme nepamirštu dangaus, pakyla menulis ir daug kelrodžiu žvaigždžiu. Rytojaus rytas priklausys jau kitai dienai, saule tekes ir žadins kita siela. Ši diena išejo ir nebegriš.
Grižtu namo menulio nušviestu keliu. Guledama skaiciuosiu žvaigždes, klausysiu svirpliu cirškimo, varliu kurkimo ir gamtos alsavimo. Kokia nuostabi diena… Viskas gyvenime pasimiršta. Net ir mes nyksime iš šio pasaulio kaip rudeniniai lapai, kurie nukrenta ir buna pamiršti. Taciau ši diena išliks mano atmintyje amžinai. Džiaugiuosi, kad gyvenimas, svajones ir norai gali susijungti i viena visuma ir padovanoti net ir paciam paprasciausiam žmogui, tokia diena, kuri jam atrodys didžiausia ir isimintiniausia dovana. Ir tai bus diena jo gyvenime.
Eines Tages arbeiteten die Mutter und der Vater, die Schwester war in der Universität und ich hatte Ferien.
Das Haus ist leer. Die Stille umhullt mein Haus. Schon seit dem frühen Morgen gehe ich unruhig in der Wohnung hin und her. Jedes Mal, wenn ich das Gastezimmer betrete, höre ich tic-tack, tic-tack! Mein Blick bleibt zufallig an einem von der Uhrgrossmutter geschenkten Buch hängen. Das Buch heisst‘‘Vernunftsalz‘‘. Vorsichtig wische ich den Staub von dem Buch ab, langsam schlage ich die erste Seite auf. Die Seiten sind so gelb, als ob sie gleich zerfallen wurden. Das Buch ist unheimlich alt und da steckt ein tiefer Gedanke, weil‘‘die Bücher die Gedankenschiffe sind, die auf den Zeitwellen schwimmen und ihre kostbare Fracht von Generation sorgfalltig bringen‘‘. (F. Bekonas)
Plötzlich fallt ein Buchblatt raus…Schnell habe ich es auf und studiere.. Der Blick bleibt an einem Zitat hängen: “Warum furchten die Menschen eigentlich vor der Einsamkeit? Weil es nur einige gibt, die mit der Gesellschaft mit sich selbst zufrieden sind“.(K. Doli)
Ich bin mit diesem Gedanken nicht einverstanden, weil jetzt, wenn ich in darin blattere, ist das Buch meine beste Freundin. Ich fühle mich uberhaupt nich einsam und habe keine Zeit um traurig zu sein.
Es wird immer interessanter…
Ich las eine Seite nach der anderen. Ich war begeistert von der herrlichen Gedanken berühmter Schriftsteller, Dichter, Gelehrten. Mit Seele und Vernunft begann ich die grosse Reise durch das Buch und beantwortete die Fragen, die mir in Gedanken auftauchten.
Ich habe immer daran gedacht, das die Freiheit eine Möglichkeit ist, alles zu machen, was du willst. Aber ich habe erfahren:“Die Möglichkeit das zu machen, was man mochte, ist keine Freiheit, sondern eher der Missbrauch, der richtigen Freiheit“. Lange habe ich darüber nachgedacht und habe endlich verstanden, dass die Freiheit ein seelischer und nicht materieller Wert ist.
Ich habe nie gedacht, dass es so wichtig ist, die eigene Sprache, das eigene land, die eigenen Traditionen zu kennen.
Und nur dann, als ich die Worte von P.Aretin gelesen habe: „Besser trockenes Brot zu Hause asl viele Speisen auf einem fremden Tisch“, habe ich verstanden, wie es wichtig ist, mit der Volkskunst, mit den Sitten und den Volkstanzen vertraut zu sein.
All‘ das muss eigentlich einem seit der Geburt in der Blut fliessen.
Es war spät… Auf einmal hörte ich Larm unten… Nach Hause sind die Meinen zurück gekommen.
Ich habe das Buch zugeschlagen, stellte es wieder zurück und holte tief Luft.
„Ich werde das Buch noch ofters in die hande nehmen“ – habe ich gedacht und erinnerte mich plötzlich an einen Gedanken: „Glauben sie nicht, dass sie keine eingeladenen Gaste auf einem Vernunftball sind. Nehmen sie Platz der für bestimmt ist auf Werken von beruhmten Dichtern, gelehrten und Kunstler aller Zeiten stossen, werden sie ihre eigenen Fahigkeiten einschatzen können und es werden von ihnen breite, neue Horizonten öfnen“. (Transas)
The day in my life
There are days which stick in our memory for the whole life. These are days when you go through all the feelings man can feel, the days when you have sensation of happiness, gladness, fear or even sadness. I never believed, that these days will be such important and inexpressibly interesting for me. During these days I felt a lot of feelings, even those which I had never sensed before. But it is too difficult to describe these days, to narrate all the feelings I had, that is why I have invited the poet Macevicius and his poem "The day" for help. Through this poem I will try to describe the most significant and the happiest day of my life. That day – is the last day of the ninth form examinations, when we had oral examination in Lithuanian.
And the sun as big as the bell
Got stiff for a long time in the blue vault.
A day – is the bright part of a day from the rise of the upper verge of the Sun till its landing. The Sun rose very early that day. The weather was fine and it was a hot day, which prevented me from being concentrated, because good weather always beckons to go outside. Although the sun was “as big as the bell”, we all have duties, which we have to execute. So the day began and the sun “got stiff in the blue vault”.
The day –
The blessed and good employment,
For people brightened up like leading star.
When I woke up in the morning, I got to know that hard work is waiting for me. But like people say: work embellishes man. In my opinion, man, who lives and does not have any job, is worth nothing. Besides, his life is also senseless. All people must work, because that work will give them gladness. I think that everybody understands how pleasant it is to know that some work is done with your own hands. This work of mine, i.e. to pass the last examination was “brightened up like leading star”. Not only my life depended on it, but also my own opinion about myself.
The day.
The hard and full of gladness tension
And weariness, and the passion of the victory as well.
This day was very difficult. It demanded big concentration and tension, but also it was the happiest, a gladness rising day I had ever had. My heart was full of hard tension, fear, agitation at the last moment before the decisive event. At that time I did know yet, what would happen next, what my destiny was. By the way, that agitation drowned all reasonable mends. I knew everything I had to know, but waiting and fear made their own. They made me feel some doubts about my powers and misled me. But finally this decisive event happened. It was not some kind of the miracle for me. I had been expecting such good results, at least deep in my mind. And at that moment, when my name and the mark were told, my heart became full of “the passion of a victory” and infinite happiness. Of course, I also felt agitation after a long waiting, but the happiness was stronger and it won.
The day –
The searching and the finding,
With them it’s big, significant and real.
From the morning I knew, this day will be full of searching and discoveries, however I did not know, what I am going to look for or what I am going to find. The searching was short. I found another person inside myself, after that moment, when I was told about passing the examination very well. I found the person who confides in his powers, who knows he has made it only because of his efforts. But it was not the only discovery of that day. Only in the evening, during the sunset did I realize that I was different. I was not that girl who was weak, especially shamefaced and mistrustful of herself. At that moment I thought I had been born again. I understood I should be more responsible from the time on and I that I would have to think about all my actions.
The day
And melting steel in open-hearth furnace
And fresh grass showing after night.
It was a double-sided day. My day was very fragile till that fatal moment. It was like "fresh grass showing after night". It seemed that even the poorest thing could destroy all my illusions, wishes and also believes. It needed only one little spark to make fire burn. Fire is the symbol of pain for me. At that moment I could be hurt very easily. Even an insignificant step, look or word could turn into a tragedy. But I felt quite different after the examination. It was the time when I felt like I were the strongest person in the world, like "melting steel in open-hearth furnace". At that instant only unusually distressing things could spoil my mood but such things like captious words or angry looks had no influence over me. At that time they looked so poor and meaningless that there was no need to tell even a short word.
The day
Within its rhythm, as everyone around you
You are a sacred unity, not a cheap division.
Every day the person must feel like inseparable part from it. Every morning he must wake up with thinking that his getting up, going to work, to school or somewhere else is important. He carries out a very important role with respect to the day, only because he lives, gets up in the morning, goes to bed in the evening. If there were no people who make different things every day, the day would not have any sense. It would loose its value, because it exists only thanks to people. When I was getting up in the morning I believed that on that day my role would be very large. I believed I was a ”sacred unity”. Not only my temper but also my future depended on my own actions and knowing that day, but my family's too, because if I failed, I would not grieve over it alone, all my family would be sad together with me. So there is some sort of connections among all people, which, we can say, helps to the day to live. The happiness or the unhappiness of some people can influence many neighbouring people. Besides, man invented the day and started to count them.
The day.
The man arises and he grows
Until the highest destination of himself.
It was hard to believe but I achieved more than I had expected to. By the truth, man must attain some kind of loftiness every day. He can rise "until the highest destination of himself" in one or in another sphere. On the examinations day my aim was to pass the examination very well. But it was very difficult for me to think about stunning results because my nature is to expect the worst thing. I think, it is better if you are disposes for the worst. At that moment, when you get a bad mark, you do not feel so disappointed. But if you get a good mark, then the happiness is twice bigger than on that time when you expect the best results. So my results were excellent. I achieved my loftiness.
Devote yourself to her not like the offering -
Like totally dictated by your heart.
The day is the bright side of life. Namely in the day you attain the biggest results, have a sensation of gladness, happiness, victory, but, of course, you also experience disillusions, misfortunes, different problems. But we cannot get up in the morning with bad temper and wait for something bad happening. We must wait only for the best thing because if you "sacrifice" yourself for the day, your life will become unbearable. On that day of June I was trying not to think about what is going to happen, whether I was going to succeed or not. I did not try to look ahead. My temper was great and I was feeling excellent. Many people say: how you started the day, thus you will finish it. So if you woke up in the morning with a smile, there is a big probability that you will also go to sleep with a smile.
This day of examination was very valuable, interesting and also full of agitation. I think that I was able to make this day happy only thanks to my work. But, if you did not experience misery, you will not feel happiness. This day stuck in my memory not because it was happy and lucky but because it was a day full of surprises and different feelings. In my opinion, if I am immersed into my memories, I will find a lot of happy days but I will never find such a day like this.
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