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Noticed the old man who every morning went with a large bag in the direction of the subway, and in the evening returned with a bouquet, decided to follow.
A good old man named Karl leaves every day for a nearby village and returns home with a bouquet of flowers. Locals have long been accustomed to this. However, Alena, who is in the capital recently, is interested in an elderly man. One day she decided to follow the old man and find out where he was going. What turned out this adventure, read further in the article.
Good old man, my husband passed away a few years ago. When I said goodbye to him, I promised that I would fulfill our common dream of opening a small coffee shop. I sold my apartment and moved to the capital. I wanted to be in a cozy place, to know every regular visitor to my establishment in the face and live in an atmosphere of complete well-being.
That's what happened. For a year I started my own business. Thank you to my friend who helped me with this. Now I have my own coffee shop and my place of power. I bake pastries with my own hands and talk to them about life. On the first day of work, I saw an older man. Every morning the old man goes to the subway with a large bag in his hands, and in the evening he returns with a bouquet of flowers.
Local residents said that the pensioner goes to a neighboring village. But no one knew what he was doing there. I was so excited to find out that I decided to follow him. When the old man walked past my coffee shop again, I went out and followed him. It wasn't close. First the subway, then the bus, and then the train. But it was definitely worth it.
Where does the mysterious good old man really go to the village? He always came at the same time and was greeted by a loud crowd of local children. “Grandpa Carl is here, Grandpa Carl!” the joyful children shouted in one voice as the man came closer. The good old man opened his bag and took out the hotels. No one was left without a treat.
At this point, apparently, the mother of one of the children came out to the crowd and gave the man a bouquet of wild flowers. "That's where he takes them," flashed into my head. This picture so pleased me that I decided to confess to the old man that I was watching him. I wanted to know why he came here so often.
Having gathered up courage, I approached the man and the children around him and introduced myself: “I’m sorry, my name is Alena.” I followed you. You walk past my coffee shop every morning, but nobody in the neighborhood knows where you're going or why. My curiosity took over and now I'm here!
The man looked at me with kind eyes and said: My name is Lev Mikhalich, but the children call me Karl. I’m here to relax and help kids learn music while they’re on summer vacation. We talk a lot about life and share our experiences with each other. Every summer I go to different villages and offer my parents my free help.”
I couldn’t stand it and asked, “How did you come to this?” Why did you decide to help the children? The good old man replied, “The thing is, I am very lonely.” My wife left me, taking our one-year-old daughter with her. She went abroad and I couldn't find her. In memory of her, I decided to help other children for as long as I live. That is why I am here”.
At that moment, everything in my head turned. I lived abroad for a long time and my mother told me that my father had abandoned us. And it wasn't until 28, when my mother was living out her final days, that she told me the truth. I found out it wasn't her father, it was her. That she took me away and cut off all contact with my dad. Finally, my mother told me the city and the address where we used to live. It was in this area that I opened a coffee shop in the hope that one day I could meet my father.
The final puzzle was formed when the good old man introduced himself. Lev Mikhailovich is a rather rare name, and by age a man was fit for my father. I couldn't believe my eyes. When I told him all about it, he cried and said, “I believed I would meet you at least once in my life, daughter.”
Life Wisdom: What does this story teach us? People who were meant to meet, sooner or later will do it. Who knows, maybe Alena immediately felt something special in a stranger. So she decided to follow him. It is a pity that the old man had to live a lifetime before meeting his own daughter again. However, we believe that they will be able to catch up!
Good old man, my husband passed away a few years ago. When I said goodbye to him, I promised that I would fulfill our common dream of opening a small coffee shop. I sold my apartment and moved to the capital. I wanted to be in a cozy place, to know every regular visitor to my establishment in the face and live in an atmosphere of complete well-being.
That's what happened. For a year I started my own business. Thank you to my friend who helped me with this. Now I have my own coffee shop and my place of power. I bake pastries with my own hands and talk to them about life. On the first day of work, I saw an older man. Every morning the old man goes to the subway with a large bag in his hands, and in the evening he returns with a bouquet of flowers.
Local residents said that the pensioner goes to a neighboring village. But no one knew what he was doing there. I was so excited to find out that I decided to follow him. When the old man walked past my coffee shop again, I went out and followed him. It wasn't close. First the subway, then the bus, and then the train. But it was definitely worth it.
Where does the mysterious good old man really go to the village? He always came at the same time and was greeted by a loud crowd of local children. “Grandpa Carl is here, Grandpa Carl!” the joyful children shouted in one voice as the man came closer. The good old man opened his bag and took out the hotels. No one was left without a treat.
At this point, apparently, the mother of one of the children came out to the crowd and gave the man a bouquet of wild flowers. "That's where he takes them," flashed into my head. This picture so pleased me that I decided to confess to the old man that I was watching him. I wanted to know why he came here so often.
Having gathered up courage, I approached the man and the children around him and introduced myself: “I’m sorry, my name is Alena.” I followed you. You walk past my coffee shop every morning, but nobody in the neighborhood knows where you're going or why. My curiosity took over and now I'm here!
The man looked at me with kind eyes and said: My name is Lev Mikhalich, but the children call me Karl. I’m here to relax and help kids learn music while they’re on summer vacation. We talk a lot about life and share our experiences with each other. Every summer I go to different villages and offer my parents my free help.”
I couldn’t stand it and asked, “How did you come to this?” Why did you decide to help the children? The good old man replied, “The thing is, I am very lonely.” My wife left me, taking our one-year-old daughter with her. She went abroad and I couldn't find her. In memory of her, I decided to help other children for as long as I live. That is why I am here”.
At that moment, everything in my head turned. I lived abroad for a long time and my mother told me that my father had abandoned us. And it wasn't until 28, when my mother was living out her final days, that she told me the truth. I found out it wasn't her father, it was her. That she took me away and cut off all contact with my dad. Finally, my mother told me the city and the address where we used to live. It was in this area that I opened a coffee shop in the hope that one day I could meet my father.
The final puzzle was formed when the good old man introduced himself. Lev Mikhailovich is a rather rare name, and by age a man was fit for my father. I couldn't believe my eyes. When I told him all about it, he cried and said, “I believed I would meet you at least once in my life, daughter.”
Life Wisdom: What does this story teach us? People who were meant to meet, sooner or later will do it. Who knows, maybe Alena immediately felt something special in a stranger. So she decided to follow him. It is a pity that the old man had to live a lifetime before meeting his own daughter again. However, we believe that they will be able to catch up!
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