Autumn has arrived, a true beauty. She painted the trees with vibrant colors, dried the leaves beneath our feet, and blessed everyone with a rich harvest. And she didn't forget about the sporty kids either. She gave them warm, quiet, sunny weather.
At the sports stadium, preparations are underway for a competition, a sports marathon. The track and field coach watches to make sure the kids run correctly:
Vasya, look ahead, chin up! Petya, keep your back straight, don't lean forward! Masha, use your legs like springs, don't take wide steps! Ira, help yourself, swing your arms more!
The children run around the circular track, trying their best. They develop strong character and willpower.
And nearby on a bench sits Troublemaker watching:
Who should I befriend? Who should I be difficult with? I'll go to Ira, she came in last at the finish line.
Hello, Ira! Upset about being last? So what if they're fast! Don't be friends with them, let's go and be offended at everyone.
Troublemaker said, gently hugged Ira and pulled her toward the bench. But suddenly Ira pushed her hand away:
I'm last today, but I'll be first tomorrow! I will try very hard.
She declared stubbornly.
Autumn was delighted that Ira answered this way, and gave her rosy cheeks so Ira would be even more beautiful.
Troublemaker sighed heavily and went back to her bench:
It's boring sitting alone, doing nothing.
She sees Vasya stumble and fall on the running track.
Aha, now I'll befriend him.
Troublemaker thought and approached Vasya and asked:
Why aren't you crying, not screaming? Or does it not hurt?
It hurts a lot, but I know how to endure.
Why endure, silly, scream louder, stomp your feet. Then they'll feel sorry for you and give you a medal.
No, athletes don't cry, and medals are given for achievements. Go away Troublemaker, I won't be friends with you.
Well, I don't need to be!
Troublemaker snapped back and walked away.
Autumn blew a warm breeze on Vasya's wound, and the sun's rays soothed it. The pain subsided.
Troublemaker sits on the bench again, watching the kids train. Petya is overtaking Masha. And a cunning plan ripened in her soul.
Troublemaker caught up with Masha and whispered in her ear:
Push Petya aside, and you'll come in first.
Masha did just that, pushed Petya. Petya couldn't hold his balance, twisted his ankle and fell.
Masha came in first and waited for praise and a reward. But the coach, for some reason, looked at her angrily. And autumn frowned. Dark clouds covered the sky, it grew dark around them.
Only Troublemaker praised Masha:
Well done, smart girl, that's how you should do it, win at any cost.
Masha turned around and saw Petya sitting on the ground, unable to get to his feet.
And Troublemaker whispered:
He's to blame, couldn't hold his balance, weakling!
Masha felt sorry for Petya, she timidly approached him and asked:
Does it hurt badly? Let me help.
Masha extended her hand to her friend. Petya took it, tried to stand up, but couldn't hold his balance, fell and groaned in pain.
I can't put weight on my left leg.
Forgive me, please, Petya! Forgive me, I didn't think it would turn out this way.
The coach came over, picked up Petya in his arms and carried him to the medical station. Masha stood motionless in confusion: "What have I done???" kept running through her head.
Don't worry so much! The important thing is you came in first, be happy!
Her newly made friend tried to cheer her up.
But there was no joy in Masha's heart, only bitterness and heaviness from her own actions.
I don't need a victory at this price! Go away Troublemaker, you bring nothing but trouble!!!
Masha cried. No one wanted to be friends with Troublemaker, so she suffers, looking for new friends. And when she finds them, autumn cries, flooding the earth with rain.
