Oh, the clock has stopped again and time has frozen!
In those moments, Liza felt painfully lonely, and to keep from falling into despair, the girl talked to the clock:
How much fun the kids in the yard have starting all sorts of games. The boys in the sandbox build residential neighbourhoods with garages and petrol stations. The girls go about in groups with little bags, in which they keep lots of trinkets with secrets. These secrets the girls make up as they go, but for some reason they never share them with me. Why?
The girl wiped away a tear and sighed.
Bong!
Liza startled at the unexpected sound. This chime came from the clock.
Bong! — it sounded again, — Bong-dem we know each other, I'm the hand!
And out of the clock came a thin little beauty.
Your sad thoughts make my legs heavy, and I cannot move. Why are you crying?
No one wants to be my friend, — sighed Liza, — They find me boring.
Do you find them interesting?
No.
You've answered your own question. That means you need to stop being sad, stop tormenting yourself with worries and find activities and friends that match your interests.
What sort of interests?
Oh, life exists far beyond your yard, girl. Open your eyes wide, and let's go get to know the vast world. Look up, into that endless sky, what do you see?
So many beautiful different birds!
Let's dive into the ocean, what's here?
Amazing little fish!
Now we're in the forest, by the river, in the desert, on an ice floe.
Liza's breath was taken away by the discoveries, everything around seemed so interesting that she wanted to stay in one place longer and get to know the world, uncovering the real secrets of nature.
But soon the girl found herself back in the sitting room, the clock on the wall ticking quietly, and before her lay an open book with bright pictures of countries of the world.
Thank you, hand, — whispered Liza, — I understand now.
