How Sukharik Helped the Dragonfly

On a hot summer day, Sukharik the mouse woke up early in the morning and ran to the flower meadow. He wanted to see if there was still dew on the flowers so he could wash his little face with fresh, fragrant dewdrops. After all, a little mouse only needs one droplet to wash up.

The meadow was filled with colorful flowers: bluebells, buttercups, clover, wild carnations, cornflowers, and daisies. The bright sun had already warmed the plants and earth with its hot rays, and all the dewdrops had dried up. Sukharik felt a bit disappointed.

Where can I wash up now?

He thought, when suddenly he noticed a large dragonfly with beautiful, colorful, long wings sitting on a tall blade of grass and swaying in the gentle breeze. She had lowered her head and looked very sad.

What is your name and why are you so sad?

Asked the little mouse.

My name is Dusey, and how could I not be sad.

Answered the Dragonfly.

I had a little mirror that I loved to look at my reflection in. I was fluttering from flower to flower, and it accidentally fell into the grass. I can't find my lost mirror anywhere.

Complained Dusey.

Let me help you!

Offered the little mouse, and began searching through the grass with his tiny paws for the mirror. He searched and looked, but couldn't find the little mirror in the thick grass. The flower meadow was large, and it was unknown exactly where Dusey had dropped it.

The dragonfly sighed and became even sadder.

How will I live without my little mirror now.

She whimpered.

Don't worry! I've thought of something. I have an idea. I was just heading to the river to wash up, so you fly after me.

Squeaked the little mouse and quickly scurried on his tiny paws, reaching the river very quickly. The dragonfly rushed into flight, flapped her large wings several times, and also found herself on the shore.

Look down at the water—you can see your reflection in the river! Look how beautiful you are, Dusey, what huge eyes you have, how your silvery wings shimmer in the sun. You are very graceful and look like a little light helicopter.

Cried out the little mouse.

Oh, I don't even need a mirror now.

Rejoiced the dragonfly.

And she lowered herself close to the water to see her reflection and examine herself better.

The little mouse scooped up clean water with his paws and began to wash his little gray face.

Thank you so much, Sukharik, how wonderful that you helped me and told me about the river. Now I will know where I can see my reflection and admire my beauty.

And so the Dragonfly still flies over the water to this day. Now rising, now descending. Now rising, now descending.... And she keeps looking and looking at her reflection. She can't get enough of it.

And Sukharik, refreshed by the cool river water, ran home. He hurried to his beloved mother to tell her about his new acquaintance. He was happy that he had helped the dragonfly Dusey. After all, every good deed done for others always comes back around.