complete this story with your own idea .
I want to tell about an old man, about a man who doesn't say another word, a tired one
Face too tired to smile and too tired to be angry. He lives in a small town on
End of the street or near the intersection. It is almost not worth describing it, hardly anything
distinguishes him from others. He wears a gray hat, gray pants, a gray skirt and in
Winter the long gray coat, and he has a thin neck, the skin of which is dry and wrinkled,
the white shirt collars are far too wide for him.
He has his room on the top floor of the house, maybe he was married and had children,
perhaps he used to live in another city. He must have been a child once, but that was closed
a time when children were dressed like adults. You can see them in the photo album
Grandmother. in his room there are two chairs, a table, a rug, a bed and a cupboard. On
There's an alarm clock on a small table, next to it are old newspapers and the photo album on which
Wall hang a mirror and a picture.
The old man went for a walk in the morning and a walk in the afternoon, spoke
a few words with his neighbor, and in the evenings he sat at his table.
That never changed, even on Sundays. And when the man sat at the table, he heard it
The alarm clock is ticking, the alarm clock is always ticking.
Then there was a special day, a day with sun, not too hot, not too cold, with
The chirping of birds, with friendly people, with children who played - and what was special was that
all of which suddenly pleased the man.
He smiled. "Now everything will change," he thought.
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Answer:
We ascribe beauty to that which is simple; which has no superfluous parts; which exactly answers its end; which stands related to all things; which is the mean of many extremes.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Each day a few more lies eat into the seed with which we are born, little institutional lies from the print of newspapers, the shock waves of television, and the sentimental cheats of the movie screen.” - Norman Mailer
“Let us so live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.” - Mark Twain
“When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves.” - William Arthur Ward
“Make things as simple as possible, but not simpler.” - Albert Einstein
“Go often to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke the unused path.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Hating people is like burning down your own house to get rid of a rat.” - Henry Emerson Fosdick
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