Poems,stories and pictures by Irina Mouravleva.
Ромашка, ромашка,
Ты мне расскажи,
Любит не любит.
Ах что же.
Люблю я сама проливные дожди.
Дожли веть неверные тоже.
Бывает пройдут далеко далеко.
Бывает подойдут очень близко.
Потом посмеются тихонько в глаза:
Искали тебя по прописке.
Снова уйдут ничего не сказав.
Я утром проснусь, как жемчуг роса.
Искали меня по прописке.
Может быть нам с тобой
Очагом одним не согреться,
Из ключа одного родниковой воды не попить.
Но любовь счастья круг,
Как срасательный круг в моем серце.
Новые мысли, мечты.
Я полюбила другого.
Нет я полюбила себя.
Значит юность не ушла без ответа.
Снова голос знакомый первой чистой любви.
И в душе поет лето, снова блеск дискотеки, платье яркое, красивые туфли мои.
Улыбнусь я прохожим, кольцо подороже и тайна,
Улыбаюсь сегодня я только ему.
Привет, привет.
Ты послан был зачем-то мне.
Все хорошо и у тебя и у меня.
Я не ищу и не спешу в любовь играть.
Скажу я прямо в первый раз,
Я замужем, а ты женат.
Зачем скрывать
И эти мысли отгонять.
А для чего-же ты в моей судьбе.
Возник как ветер перемен,
Счастливых, верю я.
Привет.
Мне тихо зеркало в ответ.
Красивей не найдешь.
И свежий ветер, солнца свет,
Пора вставать, открой тетрадь,
Бегом в спортзал.
Так я сказал.
Привет.
Весна пришла, любовь, ура.
Любовь к себе, весне, красе,
Под синим небом маленькой листве, и лужам и ручьям, цветочкам на лугах где я гуляла в юных снах.
Привет, привет,
Позвольте мне сказать,
Холодный крепкий зимний день.
Да где-то, кто-то,
С кем-то где.
Так было много раз.
Позвольте вас спросить.
Нет, спроси себя,
А нужно ли вот это мне?
Да, много там всего,
Там в жарких странах,
Праздник и всегда жара.
А нужно ли всегда вот это мне, но соглашусь и да и нет.
Привет, я лето,
Праздник до утра.
Ты празнуй, веселись.
И согласись, спроси себя,
А что потом.
Как в песне,
Новый поворот и что он принесет.
Ответ простой,
Сначала полюби, любовью новой,
Ты себя.
И книжка новая, спортивный клуб, и что-то яркое,
Вот первый друг, привет.
Подожди, подoжди, подожди,
Без оглядки уходит время.
И дожди, проливные дожди
Мне давно надоели.
Дождь нахмурится.
Я же весна.
Свежий отдых листвы
После жаркого лета.
Вспомни тихий голос
У первой любви,
Что поет целый век в нашем сердце.
Теплым ливнем моим
Все бессонные ночи до блеска отмыты.
Без дождя нет цветов, нет зеленой травы.
Снова чистое все,
Для тебя, для меня
И для нового лета.
Winter. She is looking straight and far. No smile, no any emotions in her face. Only the eyes, thoughtful, that go deep, studying and understanding.
What is she thinking about?
May be about the time when this village didn't know what electricity is, was mostly illiterate and uneducated.
How she shyly walked in the room filled with old and young people who were loud reading together book now parents reading to the small children. Where she first time met people talking about equal rights and freedom.
Or she sees herself young, looking at the mirror and touching new necklace with shiny red beads.
“Your beauty is not for this"- her mother says.
And again, work in the house and roads without being or end. They are walking without shoes, her mother and grandmother, following few people and quietly prayings
Picture of a man appearing from somewhere far, becoming brighter and brighter. Tall man, looking like a black bird at the beginning. Then the colors start to change. He is wearing long shird, with thin made out of thin long fabric. The shirt is white, creamy white. He has long black hair, the face, the skin like doll skin, smooth and light. And he has black beard, a bit curly or wavy. It surprised in the childhood, why the hair is smooth and the beard are wavy. Then someone's else faces come on mind. Men are drinking tea, they look very satisfied and proud. She sees her grandmother hiding few coins in the bag and saying: ”Our helper”. And secretly watching this man again, back in the far away childhood. The man is listening, sitting half on the stool. Its some kind of café inside of a small hotel where people like them walking from different places could sleep overnight. The road home again.
Always happy, fresh looking in colorful clothes with fuchsia color lipstick. And with solution for everything. Everything is easy with her. Long time ago, I was studying, after the Second World war, and living in a room rented by my parents from an old woman. A young man started to follow me, we became friends, he would met me in the evening, we would go my house together. One day he didn't meet me, I was surprised and went home by myself. Everything was gone from my room, food, clothes, food cards. We used student cards to by food at that time. The room had only bed, chair and table. I was so upset, that I sat on the floor and started to cry. Then I went to his house and he wasn't living there. For few days I didn't eat, didn't what to do, the people I was living with gave me some food and told to go back home and get something else to wear and eat. In the morning someone knocked to the door. It was this young man all white and shaking. In his hands was all my stuff. He dropped everything in front of me, fell on his knees and started to beg for exuse. After a while, when he stopped shaking, he told me the story. In the middle of the night something lifted him from the bed and threw on other side of the room. He hit the wall and slided on the floor. Three soldiers were standing in front of him. He could see through them, they were from some kind of fog. And they were angry. “Return everything “, - one of the soldiers said, it sounded as metal was scraping something. They stood and watched him when he was picking my things. Then disappeared. I think the soldiers were my uncles who gave their lives in the war. And that what her personality was coming from. Its nice, its warm and going to be fine.
She is like spring that always comes after winter. How cold it is, its March, the spring is here, and the warm days are coming. Strong and stubborn, taking no “no" for answers. She always gets what she wants, mostly its not much, but still, its her way. Born before Russian Social Revolution in 1917 in the wealthy family, she received education most girls in her time didn't have. After the revolution, she married a very funny man, how she described, who supporter the revolution and was a revolutionary himself. The life was changed, everything went in to hidden until the early 1980th when it became popular to look and remember the secret family roots. The family tree was made into big picture and put on the living room door.
Autumn. She
is cold autumn. With wind and dark sky. There's nothing warm about her. Cold,
strong, with no chance of getting the
sun through those grey clouds. She doesn't smile or laugh, always focusing on
something people don't really see or think.
On the
bench she moves her scarf covering her head and shoulders. Medals on the front
of her jacket. She was at the war. It is very strange, because no one think about
her being young or beautiful. “ She was young and very beautiful”- an old man
says slowly drinking his tea. Then he continues. “I was working at the place,
in the city, where people can rent horses for personal rides and deliveries. All
day feeding and cleaning horses. One day I went on the market to buy something
for our shop. And there was her, in a small shop selling berries. It was a side
where people from the local villages selling their vegetables and fruits. She
looked like a young woman from the city, not from village. Light skin,
fashionable hair and clothes. I was stunned, stood over there and only was
looking at completely forgotten what I had to buy. From that day I would go
every day to look at her. In a week I stopped at her small shop. “What would
you like?” – she smiled looking in my eyes. Her eyes were different like they
tried to look almost inside of my mind.
I wasn't be able to say anything and left, coming back again the next
day.
One evening
she asked me to help her bring her things, the one she didn't sell, to her
house. “It's far"- she smiled. I noticed, every time she was talking, she
would smile and open her eyes as if she was very surprised. We walked always to
the same place, close to the forest and then she would disappear into green
lines of trees. “Don't go with her,”- my mother told me when I was trying to
leave for a new date helping to move unsold things. “People think she a witch.”
We started to argue and I didn't listen, I was in love. Months went by,
meetings on the market and walking once in a while to the forest. “Let's get
married?” – I asked when we got closer to the forest. She smiled with the same
surprise in her eyes. “I cannot. I have to marry my own". I thought she
was talking about me working at the horse shop. We started ti argue and soon I
realized I was in the forest with her. I turned back, dropping her bags on the
ground. After walking for a white, I realized I was at the same place. I walked
again and I was at the same place. And again, and again. Walk in the same
circle. Scared a little, all I could think was old falk stories and their advices.
I turned my shoes different way and started to walk again.
She met me at the same place where we were standing. She smiled showing with her eyes to follow her. A ball of leaves rolled to her and when we were walking it would follow us. It was rolling close to her getting little bit bigger from peaking more small leaves or grass on it. Finally we got to a house standing on the side of a village. I have been at this village before, but I have never seen her before. “My relatives live here. Come in". Few children ran to us showing things they made. A family was sitting at the table and waiting for us. We had dinner without saying anything. Every one was quiet. On the way back, she walked with me back to the city, I asked who where those children. “They are not children “, - she replied with different tone of voice. Then slowly we started to see each other less and less. In 1941 I went to the Second World war. We met again when I returned back on few days off the army in 1943. She was in the military uniform. We walked together on the road to the forest. I was talking, it was warm evening, the sky, everything around was calm and peaceful. I went back to the war, she too. In few month I was captured by the Nazi and was sent to Poland to work as prisoner of war. And all that time until the liberation, in 1945, I would see her eyes in my mind, imagination. Her face was blurry, only the eyes, brown and serious, watching me. I returned back to my city, and never met her again, until I was already old man.
Wizier Swinuk: there are two owners is in here.
Big Swinuk:
sugar!
Big Hruck:
war!
Wizier
Swinuk: exactly.
Bingo.
Big Swinuk:
we gor the wrong pig.
Big Hruck:
we are going to get our free sugar tomorrow!
Big Hruck: when you are pigs are done?
Hrucks: can
this job be more boring.
Wizier
Hruck: crazy bees.
Big Hruck:
give them candies.
Wizier
Hruck: be careful, it has alcohol.
Big Hruck: this
what we need.
Wizier Swinuk: who blocked the exit?
Big Hruck: things change, bye.
Hrucks: we are going to Manila bar
To the red lights district. Big Hruck: yeah.
Lets go and get our free sugar!
Wizier Hruck: the weather looks weird.
Its
raining!
Big Hruck:
all I want rain and alcohol.
Hrucks:
rain and alcohol!
Bees: they are
getting stupid by day.
Bee: they
are stealing our honey!
Big Hruck:
we only want to check sugar!
We got to Moscow and I understood why all the war we were thinking about being strong for our capital.
Feeling of happiness was flowing everywhere, it was in the
air.
We went to his house. The room was golden, the brightest,
the sunshine.
“My grandfather and uncles are Priests. My mother like this
style and we keep it like this.
And they had piano. Here, in this house, the war was over
for me. I felt we won and we will have happy life and good future for our
country. We will rebuilt and built again everything.
It was 1949, after the war. I was studying in medical university and at summer, as usual, back home, helping my parents.
We were on the
farm working with other girls.
My aunt ran
to me, sweating from the long run.
“Where's is
your mother?! A man from Moscow is looking for her. Go, met him, he is in my
house. Wear this."
She said,
breathing heavily and pushing me her the best blouse.
At that
time, Moscow was another reality, something we all rely on. The capital of our
country.
I fast walk
home thinking why someone from Moscow is looking for my mother.
I opened
the door at my aunt's house and there's was a young man sitting at the table.
And when I
looked at him, he stood up and nodded.
I felt like
a basket of cold water was thrown over me. Fresh, cool feeling, refreshing at
hot summer day.
I kind of
froze a little from that feeling.
He told me
after, he had the same feeling.
He was
dressed in the suit, and was wearing hat. He had tiny smell of cologne. And
looked very different from the men here.
He had
gentle, soft look. His hand, when he shacked mine, was soft too.
“I have
this letter" – he said.
I read the
letter. Some one was asking my mother to help this young former soldier and
heal him.
After, I
understood, he was in the battle, in the tank, riding it. The tank was shot in
the battle and exploded leaving this man with many injuries.
My mother
got home. We went to our house. She looked at him, at me and said: “I will help
you".
He was
living with us for one year. After a while he invited me to Moscow to see his family.
In February 1942 my brother got a note that he has to go for medical exam to join the army. He was in the last year of school. He was leaving in about one week. I made him a small towel and stitched it with roses.
“Bring it
back" – I told him when he was leaving to the military centre.
“I
will" – he said.
And he
brought the towel back in 1946.
Two men, father and son, were sitting at the our table. My mother poured little bit vodka in tiny grass. The father and her drank together.
The son was leaving to the war. A bag was near his feet.
“To the recruiting center” – the father said.
“Too far", - my mother replied.
“We walk" – the father replied.
And they started to talk about the old days, before the
revolution in 1917.
“The war is not the same now" – the father said again
after drinking another little glass of vodka.
“Bless him" – he asked my mother.
“No father" – the young man looked at his father. And
he tried to stand fast, almost dropping spoon in plate.
“Sit down" – his father looked at him so strong, that
the young man sat and started to eat again.
“I will. It's for the war" – my mother smiled – “You
only come back".
She took another chair and sat close to the young man.
The young man just turned to and didn't say anything.
My mother touched his cheek.
“It is my blessing. It will go for generations. For everyone
who will touch your hand, who will go after. Nothing can stand against
it".
Remember his name, she told me, before they were leaving.
Every morning, all war, we would pray about him.
When they left, my mother looked at the window.
“Communist “ – she said.
At the end of simmer we stayed somewhere on the fields near forests preparing grass for winter. It was very warm and women were wearing open tops. Some women had scars on their shoulders. They were pulling metal pieces to dig up the soil and prepare it for the planting, on the farm and were they had own land. My mother had the same scars. She always worried about our cow more then she cared about herself. “Our feeder “ – she would say petting the cow.
Most of the
horses were sent to the army, leaving only few for extreme situations. Where
machines couldn't go, because all the empty lands were used, the women were
pulling those digging pieces on themselves.
It was
night, we were sleeping under the open sky. The stars were everywhere. I was
just looking at the stars.
I felt like
I was going far up to those stars, very fast through the dark space. Probably I
was imagining. Cosmos and tiny white dots. I saw a person, how I would draw her
on the paper. It was her, woman, half animal and half person. Like there was
line dividing her on paper. Beautiful face on the right side and animal on the
left. She was friendly, felt almost warm, good friend. She had nice, fancy
clothes and beautiful face.
“The earth
is shaking “ – my mother said.
“There's
big fight somewhere. Big fight.“ – another woman replied.
“Where?"
– I whispered.
“Sleep"
– my mother said again.
And I was
only listening their conversation.
“Where are
these gills will look for the husbands?”
“The war will
be over and men will come back home".
“Hopefully
soon. Listen how the ground is shaking”.
In the
morning I started to think a young soldier I would marry.
“He is
mine!” – for some reason I screamed to the air.
“Mine!” –
the echo answered.
“Mine,
mine, mine!”
“Mine,
mine, mine" – almost like the echo was laughing back.
I took a
small stone and threw it in the air.
“He is
mine" – I said again.
The room was full of people. Simple food on the table, potatoes and vodka in long glass bottle. It was some dinner together. May be twenty people. First everyone was talking about the war, and our army. A man in military uniform gave a speech. And then we wished everyone come back home. Its was long talk, everyone wanted to say something, to wish and promise.
A woman
stood up. She was sitting with two little boys. I noticed every one would put
more food in their plates. She was young skinny woman wearing old jacket.
The woman
said: “ We came here from the occupied territory. Germans were everywhere. They
walked on our streets. My house was almost at the center and every day I would
see German officer riding his car. Every day. We got a paper that we live in
this city. We were not allowed to leave it, not allowed to lock the doors and
close the blinds on the windows. Two German soldiers would stood up close to
the windows and laugh looking at us. It was their entertainment. They took some
people to work in Germany, some disappeared, and children too. I was lucky that
I looked sick, and my children too. We didn't have food. The Germans took
everything. People who were helping them told us “Soon you will have new
masters". I tried to leave, but it was impossible. One morning I went
outside at the same time the German officer was driving his car. He never
looked at anyone, always looking straight. I followed his car with my eyes. And
I just looked at small fire man running after his car. It was short looking
like man, a figure made from fire, with flames. I could see it. The fire man
ran after the car and then straight. And
this second, I knew, we will get out. We went to the forest, without food, or
extra clothes. We were stopped by Nazi police. I told, we were going to the
forest, on the edge, to get berries, because we had no food. They let us go,
told to come back before the dark. We start to walk, further, further and
further. Then our partisans found us.”
The war changed everything. Women and children replaced men.
We had
harvest in August and September 1941, two months before the war had started and
women were everywhere. Even driving trucks for pickups were women. In my
school, post office, the farm, almost everywhere. Only men who couldn't be
replaced and old men, they stayed. And young boys, teenagers who were too young
to join the army. Every day when I looked or we looked at each other, we knew
there is war.
My aunt
left to work on a factory that was making tanks. Once a month me and my cgrandmother
were bringing her food. The factory was in a city, far. We had to walk for
about an hour and catch a truck going to the city.
It was winter,
February, cold. Me, and my grandmother were walking to the stop and when we got
there in an hour, there were no truck. My heart felt like dropped, and surely,
my grandmother's too.
We waited
for another hour, alone, on the field of snow. And there were no trucks.
“We have to
go to another stop" – my grandmother said wearing her bag back on her
back.
We started
to walk again. For one more hour. I don't remember, I was freezing. My face, my
legs, my feet, everything. Soon I couldn't walk. I set at the snow and started
to cry.
I looked
around, white snow and clear blue sky. There were no trees or hills. Only big
open space.
I felt I
was dreaming. The sun was just shining through me.
Some one
kicked my foot. I looked up, almost like in a dream.
“I cannot walk
anymore “ – I looked at her.
She looked
so high up. White like snow, with light blue eyes.
“I cannot walk
anymore “ – I replied.
My
grandmother looked at me, like she was very angry.
“What are
you going to do? Freeze here?”
And some
power lifted me up and put back on my feet.
We started
to walk again. In two four hours I was hugging my aunt. She was so happy. We
stayed with her at the room she was living with other women working at the
factory. The room was packed, I had little space on the floor.
My aunt sat
close to me, she smiled. Then she covered my head with a blanket leaving tiny
space to breathe.
“This is
your little house “ – she said smiling again.
We went to the train station. There were trains, many trains. One were going to the war, on the west from us. With soldiers and military equipment. I have never seen so many trains before, at the same time. Rocket launchers were going on and on, on the trains, in front of my eyes. I was looking up, military trucks, tanks.
And there
were trains coming from the war, medical with insured soldiers and with people
evacuating from the war zone.
I was
standing on the station first time seeing for myself what war is.
People were
scared, crying, looking for someone. Young future soldiers trying to find
someone in the crowd.
Then I
looked and there were four women in military uniform sitting on some boxes.
One woman
was sitting on the top box. She didn't look like everyone else. How it felt.
Her face was cold, serious. She was forced, put together like mountain. There
were no fear in her. Very calm.
I looked at
my mother. Her face was serious too.
“Let's
go" – she said.
We went
home and stood on the knees.
We went to
a deep, deep prayer. It was dark, felt like going through the dark, dark night,
or thunder clouds. Few tiny balls like pearls were somewhere I could see.
“What do
you want!” – voice said.
“Metal of
steal" – I thought right a way and opened my eyes.
Big Swinuk: between pigs and wild boars are two different things.
Swinuk: he threw something at me!
Big Swinuk: vegetables?
Is it the same story?
Big Hruck: I didn't throw anything at you!
Do you know what “on" means?
Big Swinuk, you are my witness.
Swinuk: Big Swinuk didn't see anything!
Big Hruck: I threw vegetables right beside you.
Not at you.
Big Swinuk: do you know what pisses me off?
We have to learn word “library" now.
Big Hruck: for pigs,
Looks are everything.
Big Swinuk: good thing we found you.
Big Hruck: walking long distances, lifting weights.
Sprinting.
Big Swinuk: what's that?
Big Hruck: when you run and don't wait for each other.
And someone gets there first.
Big Swinuk: oh yeah.
Big Hruck: don't let pigs eat fattening food and fifty five
percent of the plate are vegetables.
Wizier Swinuk: someone threw vegetables in the garbage!
Big Swinuk: wild boars are always like that.
They buy vegetables and throw it out.
Big Hruck: pigs don't spend money on what they are not
using.
Big Swinuk: bravos!
We write it down.
Big Hruck: make it the new law.
First day.
Big
Swinuk my daughter sounds like a pig.
Wizier
Swinuk: sometimes.
Big Swinuk:
all the time!
You should
hear some.
Like, damn,
she is a pig.
Wizier
Swinuk: everyone knows.
Big Swinuk:
it’s the name.
Wizier
Swinuk: your lovely daughter, Bright Sunshine, needs husband.
Kingdom of
Hrucks.
They have a
lot of pigs there.
Big Hruck.
He is the
man!
Big Swinuk:
are we lucky!
Battler Swinuk: Big Hruck is hiding in the library.
Wizier
Swinuk: we should've not let this pig come here.
Big Swinuk:
yes!
Battler Swinuk: Big Hruck is here!
Big Swinuk: Big Hruck!
I have been waiting for you all my life
And here you are.
In our library.
You, my daughter and sugar are getting along very well.
Wild boars: what is sugar?
Big Swinuk: do you know what “sugar” means?
Wild boars: no.
Big Swinuk: good for you!
Good for you.
Wizier Swinuk: pigs say “hey"
And wild
boars say “ey".
We have our
sense of mind.
How are the
shoes?
Big Hruck: very
comfortable.
I feel like
I wear socks.
Big Hruck:
mess!
Wizier
Swinuk: I didn't see anything.
Don't
worry.
Never.
Never!
Big Hruck: do
something pigs!
Wizier
Swinuk: you are right!
Our crazy
attitude.
The price
is right!
Big Hruck,
you stopped at the right door.
We will
focus on sugar business.
We will be
Big Hrucks!
Not by
size.
Smart.
Big Hruck: oh man..
Wizier Swinuk: you always say a lot.
Big Hruck: I was singing under the rain!
Wizier Swinuk: you were servicing us under the rain.
Use proper words.
See you tomorrow, hopefully under the better conditions.
Big Hruck: what is this?
Wizier
Swinuk: no idea.
Lets try.
Big Hruck:
how long have you been working here?
Wizier
Swinuk: I don't see the difference.
You are wrong
or right.
Tomorrow
you are going to pick outfits for Princess Swinuk.
This is
your job now.
Make sure
she looks great.
Wizier Swinuk: you have to focus on ladies now.
No more
focus on men.
Big Hruck:
we are warriors!
We are
soldiers!
Wizier
Swinuk: when you see Princess Swinuk,
Say “Oink,
oink, is it you, Princess Swinuk!”.
And keep
oinking.
Big Hruck:
she is boring.
Wizier
Swinuk: go to some place.
Jamaica is
right here.
Wizier Swinuk: did you leave pop in the freezer?
Big Hruck: no!
Wizier Swinuk: no?
Not you?
Big Hruck: lots of sugar.
Wizier Hruck: look here.
Our computer.
This is day.
And this is night.
There's no reason to forget.
Big Hruck: you can't figure out?
Wizier Swinuk: we are always students.
Unfortunately, you have to go to work first before going
home.
Wizier Swinuk: did you leave pop in the freezer?
Big Hruck: no!
Wizier Swinuk: no?
Not you?
Big Hruck: lots of sugar.
Wizier Hruck: look here.
Our computer.
This is day.
And this is night.
There's no reason to forget.
Big Hruck: you can't figure out?
Wizier Swinuk: we are always students.
Unfortunately, you have to go to work first before going
home.
Wizier Swinuk: welcome.
Did you have chocolate Mishka?
Big Hruck: no.
Wizier Swinuk: we thought you had chocolate Mishka.
Big Hruck: I had chocolate cake.
And this is crazy.
Everything is chocolate here.
Wizier Swinuk: we are wild boars!
Swinuk delivery service: Big Hruck!
Hey!
Your bananas!
Big Hruck: why would I want bananas?
Wizier Swinuk: he is our new Big Swinuk with 300 new square
pigs.
Swinuk delivery service: modern pigs!
Wizier Swinuk: leave your bananas here.
Wizier Hruck: she is going to wear mini skirt.
Big Hruck:
been there, done that.
Wizier
Hruck: you better look happy.
We need Swinuks
technology and they need our sugar.
Big Hruck:
quite a combination.
Wizier
Hruck: it sounds nasty until you eat it and then “boom", fruit explosion
in your mouth.
Big Hruck:
technically.
Wizier
Hruck: you are not the first one who been here.
We need it
done man.
Big Hruck:
she said, she is on her way.
Wizier
Hruck: ask how long it will take.
Big Hruck:
she said soon.
Wizier
Hruck: stand here in the corner like my car and smile.
Do you know
what's our problem?
We think of
ourselves as pigs.
And Swinuks
think of themselves as wild boars from 100 years old.
Princess Swinuk: only Pigs streets?
Street
control Hruck: yes mam!
This is our
religion.
Princess
Swinuk: and how long we have to drive for?
Street
control Hruck: go straight on the Pigs street untill you see the right turn.
Princess
Swinuk: we are driving for hours!
Where is
the right turn?
Street
control Hruck: we are all waiting for that, I guess.
Princess
Swinuk: do you have a map?
Street
control Hruck: we don't use maps here.
Go all the
way and turn right.
You are
pretty pig.
Let them
look for you.
Princess
Swinuk: we have to find Big Hruck.
We need him
to make our coffee.
Sugar are
our two first ingredients.
Big Hruck: its it's raining outside.
Who wants to go and check?
Wizier Hruck: we will text you.
Big Hruck: where were you?
Do you know how hard is to find you.
I can't find you the whole day.
Wizier Hruck: why you can't find me?
I can find you everywhere.
I find you in the washroom.
Big Hruck: why you find me in the washroom!?
Big Hruck: those are different pigs.
General
Hruck: new army members.
Big Hruck:
where are you going?!
Soldiers Hrucks:
break time.
Big Hruck:
back to the training!
Soldiers
Hrucks: wash room.
Big Hruck:
I know what wash room is, but your gym starts now!
General
Hruck: nothing to worry about.
Big Hruck:
your pigs are running away.
General
Hruck: its its only training in alphabetical order, oink oink.
Big Hruck:
and what are those square pants?
General
Hruck: new designs, from the game.
Big Hruck: romantic dinner!
What is this?
Princess
Swinuk: mostly drinks and salads.
Big Hruck:
grass?
Princess
Swinuk: what do you want, chiken.
Waitress
Swinuk: your bill sir.
Big Hruck: I
have visa.
What are
those lines?
Waitress
Swinuk: the tip.
Big Hruck: how
to skip the tip?
Waitress
Swinuk: we don't have this option.
Princess
Swinuk: the skip tip option is connected to our emergency line.
Someone
will call you and ask if you all right.
Waitress
Swinuk: you can pick extra salad next day.
Princess
Swinuk: this how we are different.
Waitress
Swinuk: and we write your name on the beard with the phone number.
You can
pick your salad any time tomorrow.
Princess
Swinuk: we can eat berries tomorrow.
Big Hruck:
and see my reaction.
Little swinuks:
look at his nose!
He is Pinocchio!
Princess Swinuk: oh, this is door!
Big Hruck:
yes this is the door, the exit.
Princess
Swinuk: wow!
Big Hruck: it
can be an issue.
Wizier Hruck:
may be swinuks don't have doors.
Princess
Swinuk: I am going out.
Big Hruck: this
door, all yours, go out.
Princess Swinuk: he just grabbed all the food and ate it!
Wizier
Swinuk: once a pig, always a pig.
Hrucks
supply lots of sugar to us.
Don't you
get it!
Princess
Swinuk: no.
Wizier
Swinuk: we keep all the knowledge to ourselves.
Princess
Swinuk: please don’t say no more.
Wizier
Swinuk: we can get more pigs working on our recycling plant.
Make it big
open space like Texas.
Princess
Swinuk: how is Big Hruck going to sit on our throne?
He is so
short snd fat.
Wizier
Swinuk: we put him a cushion.
Big Hruck: she is slow.
Servant:
free pig.
Married
pigs move on their heads.
Big Hruck:
where is she?
Servant:
she said “I am going home right now".
Wizier: We
are already getting food ftom Swinuks.
Big Hruck:
not today.
Servant:
oh, you.
You want to
go outside and make money.
You go
outside and make money.
Wirier
Hruck: with no experience?
1.
Wizier Hruck: you should go see Swinuks.
You will be very surprised.
You will see a pig, pig like you, with big snout and he will sound like wild boar.
When he talks.
Big Hruck: Swinuks have news every day, like crazy.
Wizier Hruck: you are just jealous.
Big Hruck: Swinuks wish to have at least 15 percent of our army.
Wizier Hruck: enough is enough!
Go! Why are you still here?
2.
Wizier Hruck: who is this green crocodile!
Big Hruck: I try to stay young in my heart.
Wizier Hruck: keep stretching.
Wear green for your wedding.
Big Hruck: Swinuks are going to eat me to get more attention.
Wizier Hruck: let her eat your slowly.
Your bride is waiting at home.
1.
Big Hruck: you are late!
What's
wrong with you.
You never
late.
Post man:
yesterday. Had to do bunch of u-turns.
Big Hruck:
at least you found us, which is good.
Post man:
are you going to dress up for the festival?
Big Hruck:
yeah, some character people.
Post man:
where are the little pigs?
I haven't
seen them from this morning.
Big Hruck:
studying.
Waiting for
someone to ring the bell.
(Ringing
the bell).
Big Hruck:
here go.
Little
pigs: can't wait until 3 o'clock.
Big Hruck:
pigs.
Little
pigs: open concept.
What else?
Post man:
may be now they will find the wolf?
Big Hruck:
no, that's gone.
Post man:
may be they are some kind of …?
Big Hruck:
boring man?
Yeah boss.
They see
mud and they turn around.
What's
going on!
Post man:
what are they studying?
Big Hruck:
probably business and every day problems.
Post man: nice
little pigs.
Big Hruck:
Friday night.
Tomorrow is
Friday.
Post man:
tomorrow is Friday.
Oh, this is good news.
2.
General Hruck (oinks): and now surprises.
Big Hruck (oinks back): why so many!
(looking at the little pigs running around).
General Hruck: busy night.
Big Hruck: aren't you supposed to be busy at the games? (oinks).
General Hruck: we had busier morning. (oinks)
Big Hruck: oh man, we are noisy.
General Hruck: few more wins, and you will have the biggest
army in the Kingdom of Hrucks.
King of Hrucks.
They will cover all our needs and we don’t have to bring
pigs from outside.
Big Hruck: how do our champions feel?
General Hruck: can't wait to start.
3.
Pig coach: he stuck in the middle.
Big Hruck: may be he is too long.
Pig coach: are you sure?
Little pigs: we have stadium, the same.
Only digital.
You can see suggestions in the top.
Big Hruck: I don't care what I see on top.
I am not stupid.
Bring the skunk.
Prince Hruck: you can outrun the skunk, but how you can
outrun the smell?
Big Hruck: not listening.
Where is the skunk?
Coach Hruck: was watching the dog.
Big Hruck: watching the door!
Why you say like this.
Skunk: did you bring the pay?
Big Hruck: candies, all of them.
Just get on.
Skunk: whose idea was to put food place in the middle of the
racetrack?
Big Hruck: we don’t want pigs cheat.
Skunk: its very strange.
Big Hruck: do you have sny solution?
Skunk: I have solution every day.
Only in my head.
I was in the middle of my sleep and you woke me up.
Big Hruck: stink up and go home.
Princes
Swinuck: a lot of flies.
Big Hruck:
we can go home.
Princes
Swinuck: and see the same flies?
Skunk!
Big Hruck:
its probably mini zebra.
Princess
Swinuck: and water!
Big Hruck:
good news, there are no sharks.
Sharks are
different here.
They see
you, they swim away.
In
Armerika, they eat crup out of you.
Messenger: news!
Big Hruck:
excuse me!
We are
having romantic date.
5.
Wizier
Hruck: everyone wants to see future Queen of Hrucks.
Big Hruck:
hru, hru, hru (oinks).
Wizier
Hruck: exactly.
We sent a
lot of sugar there.
Big Hruck:
all this sugar in this case didn't work.
Are we
supposed to be hidden from all other pigs?
Wizier
Hruck: they know where to look.
She said
“yes"!
Big Hruck:
don’t say that.
Wizier
Hruck: you were laughing!
6.
Big Hruck:
she is slow.
Servant:
free pig.
Married
pigs move on their heads.
Big Hruck:
where is she?
Servant:
she said “I am going home right now".
Wizier: We
are already getting food ftom Swinuks.
Big Hruck:
not today.
Servant:
oh, you.
You want to
go outside and make money.
You go
outside and make money.
Wirier
Hruck: with no experience?
7.
Big Hruck: she goes outside and she is like
“Oh, its hot. Lets go home".
You are a pig!
Servant: may be she meant different kind of hot.
Its Friday night…
Big Hruck: not again.
Servant: all because you weating shirt and jeans.
Wearing clothes for pigs don't make sense.
Big Hruck: what do you want?
Wizier: we have to find her and say something.
You can practice with us.
Tell her “Good night my number one. You can eat a lot.”
No Honey, no money.
Big Hruck: you are pushing!
Wizier: all right.
8.
Wizier Hruck: let's go.
Big Hruck: let's go where?
Crazy Hruck is here.
Crazy Hruck: my life!
Who is this?!
Big Hruck: my life?
It's me.
Crazy Hruck: Monday.
Big Hruck: your attitudes again.
Look at her! (showing picture).
Crazy Hruck (looking at the picture): she is a pig.
Big Hruck: I figured out this.
Crazy Hruck: she is not your daddy, no.
Big Hruck: no.
Crazy Hruck: is she “me, me, me"?
Your type.
Princess Swinuk: he just grabbed all the food and ate it!
Wizier
Swinuk: once a pig, always a pig.
Hrucks
supply lots of sugar to us.
Don't you
get it!
Princess
Swinuk: no.
Wizier
Swinuk: we keep all the knowledge to ourselves.
Princess
Swinuk: please don’t say no more.
Wizier
Swinuk: we can get more pigs working on our recycling plant.
Make it big
open space like Texas.
Princess
Swinuk: how is Big Hruck going to sit on our throne?
He is so
short snd fat.
Wizier
Swinuk: we put him a cushion.
10.
Princess Swinuk: oh, this is door!
Big Hruck:
yes this is the door, the exit.
Princess
Swinuk: wow!
Big Hruck: it
can be an issue.
Wizier Hruck:
may be swinuks don't have doors.
Princess
Swinuk: I am going out.
Big Hruck: this
door, all yours, go out.
11.
Big Hruck: romantic dinner!
What is this?
Princess Swinuk: mostly drinks and salads.
Big Hruck: grass?
Princess Swinuk: what do you want, chiken.
Waitress Swinuk: your bill sir.
Big Hruck: I have visa.
What are those lines?
Waitress Swinuk: the tip.
Big Hruck: how to skip the tip?
Waitress Swinuk: we don't have this option.
Princess Swinuk: the skip tip option is connected to our emergency line.
Someone will call you and ask if you all right.
Waitress Swinuk: you can pick extra salad next day.
Princess Swinuk: this how we are different.
Waitress Swinuk: and we write your name on the beard with the phone number.
You can pick your salad any time tomorrow.
Princess Swinuk: we can eat berries tomorrow.
Big Hruck: and see my reaction.
Little swinuks: look at his nose!
He is Pinocchio!
12.
Bip Hruck: you can look 100 times in the mirror and nothing would happen.
You are a pig!
Wizier Hruck: you can look for 24 hours and nothing would happen.
Talking to a lady like this.
Now we have 15 percent of the swinuks love.
You have to be better parents to your pigs.
13.
Big Hruck: those are different pigs.
General Hruck: new army members.
Big Hruck: where are you going?!
Soldiers Hrucks: break time.
Big Hruck: back to the training!
Soldiers Hrucks: wash room.
Big Hruck: I know what wash room is, but your gym starts now!
General Hruck: nothing to worry about.
Big Hruck: your pigs are running away.
General Hruck: its its only training in alphabetical order, oink oink.
Big Hruck: and what are those square pants?
General Hruck: new designs, from the game.
Big Hruck: its it's raining outside.
Who wants to go and check?
Wizier Hruck: we will text you.
Big Hruck: where were you?
Do you know how hard is to find you.
I can't find you the whole day.
Wizier Hruck: why you can't find me?
I can find you everywhere.
I find you in the washroom.
Big Hruck: why you find me in the washroom!?
Princess Swinuk: only Pigs streets?
Street control Hruck: yes mam!
This is our religion.
Princess Swinuk: and how long we have to drive for?
Street control Hruck: go straight on the Pigs street untill you see the right turn.
Princess Swinuk: we are driving for hours!
Where is the right turn?
Street control Hruck: we are all waiting for that, I guess.
Princess Swinuk: do you have a map?
Street control Hruck: we don't use maps here.
Go all the way and turn right.
You are pretty pig.
Let them look for you.
Princess Swinuk: we have to find Big Hruck.
We need him to make our coffee.
Sugar are our two first ingredients.
Big Hruck: been there, done that.
Wizier Hruck: you better look happy.
We need Swinuks technology and they need our sugar.
Big Hruck: quite a combination.
Wizier Hruck: it sounds nasty until you eat it and then “boom", fruit explosion in your mouth.
Big Hruck: technically.
Wizier Hruck: you are not the first one who been here.
We need it done man.
Big Hruck: she said, she is on her way.
Wizier Hruck: ask how long it will take.
Big Hruck: she said soon.
Wizier Hruck: stand here in the corner like my car and smile.
Do you know what's our problem?
We think of ourselves as pigs.
And Swinuks think of themselves as wild boars from 100 years old.
“I am requesting the special line”.
Natalie looked at the letter she just wrote and quickly posted it on her poetry blog, before thinking and thinking and thinking about it again. She had doubts and wanted to hear someone else opinion, the opinion she would listen and take as a lead.
Only few people would understand her. For everyone else, it's a picture, a story, something weird without any meaning at all. May be poetic, may be romantic, little bit magic, but story without any sense.
“From magician of level 92”, she added at the end of her message.
In the evening she looked at another website, with bunch of numbers and statistics.
Someone unknown was telling her “go a head, tell the story".
And Natalie started writing.
“Few weeks ago I saw on the news a former Nazi soldier who was being greeted by our Parliament.
This, now, old man got standing ovations and was called a hero. This why it was on the news at least daily for a week. I was watching the news, and I started to think a lot about it. A lot of time. Not that I am angry or hate. No. I was thinking a lot and still do, because seeing this man brought a lot of memories about my childhood, about my grand parents, great grand parents, my old neighbors, people, movies, military parades, stories, about everyone who I used to know and who went and lived during the Second World war.
And this is the first time I see a Nazi soldier alive, real on TV.