З життя
Терміновий дзвінок доньки змусив серця батьків завмерти
Все, що вона сказала мені: “Тату, швидше спустіться з мамою до мене, будь ласка.” І поклала слухавку. Від цих слів у нас з дружиною все завмерло всередині.
Забравши донечку зі школи, по дорозі вона розповідала мені, яка вона гарна учениця: була слухняною в школі та зробила все домашнє завдання у продовженій групі. Я відразу зрозумів, що вона не просто так мені це розповідає. Як я й думав, донька зупинилася, повернулася до мене й сказала: “Тату, я ж сьогодні була гарною дівчинкою. Можна я піду погуляю з Юлією? Ми на роликах покатаємося.” Я подивився в ці гарні оченятка і не міг відмовити. Адже у неї дитинство — найкраща пора життя, хай насолоджується ним, поки може.
Поки донечка каталася на роликах з подругою, ми з дружиною готували вечерю, обмінюючись новинами за день. Ми так скучили одне за одним, що не помітили, як проминули дві години. Ми ще довго сиділи б за столом, якби не зателефонувала донька. Все, що вона сказала, це: “Тату, спустіться з мамою швидко до мене, будь ласка.” І поклала слухавку. У нас все завмерло всередині від цих слів. Ми одразу все покинули і швидко полетіли на подвір’я нашого будинку.
Вийшли ми і побачили біля донечки і її подруги двох великих чоловіків. Підходячи до них, у мене була тільки одна думка: я з ними буду говорити без слів. Дружина йшла поруч і тремтіла від страху за дітей. Вона не розуміла, чого вони хочуть від дівчаток.
Підійшли до цих чоловіків, а ті дякували нашій донечці за те, що вона вихована й доброзичлива дівчинка. Коли ми підступили, вони почали говорити, які ми гарні батьки й виховали чудову донечку. В такому юному віці вона вже допомагає людям і рятує від неприємностей. Ми з дружиною були напруженими і не розуміли, що відбувається. Ми йшли сюди з думкою викликати поліцію і розбиратися з покидьками, а насправді познайомилися з добрими людьми, які дякували нам за виховання доньки.
Виявилося, що коли наші дівчатка каталися, вони побачили двох чоловіків, які вийшли з машини, і у одного з них випав гаманець. Чоловік цього не помітив і пішов далі у справах. Донечка під’їхала на роликах, підняла гаманець і швидко наздогнала його, щоб повернути втрату. Він був дуже вдячний, адже того дня отримав заробітну плату і гаманець був повний грошима. Він почав дякувати дівчинці і намагався дати 100 гривень за допомогу. Але вона злякалася і покликала нас, бо ми вчили її ніколи не брати нічого від чужих людей.
Врешті-решт чоловік все одно дав нам ті 100 гривень на знак вдячності. Ми з дружиною вирішили віддати їх донечці, щоб вона витратила на розваги чи смаколики. Повертаючись додому всі разом, ми з дружиною були повні гордості, що виховали таку чудову дитину. У душі я був безмежно щасливий і пишався нами.
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