THE TALE ABOUT THE POISONOUS RATTLESNAKE
... The parents of the rattlesnake gave her at birth a beautiful snake-like name - Poisonous Gadina.
(Gadina - is a really nice snake name, but at the same time you can call
Gadina - any mean woman with disgusting behavior and it will be a right name
for her)
But it is only among the human beings. In snake world it is a very beautiful
name. Something like Vasilisa the Wise or Elena the Beautiful among humans.
And it so happened that neither how to wear this glorious name, nor how
to be a snake, her parents did not teach her, as they passed away early.
Left without generic support, Poisonous Gadina studied and explored the world
on her own, the way she could do it.
The rattlesnake realized that she has no chance to take root and find her
own place in society with her origin and so inharmonious name for others.
Therefore, she changed her name to a new one, and became known as a harmless Rattle.
But it was much more difficult with the origin: you can change the name and that is it, but the physiology cannot be changed. It was necessary for Rattle to dress in lush brown skirts and thick knitted sweaters. So at least from afar she looked like a turtle, and in a long green skirt - like a playful lizard.
So that others can finally be sure of her peaceful and sacrificial nature, Rattle regularly handed over her poison to the central pharmacy. And she was even awarded the Badge of Honor.
In the working team Rattle took an active friendly position and was known as kind, sympathetic and trustworthy.
On corporate holidays Rattle took an active part and took on the role of a rope in the game "tug-of-war", which everyone liked after five glasses of wine.
Then, however, she had to cure stretches and bruises for a long time, but Rattle considered this a feasible contribution to the realization of her dream - to become different, to become accepted by the Others.
Rattle always congratulated everyone on the birthdays, New year and other holidays.
And in response, One Gray Mouse even invited her to her birthday once, and her colleague Trampling Hamster showed an album with family photos.
Rattle has no any success in Personal life. Maybe because she was not a real snake anymore, and it was far away for her to be up to pretty curly Sue, and the individuals of the opposite sex could not identify her. Rattle tried not to despair and considered finding a partner a matter of time.
Gradually, it began to seem to her that there is a stone's throw to the realization of her cherished dream. Maybe it would have been like this, if not one unfortunate incident, which at once destroyed all the long standing work of Rattle for changing herself and opinions about her in the eyes of others.
It was an ordinary early morning. Rattle rushed in a crowded trolleybus to the pharmacy to hand over her poison. She didn’t even noticed when she dozed off. The trolley bus jerked, someone heavily pushed Rattle into the side.
In half-asleep Rattles bitten the offender and released the poison intended for society's needs into the wound. It happened by absolutely the natural reflex. What was next - it's scary even to imagine: Rattle opened her eyes and saw a bus, frozen in horror… her teeth pierced into the flesh of the victim, the deathly pallor of the bitten.
Not remembering herself, she took her mobile-phone and called for the Ambulance. She injected the antidote, which she always took with her from her childhood, just in case. And although the bitten recovered quickly, the attitude in society towards Rattle has changed irreparably.
From that moment she often heard phrases behind her: “the snake is a snake”, “a lying snake in the grass”, “the snake was warmed on the breast”, “the killer in sheep's clothing”, “she pretended so many years, but we did not believe her.”
Rattle did a lot to regain the former respect of others: she publicly renounced her nature at a group meeting, repented in the church, paid all the treatment for the bitten and visited him in the hospital regularly. Everything was useless. Rattle knew that there are two options for the development of events.
The first is to repent and be degraded further, and then society, not immediately, but still will forgive her and take her back on the terms to be even more helpful, benevolent and humble. The second - but about the second she could not say anything concrete, only felt that it exists. And then Rattle was very disappointing that one misdemeanor was enough for others to forget all her good deeds, trouble-free help, responsiveness, willingness and readiness to be a best friend.
After suffering a good deal over the rebus of these two options, she decided to seek advice from her relative, a boa called Mortal Embrace. Boa led a secluded lifestyle, did not accept anyone, and in general was known as not good snake.
However, he invited Rattle to come it, even offered her tea and listened to her sad story.
- What's your name? Asked the Death Embrace
- Rattle.
"I do not know any snake with such a plebeian name." What is your real name?
And for the first time in many, many years the rattlesnake uttered her real name
- The poisonous Gadina.
- Oh, Beautiful name!
- "For you, but not for others," - said the poisonous Gadina sadly.
- "Others will never like what makes you stronger," - said the Death Embrace.
- "But then they will not be friends with me."
"Who told you that they were friends with you?" They allowed you to be there in return for your excessive care, servitude, accessibility and permanent the second role.
- "But then I'll be left alone."
- "Not alone, but on your own." For a while… yes! Until you understand and accept your nature.
- "But my nature is evil and insidious."
- Who gave this assessment? Others? Who does not have poison and who is afraid that you have it?
Stop listening to them, hear yourself at last.
There are no bad and good in Nature, there are no ratings. If YOU have poison, it is you who need it, and not a pharmacy.
Isn't it interesting to know what you need it for? Rabbits will not tell you about this, only you know it. Rabbits, most likely, will tell you that this is your karmic defect, which needs to be corrected in this incarnation. Think about it, baby.
Poisonous Gadina thanked the Death Embrace and went home, feeling a strange and unusual flow of strength and good mood.
On the third day, the poisonous Gadina resigned from work, and nobody saw her for a long time.
I will not describe all the internal and external transformations that have taken place with Poisonous Gadina, this is a deeply personal matter, and useless for description.
I can only say that after several years of solitude, Poisonous Gadina proudly wore high-heels going to her firm (which were created not long ago) - the firm that receives reptiles’ old skin.
Poisonous Gadina has become an expert manufacturer of exclusive leather goods. She began to supply the best fashion houses in Europe with her products.
Then the Poisonous Gadina married a courageous python named Uterine Call. Then she gave a birth to children. Well..., and everything went, as it must be.
As for the Others, they hissed and spat after the resurrection of the Poisonous Gadina, and then somehow calmed down. And many of them were seen among the regular customers of the “exclusive salon of Madame Poisonous Gadina”
The rattlesnake, as before, remained friendly and benevolent, but since that case she no longer handed over her poison to the pharmacy, it never occurred to anyone to argue with her, to instruct, or to be rude with her.
Even after some time acquaintance with Poisonous Gadina began to be considered prestigious and honorable.
Poisonous Gadina, remembering sometimes how she wanted to look like burdensome turtle or a stupid lizard, smiled, sending an air kiss to her reflection in the mirror, and went to drink fragrant morning coffee.
