Often children find themselves alone in this big and cruel world. But they still continue to believe in a miracle, and sometimes it still happens. This story will totally make you believe in goodness.
Hello, is it lost and found? asked a child’s voice.
— Yeah, baby. You have lost something?
— I lost my mom. You don’t have it?
What is she your mother?
— She is kind and beautiful. And she loves cats.
— Yes, just yesterday we found one mom, maybe it’s yours. Where are you calling from?
— From the orphanage № 3.
— OK, we’ll send your mother over to the orphanage. Wait.
She entered his room, the most beautiful and kind, and in her hands was real, live cat.
— Mom! — cried the boy, and rushed to her. He hugged her with such force that his fingers turned white. — Mommy’s mine!
…Artem awoke at his own scream. These are the dreams that he dreamed almost every night. He put his hand under the pillow and pulled out a picture of a girl. This photo he found a year ago on the street while walking. Now he always kept it under my pillow and believed that it was his mother. In the dark Artem for a long time looked at her beautiful face and unwittingly fell asleep…
In the morning the head of the orphanage, angelina Ivanovna, as usual went around the room with pupils to wish you all a good morning and Pat each kid on the head. On the floor beside Artemkina cots she saw the photo that night fell out of his hands. Lifting her up, angelina Ivanovna asked the boy:
— Artem my boy, where did you get this photo?
— Found on the street.
— Who is it?
— My mom — he smiled and added, — she is very beautiful, kind and loves cats.
Head, immediately recognized the girl. The first time she came to the orphanage last year with a group of volunteers. Perhaps then I lost your picture here. Since then, this girl frequently pestered by various agencies hoping to get permission to adopt a child. But, in the opinion of local bureaucrats, it had one major drawback: she was not married.
— Well, — said angelina Ivanovna — since she’s your mom, it completely changes the case.
Going into her office, she sat down at the table and waited. Half an hour later there was a timid knock on the door:
— Can You, angelina Ivanovna? And in the doorway stood the same girl in the photo.
— Yeah, come on in, Erika.
The girl came into the office and placed before the head of a thick folder of documents.
— Here, — she said — I’m all Packed.
— All Right, Erika. I need to ask a few questions, so it should be, you know… You realize the responsibility you are taking upon yourself? After all, the child is not two hours of play, it’s for life.
— I’m aware — Alina breathed out — I just can’t live knowing that someone really needs.
“All right,” agreed the headmaster — when you want to see the children?
— I will not look at them, I’ll take any child, what you offer — Alina said, looking straight into the headmaster’s eyes.
Angelina Ivanovna raised her eyebrows.
“I understand,” haltingly began to explain Alina — because real parents do not choose their child… they don’t know in advance how it is born… beautiful or ugly, healthy or sick… They love him the way he is. I also want to be a real mother.
— The first time I meet such an adopter — angelina Ivanovna smiled, but I already know whose mother you will be. His name is Artem, he is 5 years old, and his mother abandoned him in the hospital. Now I will give it, if you are ready.
— Yes, I’m ready, — a firm voice said Alina, show me my son.
Head left and after 5 minutes returned, leading by the hand a little boy.
— Artem dear boy, ‘ began angelina Ivanovna — meet …
— Mom! — cried Artem. He rushed to Alina and clung to her so that his fingers turned white. — Mommy’s mine!
Alina stroked his tiny back and whispered:
— Sonny, Sonny… I’m with you.
She looked up at the head and asked:
— When will I be able to pick up my son?
— Usually parents and children are gradually getting used to each other, talk here first, then on the weekend take away, and then forever, if everything is in order.
I’ll take Artem, ‘ said Alina.
“Okay,” the headmaster waved her hand, tomorrow is still the weekend, you can take and Monday will come, and execute all documents as it should be.
Artem was very happy. He was holding his mother’s hand and was afraid to let her go even for a second. Around here, teachers, nurses… some were Packed up his stuff, others just stood aside and wiped his eyes with his handkerchief.
— Artem my boy, good-bye. Come to visit us, — bade him farewell angelina Ivanovna.
Good — bye will come, — said Artyom.
When they all said goodbye and went outside, he finally decided to ask his new mother the most important question:
— Mom… you love cats?
— I love that I have them home for two — Alina laughed, gently squeezing his hand a tiny palm.
Artem smiled happily and walked to his home.