dear! I’m afraid you don’t follow me. You can’t eat means of communication.”
“Don’t worry! I can eat any food,” the hare says.
“But means of communication are not food.” The granny walks gracefully about the house. “There are lots of means of communication in the modern world.”
“How wonderful,” says the hare. “I am glad to hear it.”
“Please, don’t interrupt,” interrupts the granny. “Don’t forget I want to explain to you all about modern means of communication.” And she walks about the house again.
“You know I have a present for you.”
The granny wants to give the present.
“Where is your present?” the hare jumps up and starts looking for it, but he can’t find it.
“You seem to be acting really unnatural,” grandma remarks. “Like an ill-bread guy.”
“I’m just curious,” the hare replies. “And then I’m only a kid.”
“It’s a mere lack of education,” granny says quietly. “A big disadvantage, so to say.”
“I don’t quite catch what you say,” the hare looks under the bed and behind the curtains. “You like to hide it in weird places.” But he doesn’t see the gift. “Where can it be?”
“Now I remember,” he says after a while. “You prefer to keep awesome gifts for the family in the most mystifying locations.”
“It isn’t awesome,” granny says. “So, it can’t be in the most mystifying locations.”
The hare moves his ears. “Oh, I see. Your gift is not awesome.”
“It’s casual,” admits the granny. “It’s in my bag.”
“Well, where is your bag, then?” the hare asks.
He walks timidly about the house. He looks for the bag. He looks for it in different places. He looks for it in various areas of the house. “I have no idea where your bag can be,” the hare sits down on the armchair astonished. “Where is it?” he wonders.
“I always put it on the cushion near the sofa,” grandmother explains.
“But it is not there,” the hare moves his ears again.
“Oh, dear!” granny says in a moment. “You told me you are hungry.”
“Yes, I am,” the hare nods. “But I am busy right now. I am looking for your bag, that is, my present.”
“What shall we do?” smiles the granny.
“I don’t know,” answers the hare. “Perhaps, I should eat a bit. I am really hungry”
“A cup of tea?” the granny asks.
“Yes, please.”
“Here it is,” granny says and puts a cup of hot tea on the table near the hare. “Drink your tea.”
“But I am hungry,” says the hare. “I would like some meals.”
“Don’t worry. Drink your tea first,” says the granny. “I can give you some rice with carrots after tea.”
“I want rice with carrots now,” the hare says.
“Don’t forget it is not summer. It is winter. So, hot tea is more important now. In winter tea is much more important than rice with carrots,” explains the granny.
“I agree with you,” says the hare.
“I am glad to hear it,” says the granny. “In winter hot tea looks especially attractive.”
“I think it’s always attractive,” says the hare. “I like to drink hot tea in summer too.”
And he drinks his tea.
“It makes no sense to me when you speak about hot tea in summer,” says the granny. “Cold tea is more advisable. But I think cold water is even better.”
“Really?” asks the hare. “Tell me, why.”
“Oh, dear! You want to know too much! And I can’t tell you everything now.”
The hare looks at the granny.
“I am too busy now,” the granny explains. “I am looking for my bag.” And the granny starts walking about the house.
“Don’t forget about rice with carrots,” the hare reminds her.
“Don’t worry, I won’t,” the granny says, walking about the kitchen.
“Listen,” says the hare in a minute. “My cup is already without tea. But where is my rice with carrots?”
“Here it is,” answers the granny and gives a big plate with rice to the hare.
“Thanks a lot,” the hare says, “rice is my favorite food.”
“You are welcome,” says the granny. “Don’t forget to eat the carrots too!”
“I won’t,” promises the hare. “How can I forget? Carrots are my favorite food too,” he explains.
The hare finishes his meal. “Where is your bag?” he asks. “Where can it be?” And he walks about the house too.
“Oh, dear!” says the granny. “Now I remember! My bag is at your uncle’s house. You can go there and bring it to me.”
“Uncle lives in the other forest. And it’s difficult to go there in the snow,” explains the hare.
“I don’t agree with you,” smiles the granny. “It’s nice to walk in snow.”
“I am glad to hear it,” says the hare. “But I don’t agree with you.”
“No wonder,” the granny says. “You should master your skills. Therefore, you should stay here and listen to me.”
“It won’t help me to develop my walking skill,” the hare says.
“Then, I may tell you about modern means of communication,” the granny suggests. “There are also other topics for our discussion.”
“Let me remind you about the present,” the hare interrupts.
“How wonderful!” exclaims the granny. “You remember about the present. And I don’t.”
“You don’t remember about my present?” the hare asks with surprise.
“I do, I do! I was kidding,” answers the granny. “But there are other pleasant things which deserve attention. Presents are only a part of miracles in life.”
The granny gets a few objects from a trunk. “It’s a map,” she says. She points out at some place. “Our forest,” she informs.
The hare looks through the window. “It is there,” he points his finger.
“It’s kinda complicated for you,” the granny says. Then she puts the map back into the trunk.
She closes the trunk. “I’ve got so many treasures here. There are various books and manuscripts and similar precious things,” the granny informs. “When I look at them, I totally forget about your present.”
“Do you forget about it now?” the hare asks.
“No worries,” answers the granny. “If I forget, you can remember and remind me.” She sits down on the trunk. “Shall we talk about miracles or treasures now?”
“How about my present?” asks the hare. “Isn’t it better to talk about my present?”
The granny ignores his question and says, “Miracles happen every