Princess Aurora was terribly hungry. Not because there was no food in the royal palace – the tables were full of viands, but Aurora suffered from a bizarre disease: she could only eat food grown with her own hands. And the princess didn't even have a small vegetable garden.
All attempts by the court chefs to cook something resembling vegetables grown by Aurora herself failed. The dishes were similar, but... not the same. Aurora tasted them, winced and sighed, her hunger only getting worse.
One day, slipping out of the palace, Aurora found an abandoned corner of the garden overgrown with weeds. And in this weeds, among the weeds, I saw a tiny sprout — a tender, green shoot of wild spinach.
The princess's hands, accustomed to silk and velvet, fumbled awkwardly in the ground. But she took care of this sprout with such love and care, watered it with tears of despair and whispered words of hope that the sprout grew quickly.
A few weeks later, the princess harvested her first crop – a handful of small but delicious leaves. She ate them, and for the first time in a long time, she felt really full. Not only in the stomach, but also in the soul. Because she realized that the most delicious dish is the fruit of her own labor and love. And soon the whole garden bloomed, and the hungry princess never starved again.
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All attempts by the court chefs to cook something resembling vegetables grown by Aurora herself failed. The dishes were similar, but... not the same. Aurora tasted them, winced and sighed, her hunger only getting worse.
One day, slipping out of the palace, Aurora found an abandoned corner of the garden overgrown with weeds. And in this weeds, among the weeds, I saw a tiny sprout — a tender, green shoot of wild spinach.
The princess's hands, accustomed to silk and velvet, fumbled awkwardly in the ground. But she took care of this sprout with such love and care, watered it with tears of despair and whispered words of hope that the sprout grew quickly.
A few weeks later, the princess harvested her first crop – a handful of small but delicious leaves. She ate them, and for the first time in a long time, she felt really full. Not only in the stomach, but also in the soul. Because she realized that the most delicious dish is the fruit of her own labor and love. And soon the whole garden bloomed, and the hungry princess never starved again.