Once upon a time there was a girl named Nuta. She had very nice and smart parents, but they worried a lot.
«Nuta, you shouldn’t eat biscuits outside, you have dirty hands. You know, there are so many bacteria around you. Moreover, it’s a bad manner to eat outside.» her mother said.
«Nuta, please, put on your gloves, your hands will be cold. And don’t forget to take your scarf. You may get ill while walking from our house to the car.» father told Nuta.
«Go away from this boy», her parents said together, “ he is sneezing, you may get ill.»
Finally, Nuta became ill. Parents called the doctor and started to cure their daughter: with mustard plaster, pills and gargle. But Nuta didn’t recover. Her parents had to go to work, but they could’t leave Nuta on her own. So they had to call grandmother.
After arriving to the house, Nuta’s grandmother looked at the parents and said:
«I don’t know what you think, but I’ll take Nuta to my place. The situation is getting out of control, you are making her worse.»
Just because she was older than the others, everybody obeyed. Nuta and her grandmother got on the train, and her parents went to work.
In a week father and mother came to visit sick Nuta. They went into the house, but Nuta wasn’t inside. They got fear. Where was she? Maybe she was at hospital, and nobody told them?
They went outside and saw grandmother working in the garden and watering plants. And next to her was Nuta, jumping in puddles, barefoot, and singing a nice song:
«The sun helps me to grow,
The rain makes me grow».
Nuta’s face was dirty, but she looked so happy and healthy. With her dirty hands she was holding a cake and in some pauses in her singing she was chewing it with a great appetite.
So Nuta recovered, and her parents stopped worrying.