(Excerpt from the novel "Wakacje z duchami" by Adam Bahdaj; Translated by EJTI)
Chapter One
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Maniuś[1] stopped by the lake shore. He felt soft and warm sand under his feet and silvery spots were glimmering in his eyes. It was the water, which was exchanging the lake into a surface of brittle glass by reflecting the light of the sun standing over the forest.
It was quiet. The boy could hear clearly the rustle of rushes and a faint whistle of his own breath. His heart was slowly filled with joy. His amazed eyes were following the shady shore, clouds gliding over the ridge of a distant hill, and, when he looked at the lake again he imagined himself that the dark depth attracts him towards it.
He smiled – like to himself, like to the clouds – and then his rascally face set with a calm thought expression on it.
For the first time he had gone from Warsaw on a distant trip and since three days till now he wasn’t amazed at the world is so wide, so diverse and it gives such surprises. Since three days he has gone stunned and couldn’t believe that he had found himself five hundred kilometers beyond the hometown.
But everything was so simple.
Once upon a time, in spring, small Perełka[2], who was a Maniuś’s best friend, received a letter from his aunt.
Now, Maniuś is seeing clearly, when Perełka dropped by him with a cheerful shout: ‘Hurray! All of us go to the lake! – and then both boys went down on the second floor to Felek, who was named Mandżaro[3], and they were reading together, having flushes on their faces.
At the beginning of the letter there was written, of course: Why don’t you write to us for so long?, then: How are things with you and how’s your dad’s health?, but the ending was the most interesting. (…)
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