Under the Shadow of Jito
One day, Ernestine was walking through the mountains very happy, breathing the pure air, and feeling a radiant sun on her face. She was walking along a path observing on each side all kinds of vegetation characteristic of the place. Just as she looked towards the sky; it was looking clear, and without any indication that it would rain.
At that moment, she went even deeper into the bush and began to take pictures of plants and things, never seen before in the areas frequented by her. Then she walked a few more meters and could see, although in the distance, a strange and leafy miniature tree. She hurried until she found herself in front of such a peculiar species.
Ernestine looked at him and looked at him, pausing to appreciate that tiny, green and beautiful tree, giving herself time, at the same time, to imagine how she would look lying under his shadow. Also imagining herself as if she were a giant under the shadow of the amazing Bonsai. In fact, Ernestine imagined it that way, as if it were a Japanese tree, as they are known for their size.
By then, she was already thirsty, tired, but seeing that nice leafy little tree made her want to sit under its shade. She even wanted to take a picture of her next to the tree; but since she was alone, she had no other alternative. The only thing she could do was take a picture of the small tree, which was different compared to the other existing vegetation in that place. She wanted, at least, to appreciate it in the image.
Ernestine, days later, found out in that type of tree called Jito, you could not rest under its shade; for the reason that if she did, she might fall asleep and never wake up. When she found out what could have happened to her, it scared her, since, in reality, she was about to go over to shade for a while. She at that moment thanked herself for not having done it.
How many people, more tired than Ernestine have decided to lie down under shadow of the Jito’s, and could never get away from it again? That is because they made a wrong decision, that without thinking or knowing it, they were affected and thus in life. How many things happen becoming negligence.
She attributed to that act not analyzing things well. Perhaps Ernestine wasn’t very tired or she was a very strong woman, and that’s why she didn’t really look for a way to rest under that amazing, tiny, green and leafy tree.
Good for Ernestine!
Written by Maria Pandil
In Spanish
Bajo la Sombra del Jito
Un día Ernestina caminaba por el monte muy contenta, respirando el aire puro, y sintiendo un sol radiante en su cara. Ella iba por una vereda observando a cada lado toda clase de vegetación característica del lugar, así como también miraba hacia el cielo; mirandolo despejado, y sin ningún indicio de que llovería.
En ese momento ella se adentró aún más en el monte, y empezó a tomar fotografías a plantas y cosas nunca antes vistas en las áreas frecuentadas por ella, luego recorrió unos cuantos metros más y pudo ver, aunque a lo lejos, un extraño y frondoso árbol en miniatura. Se dio prisa hasta encontrarse frente a tan peculiar especie.
Ernestina lo miraba y lo miraba, haciendo un alto para apreciar ese diminuto, verde y hermoso árbol, dándose tiempo, a la vez, de imaginar cómo se vería acostada bajo su sombra. También imaginándose como si ella fuese un gigante bajo la sombra del asombroso Bonsái que, de hecho, Ernestina de esa forma se lo imaginó, tal como si fuera un árbol japonés, como así se les conoce por su tamaño.
Para entonces, ella iba sedienta, cansada, pero al ver ese pequeño árbol frondoso y agradable, le dieron ganas de sentarse bajo su sombra. Inclusive, ella deseaba le tomaran una foto junto al árbol; pero como iba sola, no quedó otra alternativa. Lo único que pudo hacer fue tomarle una fotografía al pequeño árbol, el cual era distinto en comparación a la otra vegetación existente en ese lugar. Ella quería, aunque sea, apreciarlo en la imagen.
Ernestina, días después, se enteró que en ese tipo de árbol de nombre Jito, no se podía descansar bajo su sombra; por la razón de que, si lo hacía, se podría quedar dormida y no despertar jamás. Cuando ella supo lo que le podría haber sucedido le dió miedo, ya que, en realidad, ella estuvo a punto de acercarse a sombrear un rato. Ella en ese momento se agradeció a sí misma el no haberlo hecho.
¿Cuántas personas más cansadas que Ernestina habrán decidido recostarse bajo la sombra del Jito y nunca más pudieron alejarse de él? Eso es por haber tomado una decisión equivocada que, sin pensarlo ni saberlo, fueron afectadas. Y así en la vida, ¿cuántas cosas pasan convirtiéndose en negligencia?.
A ese acto le atribuyó ella, no analizar bien las cosas para actuar. Tal vez, Ernestina no venía muy cansada o era una mujer muy fuerte, y fue por eso que no buscó la forma, en verdad, de descansar en ese asombroso, diminuto, verde y frondoso árbol.
¡Bien por Ernestina!
Written by María Pandil
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