On The Bottom of The River One clear river was flowing in an old wide river-bed. This amazingly clean river was called Crystal River. And it was proudly carrying this name. On the bottom of the river there was a village created by various water creatures. The river was flowing through the village by leaving behind all – old and young, rich and poor, good and bad. And there in that bottom village life was going slowly and monotonously. Strange creatures of bottom village knew one main rule from their birth: they had to hold of something as hard as possible, in order not to be taken by the flow to the strange places. Everyone was holding of whatever they could it could be either stones or some water-plants or dried branches or even the moss. It seemed that holding of something was meaning and purpose of their lives. They were so afraid of their holding hands not to be slipped that they were evading even turning heads or any other movement. But one creature couldn’t adapt itself to such situation: “I’m tired of such a monotonous life. Why should I be chained to one place and holding of the stone so senselessly?! I am sure that the flow knows where to take us. Now I’ll let this stone go and trust this Crystal River. I don’t know what will be ahead for me but here, holding of these stones, I’ll definitely die.” Other creatures mockingly looked at him: “You fool, as soon as you let the stone go, the flow will take you away and will clash you into the big stones with all its strength. No one knows where it will take you. It’s better to die here by boredom than to be clashed into the stones and die with pain.” The fish listened to nobody, summon its strength and let the stone go. He had no time to think as the flow took it away. Everything turned around in front of its eyes; soon felt a great pain, the fish clashed into the stone, but flow didn’t allowed it to stop. The fish was carried forward and above. Some more stones clashed into the fish, but as the flow was taking it higher, the stone were getting fewer. There was no time to think about the pain, because everything, what this creature was seeing, was so interesting. Little by little the fish was able to swim with flow, guessed how to avoid resistances, how to swim high along with the flow or go down to the bottom. Creatures living on the bottom were surprised by looking at the stranger, which is exactly the same as they are, but it swims so freely and holding of nothing. “Look, it’s amazing! – Said creatures from the bottom – he’s flying. He can live without stones and moss. He’s probably a magician.” The creatures from the bottom couldn’t calm down. Freely swimming fish patiently explained them: “I’m the same as you are, but I tried more than holding of the stone the whole my life. The river will release with great joy and take you to the top, move you off the bottom, but for this you’ll have to dare and let your stones go. At first you’ll be afraid, even feel the pain, but then you will realize that it’s worth to spend your days like that, with free hands and fearless mind. Only a few dared self-releasing and to begin a new interesting life. Uncertainty causes fear, and fear causes inactivity. We, who are oppressed and holding of stones, are astonished by looking at others’ magic, different and interesting ways. But their magic is just their choice and not any miracle.