Ursule\u021bul, pe care-l crezusem pierdut, a tres\u0103rit brusc. M-am speriat at\u00e2t de tare \u00eenc\u00e2t am sc\u0103pat aproape din m\u00e2ini micu\u021bul trup umed. A deschis guri\u021ba \u0219i a scos un sunet slab, ca un geam\u0103t. Trupul \u00eei tremura, iar ochii i se mi\u0219cau \u00eencet, ca \u0219i cum abia ar fi \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat din nou s\u0103 vad\u0103 lumina.<\/p>\n
Am c\u0103zut \u00een genunchi l\u00e2ng\u0103 el \u0219i i-am pus palma pe piept. Se sim\u021bea o b\u0103taie slab\u0103, dar era acolo. Tr\u0103ia! Inima mi s-a str\u00e2ns de bucurie. Am \u00eenceput s\u0103-i frec bl\u0103ni\u021ba ud\u0103, s\u0103-i suflu aer cald peste botic, ca s\u0103-l \u00eenc\u0103lzesc.<\/p>\n
R\u00e2ul, rece \u0219i \u00eentunecat, p\u0103rea c\u0103-\u0219i retrage apele, ca \u0219i cum ar fi \u0219tiut c\u0103 pierduse o lupt\u0103. V\u00e2ntul b\u0103tea u\u0219or printre crengi, iar undeva, \u00een dep\u0103rtare, se auzeau p\u0103s\u0103rile \u021bip\u00e2nd. Totul p\u0103rea s\u0103 prind\u0103 via\u021b\u0103 din nou.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva minute, puiul s-a ridicat u\u0219or, sprijinindu-se de m\u00e2inile mele. Era firav, dar voin\u021ba din privirea lui m-a l\u0103sat f\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte. Nu \u0219tiam ce s\u0103 fac. Nu puteam s\u0103-l las acolo, dar nici s\u0103-l duc acas\u0103 nu era o idee bun\u0103. Totu\u0219i, ceva \u00een mine \u00eemi spunea c\u0103 nu pot pleca f\u0103r\u0103 el.<\/p>\n
Mi-am scos haina \u0219i l-am \u00eenf\u0103\u0219urat bine, ca s\u0103 nu-i fie frig. L-am \u021binut str\u00e2ns la piept \u0219i am pornit spre cabana mea de l\u00e2ng\u0103 p\u0103dure. Pe drum, puiul ofta din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd, iar eu \u00eei \u0219opteam:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Gata, micule\u2026 e\u0219ti \u00een siguran\u021b\u0103 acum.<\/p>\n
Ajuns acas\u0103, l-am pus pe o p\u0103tur\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 sob\u0103. Am aprins focul \u0219i am \u00eenc\u0103lzit pu\u021bin lapte. Nu \u0219tiam dac\u0103 un urs bea lapte dintr-o can\u0103, dar am \u00eencercat. Spre surprinderea mea, a \u00eenceput s\u0103 ling\u0103 \u00eencet marginile, tremur\u00e2nd din toat\u0103 fiin\u021ba.<\/p>\n
Zilele au trecut, iar ursule\u021bul, pe care l-am botezat Bruno<\/strong>, \u0219i-a revenit complet. \u00cel vedeam alerg\u00e2nd prin curte, juc\u00e2ndu-se cu o bucat\u0103 de lemn sau \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 se ca\u021bere pe buturugi. \u00cen fiecare diminea\u021b\u0103 venea l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine \u0219i se ridica pe l\u0103bu\u021bele din spate, cer\u00e2nd m\u00e2ncare sau aten\u021bie.<\/p>\n Vecinii au \u00eenceput s\u0103 aud\u0103 pove\u0219ti despre mine \u0219i despre \u201eursul \u0103la mic din curte\u201d. Unii r\u00e2deau, al\u021bii m\u0103 sf\u0103tuiau s\u0103-l duc \u00eenapoi \u00een p\u0103dure. Dar eu sim\u021beam c\u0103 \u00eentre mine \u0219i Bruno se formase ceva mai mult dec\u00e2t o simpl\u0103 leg\u0103tur\u0103 \u00eentre om \u0219i animal. Era recuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103. Era o prietenie curat\u0103.<\/p>\n \u00centr-o sear\u0103, pe c\u00e2nd cerul se \u00eenro\u0219ea, am auzit zgomote \u00een p\u0103dure. Bruno s-a oprit brusc \u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103 m\u00e2r\u00e2ie u\u0219or. Din \u00eentuneric, au ap\u0103rut doi ur\u0219i mari. Mama lui \u0219i, probabil, tat\u0103l.<\/p>\n Bruno a scos un sunet scurt, un fel de chemare. Inima mi s-a str\u00e2ns. M-am dat \u00eencet \u00eenapoi, \u0219tiind ce urmeaz\u0103. Puiul s-a \u00eentors spre mine, m-a privit lung, apoi a alergat spre ei. Mama urs l-a mirosit, l-a lins u\u0219or pe cap, iar apoi au pornit to\u021bi trei \u00eencet spre p\u0103dure.<\/p>\n Am r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat mult\u0103 vreme, privind cum dispar printre copaci. \u00cen aer se sim\u021bea un amestec ciudat de bucurie \u0219i durere.<\/p>\n \u00cen noaptea aceea, am ie\u0219it din nou la r\u00e2u. Apa curgea lini\u0219tit, ca \u0219i cum nimic nu s-ar fi \u00eent\u00e2mplat. Dar pentru mine, totul se schimbase. \u00centr-un fel, acel ursule\u021b mi-a ar\u0103tat ceva ce uitasem: c\u0103 via\u021ba, oric\u00e2t de grea ar fi, merit\u0103 salvat\u0103, merit\u0103 tr\u0103it\u0103.<\/p>\n \u0218i poate c\u0103 nu to\u021bi ur\u0219ii care cad \u00een r\u00e2u au norocul s\u0103 fie v\u0103zu\u021bi la timp, dar fiecare fapt\u0103 bun\u0103, c\u00e2t de mic\u0103, se \u00eentoarce c\u00e2ndva. Eu doar am \u00eentins m\u00e2na. Dar ceea ce am primit \u00eenapoi a fost mult mai mult: o lec\u021bie despre curaj, iubire \u0219i desp\u0103r\u021bire.<\/p>\n De atunci, de fiecare dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd aud vuietul apei, \u00eemi amintesc de Bruno. \u0218i z\u00e2mbesc. Pentru c\u0103 unele minuni nu se uit\u0103 niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Ursule\u021bul, pe care-l crezusem pierdut, a tres\u0103rit brusc. M-am speriat at\u00e2t de tare \u00eenc\u00e2t am sc\u0103pat aproape din m\u00e2ini micu\u021bul trup umed. A deschis guri\u021ba \u0219i a scos un sunet slab, ca un geam\u0103t. Trupul \u00eei tremura, iar ochii i se mi\u0219cau \u00eencet, ca \u0219i cum abia ar fi \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat din nou s\u0103 vad\u0103 lumina. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10767,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10766","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10766","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10766"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10766\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10768,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10766\/revisions\/10768"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10767"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10766"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10766"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10766"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}