Η παρακάτω είναι μια παιδική ιστορία που εμπνεύστηκε και έγραψε ο μπλογκερ και χρήστης twitter @moloch82. Ο Αποστολης, αυτό ήταν το αληθινό του όνομα, “έφυγε” απο τη ζωή εχτές το πρωί. Παρόλο το γεγονός ότι όλοι στα social media (twitter/Facebook)γνωρίζαμε τον καθημερινό του πόνο και αγώνα, νομίζω σοκαριστηκαμε με την αναπάντεχη πραγματικότητα. Ήταν που είχε ξανανικήσει τη νόσο, ήταν που ήταν πάντα αισιόδοξος… Ο Αποστολης πριν καιρό είχε γράψει μία ιστορία για παιδιά που πάσχουν από καρκίνο για να τα βοηθήσει να καταλάβουν καλύτερα τί τους συμβαίνει. Ο παρακάτω είναι ο πρόλογος που έγραψε στο μπλογκ του και η ιστορία αυτούσια (εδώ η ιστορία στο δικό του μπλογκ στα Ελληνικά). Δεν ξέρω γιατί μου πήρε τόσο καιρό να αναδημοσιευσω και να κάνω τη μετάφραση που θα ακολουθήσει. Νόμιζα κάποιος άλλος θα το κάνει, κάποιος που είναι καλύτερος από εμένα στις μεταφράσεις, νόμιζα “έχουμε χρόνο”, δε ξέρω. Ντρέπομαι και λυπάμαι που κινητοποιούμαι μετά το θάνατο του Αποστόλη. Καλή Ανάπαυση, αν κάποιος τη χρειαζόταν είσαι εσύ.
“Το παρακάτω είναι μια μικρή ιστορία που έγραψα και απευθύνεται σε παιδιά που πρέπει να αντιμετωπίσουν έναν καρκίνο. Πολλές φορές έχω σκεφτεί ότι αυτό που πέρασα εγώ τώρα στα 28 μου δεν πρέπει να το περνάει κανένα παιδί. Είναι απόδειξη ότι δεν είναι τα πάντα “εν σοφία”. Για να απαλύνω κάπως την κατάσταση λοιπόν έγραψα αυτό το μικρό κειμενάκι. Πολλοί θα βαρεθείτε να το διαβάσετε. Λογικό καθώς απευθύνεται σε παιδιά και έχει συγκεκριμένο σκοπό. Προστατέυεται με άδεια Creative Commons, καθώς θεωρώ απαράδεκτο το να βγουν λεφτά από κάτι τέτοιο, αλλά απαραίτητο να κυκλοφορήσει όσο γίνεται περισσότερο. Σκέφτομαι αν βρεθεί ένας σκιτσογράφος με κέφι να το κάνουμε ένα pdf και να το στείλουμε στην κ. Βαρδινογιάννη για να το διαθέσει (αν φυσικά της αρέσει) στα παιδιά που νοσηλεύονται στην κλινική. Αυτά.”
Xορηγείται με άδεια Creative Commons Αναφορά προέλευσης-Μη Εμπορική Χρήση-Όχι Παράγωγα Έργα 3.0 Ελλάδα .
The following is a children’s story written by a blogger/social media user with the nickname @moloch82. Apostolis, that was his real name, lost his fight with cancer last Sunday. He wrote the kids story below a couple of years ago and asked for it to be seen by as many children with cancer as possible, hoping it will help them deal with their situation. I decided to translate his story into English to assist his wish. Please note I am not a professional translator and the following is to the best of my ability.
Apostolis, on his blog, also wrote about the story:
“The following is a short story that I wrote and it addresses children that have to deal with cancer. There has been many times that I have thought that what I went through, now at 28year of age, no child should ever have to go through. It is proof that not everything is wisely made. In order for me to help soften their situation I wrote the text below. Some of you won’t bother reading it. It makes sense as it addresses children with a specific need. It is protected by the Creative Commons license and I think of it disgraceful for anyone to make any money from it, but absolutely necessary for the story to go around as much as possible. I would have liked of an illustrator to help me volunteer into making it as a pdf and send it to mrs Vardinoyianni in order for her to give it to the children in the hospital, if she likes it. That’s all.”
Mr Crabzy and his journey home
“A short story for the children and their imagination that can overcome everything.” @moloch82 (Apostolis)
Akis is a boy like all others. He goes to school like everyone else, in an ordinary neighborhood, and after school he likes playing football and hide and seek with all the other kids. He is a fairly good student without putting too much effort into it, which makes him even happier. Demos, Akis friend, is a good student as well; probably better than Akis, but he never gets to go outside after school as his mother makes sure he is doing all his homework and even more!
It was just another afternoon in the autumn when Akis came home content with all the good work his teacher said he had done at school and even more pleased as his mother had promised him meatballs and chips for dinner, his favourite! Later on he was to go and meet his grandad who would most definitely buy him a chocolate to share in the playground. Grandad would only get a small piece though, as apparently he’s sweet enough already. “I wouldn’t mind being full of sugar” thought Akis whilst walking home.
Walking up the steps to his house, Akis felt a bit of pain in his leg. It was the tiniest thing in the world and made Akis remember of a friend at school, Mike, who a few days ago had pinched him at school to borrow his new pencil. Akis wondered where that pencil was now and he remembered that Mike makes their teacher pull angry funny faces which makes him laugh. The thought of his teacher like that put a smile on his face and made him completely forget about the pain
A few days passed with days out with Akis’ family like that day when they all went to see some dolphins and had a great time and some not so great ones when the lady from next door, the one with all those cats, wouldn’t give them the football that they accidently kicked into her garden. That funny pain right above his knee wouldn’t go away though. Akis thought it was a football injury. After all there were a lot of kids in the neighbourhood that, for some reason, preferred to kick others legs rather than the ball. Akis never understood why. The odd thing was that the pain grew at bed time.
One night, like any other, he said goodnight to his parents and went to bed. He read a few pages from his book, the one with the young wizard who grew older and got a job in the circus, and turned his light off. Akis had a number of funny dreams in the past but the one that he was about to see was beyond his wildest imagination! He was laying in bed when right next to his pillow he saw the tiniest, shiniest crab. Akis has spent a lot of summers by the sea on the Greek island where his parents are from so he has seen a lot of crabs in his life. Nevertheless, when he first saw this one it took him a while to realise what it was he was staring at. It was dark and the suit and tie didn’t help. Hold on a minute! Since when do crabs wear clothes? And what on earth is it doing on Akis’ pillow?! Akis reached out for it but couldn’t touch it. “It’s just a dream” he thought to himself. He smiled and continued with his sleep.
-Pssst! Yes, I am talking to you, the odd one with no claws! Can you hear me?
Akis was startled. The crab was talking to him in his sleep!
-Well, who are you and what are you doing on my bed all dressed up?
-First of all, I am not on your bed. I am communicating with you through your dreams. In fact, I am hooked inside your right leg. As for the suit, according to my information here on planet earth, you take people in suits far more seriously. So here I am.
Akis thought mr Crabzy was right. For example their headmaster was always wearing a suit and he was a respectable man. Whenever he spoke everyone listened. Even their teacher. Is that really an issue Akis? What does he mean by he is ‘inside your leg’? And where is he coming from if not from the sea? So he asked Mr Crabzy (that was his name by the way) and he explained it all for him.
In another place, but in our own galaxy, not too far from here when it’s not peak time and if you know the shortcuts, there is a small planet with the name Poseidon. It’s a tiny planet, even when you compare it with Earth that’s not the biggest one at all. This planet is covered with sea water and inside it live lots and lots of sea creatures. The Prime Minister there is a crab who loves what he is doing so much that everyone is happy. Mr Crabzy is his son. Life there is a little bit boring so Mr Crabzy enjoys travelling with his mini spaceship.
Everything was going well until one day when he came down to Planet Earth to check out the beaches and see his distant relatives that had emigrated years ago when they where planet hopping around the Universe. Mr Crabzy’s spaceship got so dirty on one of the beaches that nobody looked after and couldn’t take off. The last time he tried he ended up inside Akis’ leg.
-So that’s my story Akis. I am just stuck here and can’t get myself home.
-Yes, but I am in pain! I was even thinking to tell mummy to take me to the doctors tomorrow. Although, I am not particularly keen on him poking me.
-That’s exactly why I had to come and speak to you. You need to go to the doctor and both our troubles will end.
-How is that?
-Well, your leg will stop hurting and I will get to go home. I’ve been thinking it wasn’t that boring after all….
-So, If the doctor cures me, how will you go home?
-I remember from my University years, where I studied the wonders of space and the sea that human medicine can work as fuel for my spaceship! All you need to do is have enough for me to get it started and with a little help from my accelerator I will get myself out of your leg!
After saying their goodbyes Akis woke up and waited patiently until the morning. He wasn’t sure what to do since he was a little scared of doctors. The truth was that he was mainly scared of any needles that the doctors might have to use. It is the most unpleasant thing, a needle! If they were any fun at all they would have them on the fairground, he thought. On the other hand he was feeling sorry for Mr Crabzy and how he was stuck, not to mention Akis was tired of the pain now. He decided to ask his mother to take him to the doctors but not to mention his new friend.
Very soon after, Akis started visiting the hospital regularly. There were a lot of needles and pinches involved, it was true. Soon after though the pain started going away. Mr Crabzy came every night to his pillow to report on how much fuel he needed and to thank him for tolerating all the pinching and tiredness. Mr Crabzy told Akis a lot of stories from his planet and his many travels when planet-hopping. There was one time when another spaceship dropped a lot of oil on Mr Crabzy’s planet. It took them days to get it off with everyone on the planet scrubbing away with their special sponges and mops. He told him of this funny planet he visited once with lots of volcanoes and there, in the middle of them all, there was a rose in a glass case. The rose spoke to him and asked him if he saw a Little Prince. Mr Crabzy told the rose that he was a Prince too but the rose was looking for a different one, with blond hair. Sounded like an interesting guy…
When there was enough fuel, Mr Crabzy said goodbye to Akis and got ready to depart. There was one last thing though…
-Akis! We have one more issue!
-What are you talking about? Everything is fine! I feel better, your spaceship is almost full and mummy is making chocolate cake tomorrow!
My hair is fine. I brush it all by myself now and even put a little bit of gel to get it just like my dad.
-Yes, well… they are interfering/
-Interfering. How can I explain… You know how sometimes you get funny noises on the tv or the radio that gets in the way of your favourite song or cartoon? Well, its pretty much the same only it means that my spaceship can’t take off.
-‘My hair is doing ALL that?’ said Akis and touched his head.
-Well, of course! Think of your hair like antennas and how altogether they are really powerful.
-Well, alright then, what do you suggest I do? Have a haircut?
-Actually, no matter how short you cut them they will still be in the way. We need to get rid of them. Only for a little bit! Until I manage to take off and leave you in peace. Then your hair will grow again!
-But I will be like grandad, when he walks near a light his head is really shiny!
-Yes, but yours will only be for a while! A couple of months tops! Oh, please, why do we need to make a big deal of something as silly as hair, I don’t know!
Akis thought about this for a few minutes and then agreed. Mr Crabzy was right, hair wasn’t as important for him to lose sleep about. His Grandma would knit a nice wooly hat, maybe he could even get her to choose the colours of his football team. Now that would be great! He wouldn’t even have to brush it for a while which wasn’t his favourite task.
The next day his hair started falling out. Akis could see sadness in his parents and his family’s eyes but he knew the reasons behind everything that was happening and he was happy that everything was going so well.
When all his hair fell out Mr Crabzy set off on his journey home! Akis stopped going to the hospital and went home and to his school, his football matches, his afternoons with his grandad. Sometimes he remembers how tiring it was to help his friend Me Crabzy but it didn’t matter anymore. He was now looking forward to the summer when he could go on the island and see Mr Crabzy’s family and hear stories all about him!