I was betrayed by my best friend summary
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I was betrayed by a loved one, I was betrayed by my best friend. Unfortunately, we hear such statements quite often. Most often betray those in whom we have invested our soul. The pattern here is this: the more beneficence, the stronger the betrayal. In such situations, Hugo's statement is recalled: "I am indifferent to the knife blows of the enemy, but the pinprick of a friend is painful to me."
Many suffer mockery of themselves, hoping that the traitor's conscience will wake up. But what is not there cannot wake up. Conscience is a function of the soul, and the traitor does not have it. The traitor usually explains his act by the interests of the cause, but in order to justify the first betrayal, he commits the second, third, and so on ad infinitum.
Betrayal completely destroys the dignity of a person, as a result, traitors behave differently. Someone defends his behavior, trying to justify his deed, someone falls into a feeling of guilt and fear of impending retribution, and someone just tries to forget everything, without burdening himself with either emotions or thoughts. In any case, the life of a traitor becomes empty, worthless and meaningless.
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| 1 | We often hear words about betrayal loved one. Most often betray those in whom we have invested our soul. The pattern here is this: the more beneficence, the stronger the betrayal. The betrayal of a loved one hurts much more. |
| 2 | Many suffer mockery of themselves, hoping that the traitor's conscience will wake up. Conscience is a function of the soul, and the traitor does not have it. The traitor usually explains his act by the interests of the cause, one betrayal entails another. |
| 3 | Betrayal destroys the dignity of a person, as a result, traitors behave differently. But in any case, the life of a traitor becomes meaningless. |
devoted friend
One morning the old Water Rat leaned out of the hole. The duck taught her children to stand upside down in the pond ("If you don't learn to stand on your head, you will never be accepted into good society"). Water Rat: “Love is certainly a good thing, but friendship is much more sublime ... A devoted friend should be devoted to me.” Then Konoplyanka started the story about Devoted Friend.
Once upon a time there was a nice boy Hans. He was nothing like that, except for a kind heart and a funny, round, cheerful face. He had a garden, which he loved very much and where he grew flowers. Little Hans had many friends, but the most devoted was Big Gew the Miller. The rich miller was so devoted to him that every time he passed by he picked up a huge bouquet of flowers or stuffed his pockets with fruits. “Real friends should have everything in common,” he said. And Hans carefully wrote down the whole theory of friendship in a notebook. Naturally, the miller never thanked Hans in any way. In winter, he never visited him (“When a person has a hard time, it is better to leave him alone”) and did not call him to himself (“... there is nothing worse than envy in the world, it will spoil anyone .... I am his friend and will always make sure that he was not tempted.")
Finally, spring came and Melnik went to Hans for primroses. Hans wanted to sell them and buy back the wheelbarrow, which had to be mortgaged in the winter. But the miller took all the flowers (the basket was huge) and offered Hans his wheelbarrow as a present, although it was very broken. Hans said he had a board and would fix the wheelbarrow. Then the miller asked Hans, as a true friend to whom he was going to give a wheelbarrow, to repair a hole in his roof with this board. Hans, of course, agreed for the sake of a friend. The miller began to ask him for other "favors", because he would give him a wheelbarrow. Hans agreed to everything, but he simply did not have time to work in his garden.
One night the miller's child fell ill. It was necessary to go for the doctor, and there was a terrible storm outside. The miller asked Hans, but did not even give him a lantern (“... I have a new lantern, what if something happens to it?”). On the way back, Hans lost his way and drowned in a swamp. Everyone came to Hans' funeral because everyone loved him. But Melnik grieved most of all (“After all, I already, one might say, gave him my wheelbarrow and now I don’t know what to do with it: at home it only takes up space, and they won’t give anything to sell it, it’s so broken. From now on I will be more careful. Now no one will get anything from me. Generosity is always to the detriment of a person.")
The Water Rat did not understand the story and went to his room. “I'm afraid she's offended by me,” Linnet said. “…I told her a story with a moral. - What are you, this is a dangerous business! - Duck."
One morning the old Water Rat leaned out of the hole. The duck taught her children to stand upside down in the pond ("If you don't learn to stand on your head, you will never be accepted into good society"). Water Rat: “Love is certainly a good thing, but friendship is much more sublime ... A devoted friend should be devoted to me.” Then Linnet began the story of the Faithful Friend.
Once upon a time there was a nice boy Hans. He was nothing like that, except for a kind heart and a funny, round, cheerful face. He had a garden, which he loved very much and where he grew flowers. Little Hans had many friends, but the most devoted was Big Gew the Miller. The rich miller was so devoted to him that every time he passed by he picked up a huge bouquet of flowers or stuffed his pockets with fruits. “Real friends should have everything in common,” he said. And Hans carefully wrote down the whole theory of friendship in a notebook. Naturally, the miller never thanked Hans in any way. In winter, he never visited him (“When a person has a hard time, it is better to leave him alone”) and did not call him to himself (“... there is nothing worse than envy in the world, it will spoil anyone .... I am his friend and will always make sure that he was not tempted.")
Finally, spring came and Melnik went to Hans for primroses. Hans wanted to sell them and buy back the wheelbarrow, which had to be mortgaged in the winter. But the miller took all the flowers (the basket was huge) and offered Hans his wheelbarrow as a present, although it was very broken. Hans said he had a board and would fix the wheelbarrow. Then the miller asked Hans, as a true friend to whom he was going to give a wheelbarrow, to repair a hole in his roof with this board. Hans, of course, agreed for the sake of a friend. The miller began to ask him for other "favors", because he would give him a wheelbarrow. Hans agreed to everything, but he simply did not have time to work in his garden.
One night the miller's child fell ill. It was necessary to go for the doctor, and there was a terrible storm outside. The miller asked Hans, but did not even give him a lantern (“... I have a new lantern, what if something happens to it?”). On the way back, Hans lost his way and drowned in a swamp. Everyone came to Hans' funeral because everyone loved him. But Melnik grieved most of all (“After all, I already, one might say, gave him my wheelbarrow and now I don’t know what to do with it: at home it only takes up space, and they won’t give anything to sell it, it’s so broken. From now on I will be more careful. Now no one will get anything from me. Generosity is always to the detriment of a person.")
The Water Rat did not understand the story and went to his room. “I'm afraid she's offended by me,” Linnet said. “…I told her a story with a moral. - What are you, this is a dangerous business! - Duck."
