The Diary Game || 2-04-26 ||Making a new shepherd from the old

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Rainy Day and the Splendor of the Room: The Story of My Bed

1. The Beginning of the Morning and the Noise of the Rain:
   Today I woke up early in the morning and the clouds were thundering outside. I was just about to start work when it started raining heavily. It was impossible to work outside in the yard, so I lifted the bed frame and brought it inside the room. The sound of rain was coming from the window of the room and I thought that today would be the day for this bed in this room.
   

1. Cutting Old Ropes (The Peace of the Room):
   After putting on a salam, I made a space in a corner of the room and started cutting the old brown rope. In the silence inside the room, only the sound of the rope being cut could be heard. I removed the old bed one by one and cleaned the wooden frame completely.
   

1. The Magic of Green and Purple Stripes:
   The weather outside was cloudy, but inside the room I decided to fill it with green and purple stripes. The glow of these stripes lit up the corner of the room. I tied the first knot and began my mission in earnest.
   

1. Laying the warp (lengthwise):
   In the fourth step, I started pulling the weft with all my might. Under the ceiling of the room, amidst the cool wind of the rain, I laid the weft on the lengthwise side. Tightening the weft with each turn was a laborious task, but the enthusiasm did not diminish.
   

1. My little helper (moving around the room):
   My son could not go outside because of the rain, so he also sat next to me in the room. Sometimes he would play with the bundle of weft and sometimes he would watch very carefully how Dad was doing all this. His presence made the work a game.
   

1. Starting the weaving (father and son together):
   Now it was the turn to lay the design. When I passed the purple weft over the green wefts, this new design was very striking with the colors of the carpet and bedspread in the room. My son also joined me, we both father and son were weaving it together.
   

1. That memorable selfie (room view):
   In the middle of the work, when the bed was half finished, I stopped and took a selfie. In the picture, the furniture of the room, my son and my hard work were clearly visible behind me. This picture was proof that no matter what the weather, if you have the courage, work never stops.Cousin Agia also made me work with him.

1. The strength of the tensioner and the final stitches:
   By evening, I had completed the last straps. I tightened the tensioner so skillfully that the entire bed became as strong as iron. The rain was still falling lightly outside, but my bed was ready inside.
   

1. The satisfaction of completing the work:
   When I tied the last knot, I stood at a distance and looked at my masterpiece. That old bed had now become the most beautiful thing in the room. My son started jumping on it happily, as if he had found a new toy
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1. Hot food and comfort:
   After a day of hard work, when hunger flared up, the table was set. There was a delicious potato and meat curry and warm bread in front of me. Sitting in the living room, listening to the sound of the rain and looking at the bed I had made, the meal I ate was truly a royal comfort.

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