The logic went to the store with completely different intentions. But she saw it standing among the bright yellow pots and cookwares. They came all from Russia, explained the shopkeeper.
The teapot radiated, it had a peculiar yellow color and pink-red flowers all over its gleaming surface. It was made from cast-iron, with a nice latch and white from inside. There was a four-hole spout, like a strainer.
She snatched it and paid for it carelessly, was a cheap one.
Home she put him on the table and began looking it all around. There was a small defect, the cap didn’ t close tightly. She must hold it with a finger on the top of the cap when pouring the tea, she thought, otherwise it will fall down. Another everything was all fine and she considered how many cups of tea could be made. Four.
Here have to come four guests. I will make fruit tea, from dried pieces of fruit. It should be boiled longer to get the fragrance. It should not be served with honey but will be good with cinnamon biscuits. And what if I make Indian tea? If I have it, yes. And how looks the real Indian tea? Tea from sachets is too boring. A herbal tea, for example from camomile, I can not make here, because the holes will be jammed from the little leaves.
And who should I invite? And she rubbed her hands with satisfaction. There is someone. First of all, I think of Sadness. My friend. He would also enjoy it. I can make a cake – banana cake or apple pie. Or chocolate cake, not just tea. We will sit and chat drinking tea.
Then she remembered Great Despair and Little Despair. I'll invite them, and will serve them some dry biscuits to the tea.
I will invite, of course, also Time. But I have to buy Turkish delight for him. If I can find it. From a special place, from the square. There always you can see it on winter holidays. There are so many bonbons, from sugar, Turkish ones. And the Turkish delight is soo stretched, he-he.
Why don’t I invite Joy as well? She is very selfish and sometimes arrogant. Once, it was before, she didn’t drink a sip of thyme tea, did she ignore it? Asked me first – what kind is the tea?– herbal, thyme. She didn’t like it and didn’t take from crackers as well.
Logic looked again at Yellow Teapot, which was most defiantly standing on the colourful tablecloth. How beautiful you are, she said to herself, shining like the sun in your red flower pajamas.
She thought about it. Whether she has to owe this beautiful thing. There was another one in the store. There were two. Maybe she should buy the second also, and this one she gives as a gift. No, then it wouldn’t have place to shine. Let it shine in her house!
Yes, I will give it, she thought joyfully.
In fact, my Friend, my first thought was about you. When I saw this magnificent thing, I thought– what a beautiful gift I can make. And then, after I snatched it and took it out of the shop, I immediately decided for what kind of tea it is good. For your English tea from the standing blue box, with dried fruit pieces. You love collecting tea. Now you can make four cups at a time and invite guests to serve it to them.
How simple. Tea with cake.