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This Russian version sent Galia Sh. (Israel). Today, I requested all friends to send only translated stories.
The stories translated to another languages .
Till now I history with translations failed.
People do not want to demonstrate their work with automatic translators.
A without translation, we will not publish written off someone texts.
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May 1, 2010
One steep programmer eventually disgusted codes and he decided finally to take a vacation.
He bought a ticket to one of the Caribbean cruises and prepared a great time.
In the way the ship was in a terrible storm and sank.
The man found himself beached on an uninhabited island with no food and no belongings.
Only bananas and coconuts.
Accustomed to a four-star, he had not the slightest idea what to do.
During four months he wandered around the island in hopes of finding salvation,
eating some bananas and coconuts, yearning for the old life
and vainly looking at the sea, hoping to wait for rescuers.
- I threw it to shore when the ship crashed.
- You are very fortunate to have close at this point was a boat.
I had no idea that someone else was saved. How many are you? - Asked the programmer.
- I am one, and the boat was not - nothing!
- Where did the boat?
- That was easy: I made it from that found on the island.
Paddles planed a branch of the rubber tree, the bottom - of palm trunks, and sides of the boat - from the eucalyptus wood.
- But this is impossible! How could you do it all with bare hands, without tools?
- Well, it's not a problem. I found a nearby deposit of iron ore.
Smelted iron, and made all the necessary tools. Well all right ... Where do you live?
The man was stunned. Feeling like a fool, he was forced to admit that most of the time just slept on the beach.
- Let us we will go with me? - Offered a woman.
A few minutes later, she moored boat near the small pier.
The man looked at the bank and almost fell.
From the landing was a cobblestone road to the elegant bungalows blue-white color.
While his companion tied the boat with the help of well dressed hemp rope,
he just blankly staring straight ahead, unable to utter a word. When they went to the bungalow, on the way a woman casually
dropped:
- It's not much, but I call him home.
- Sit down! Would you like to have a drink? - Asked the woman, when they went inside.
- Oh, no, thanks. I can not drink this coconut milk - the man said, staying in stupor.
- Yes, I too decided to take a break. And what about Pina Colada?
The man was stunned and did not know what to say.
They sat on the sofa, drinking and telling each other their history.
Then the woman said she wanted to change into something more comfortable.
And she offered the man climb into the bathroom, take a shower and shave.
Standing, the man actually found and shower, and a razor made from bone and skillfully sharpened shells.
- This is a tremendous woman, he muttered in utter confusion ... - And what will happen next?
Later, he found the woman semi-nude for the dinner table.
From her elegant attire proceeded subtle scent of jasmine. It was a real romantic dinner.
She offered to sit down beside her, then clung to him, touching his foot to his leg and whispered:
- We have so long lived on this island alone.
You were so lonely ... Is there something I'm sure you would like to do right now.
The things you've been dreaming all these months, she said, looking him straight in the eye.
He could not believe my ears. All his dreams were ready to be filled in one day!
- Do you mean: - he swallowed, his eyes filled with te
One day,the man was lying, as usual, on the shore, indulging in despair, and suddenly the corner of his eye noticed some movement. It was a boat, the oars which sat the most beautiful woman of all whom he had ever seen.
- Where are you from? And how did you get here? - Said the man, not believing his eyes.
- I swam with the other side of the island, - the woman answered, ars. - Can I really here to check my e-mail?
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