It's amazing how much fun and rewarding is playing the ancient games of children, whether from my original world or in my adoptive one. AppleBloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and I played pilla pilla, hide and seek, tic tac toe with stones and sticks and many more games for hours.
The four of us were resting in the shade of a tree a stone's throw from my house, it still sounds strange to me but it is my house, and as ugly as it is I love it.
"What are you doing Laika?"
" I ? nothing ”
“ You were humming a song ”
“ I hadn't noticed ”
“ Why are you interrupting Scoots? It was a very nice melody "intervened SB
" Oh, thanks "I said blushing a little" Do you want me to sing it? "
"Yes please" The three said, now with their eyes fixed on me .
I coughed a couple of times to clear my voice and started singing
Serra de Mariola
Serra de Mariola
tota a floretes
tota a floretes sí
tota a floretes no
tota a floretes.
On van les 'socarrades'
On van les 'socarrades'
a fer boletes
a fer boletes sí
a fer boletes no
a fer boletes.
"What a cool song, it reminds me of Appaloosa" affirmed AppleBloom.
"You have a beautiful voice Laika" said SwettieBelle.
"I have not understood a word"
"Scootaloo!" the other two crusades shouted.
"You didn't understand because it was a song written in my mother's tongue" I said laughing a little at the reactions of the three fillies in front of me.
"What was the song about?"
“The song is about a beautiful mountain, full of flowers, aromatic and medicinal herbs, and rabbits. The people of my land are very fond of that mountain. ”
I still remember the walks with my friends along its trails and paths, resting in the shade of the pines after a long day of work and study, just as I am doing now.
"It is a tradition to visit the mountain on the eighth day of spring to eat sweet eggs, chocolate and fly kites with your family"
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Not far from there, at The School of Friendship
"Comets"
"What?"
"Someone has talked about kites in Ponyville"
"Starlight, I think you spend too much time with Pinkie Pie and Maud"
"Shut up Trixie"
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“Your home seems like a lovely place Laika. Do you know more songs? ” asked SB
"Many" Collecting and learning popular songs was one of my subjects in my Guardian studies.
"Sing us another" Scootaloo shouted
"Okay, okay" Pff, how loud
What song could I sing now? Mmmm Ha! I know!. I hope Klaus forgives me for singing his favorite song so badly, wherever he is.
“This song is written in the alaman language, which I don't master very well but I really like the song”
“Another language? How many languages do you know? ” AB asked with a sparkle of curiosity and admiration in his eyes
"Counting the one you made me learn magically this morning ... six, although normally I only use three"
"Very impressive, but you weren't going to sing?" Scootaloo asked, a little impatient.
“Oh yes, sorry, ahem ahem” a little flushed and closing my eyes to concentrate I started the second song
Die Verträge sind gemacht
Und es wurde viel gelacht
Und was Süßes zum Dessert
Freiheit, Freiheit
Die Kappelle rum–ta–ta
Und der Papst war auch schon da
Und mein Nachbar vorneweg
Freiheit, Freiheit
Ist die einzige, die fehlt
Freiheit, Freiheit
Ist die einzige, die fehlt
Der Mensch ist leider nicht naiv
Der Mensch ist leider primitiv
Freiheit, Freiheit
Wurde wieder abbestellt
Alle, die von Freiheit träumen
Sollten's Feiern nicht versäumen
Sollen tanzen auch auf Gräbern
Freiheit, Freiheit
Ist das Einzige was zählt
Freiheit, Freiheit
Ist das Einzige was zählt
When the last verse came out of my mouth I opened my eyes to see that the three fillies were looking at my butt.
"Hey! What are you doing!" I said retreating behind the tree just poking my head out.
"We were looking to see if you got your Cutie Mark in singing" said SB.
"But that doesn't seem to be the case," added AB.
"You sing so well it's rare that that's not your special talent," Scootaloo concluded.
"Cutie Marks? Special talent? What are you talking about? ”Suddenly the three of them were silent looking at me with an incredulous face, as if I had said something horrible.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders, Cutie Marks . ups, I think I screwed up and now I'm going to be burned at the stake for heretic.
Before they could react to my clear heresy, I came out from behind the tree and approached them speaking in the most effusive way possible
“Ah yes, of course, Cutie Marks, of course I know what they are, what happens is that in my country they are called otherwise "think think think" They are called Honor Tattoos "Perfect, flawless, genius . I'm so dead.
" Ugh, for a second I thought ya did not know what a Cutie Mark was "said AB, breaking the silence
" Me too.She get to tell us this a few years ago and we would have gone crazy "Confirmed Scootaloo , nodding her head
Seeing my face of being very lost SweetBelle spoke
" Years ago we created this club to try to get our Cutie Marks. We tried all kinds of things: Siege Engine building ,Potion making , hunting , baking , bowling , interdimensional travel.. Until one day we discovered that our special talent was helping other ponies find their Cutie Marks or rediscover what they mean. That day we got our Cutie Marks! ”
Before I knew it I had the three little girls putting their butts close to my face to show me their Cutie Marks. All three have a similar design of a tricolor shield, red, light pink and purple, with the only difference of the emblem in the center. Scootaloo has a purple pegasus wing with a pink stylized ray inside, Apple Bloom has an apple with a heart and finally Sweetie Belle has a star with a musical note.
Special talent. That is something I have never stopped to think about. What would my Cutie Mark be? In tongues? No, although for non-Guardians it seems that knowing 6 languages is a lot, I barely reach a medium level compared to other Guardians of the same age. Also, only four of those six languages are fluent.
Mechanical Engineering? Nor is it my forte. And to be honest, I have never fully enjoyed them. I only have History but that is useless now. If I want to keep my past hidden, my knowledge about the history of Sepharad is useless to me now.
Finding my special talent, something I am good at doing and that I enjoy doing it. That sounds… great, a good thing to do.Finding a new purpose for my new life….
“Cutie Mark Crusaders, would you help me discover my Cutie Mark?”