El Senyor Trist / Mister Sad

Ei gent! Bon dia, com esteu?

Jo estic molt bé, esperant que el meu compi torni.

Avui us vull parlar del Senyor Trist. Jo no el conec personalment però sembla que ell a mi sí. L'havia vist algunes vegades a les notícies amb altre gent però mai li havia dedicat gaire atenció.
Això va ser ahir després de sopar (arròs amb pollastre, clar!). Jo m'estava fent la manicura al sofà i de sobte va aparèixer ell, el Senyor Trist. Pel que vaig veure deu ser algú important perquè li van posar el nom d'Honorable President de la Generalitat de Catalunya, però aquest nom és massa llarg, o sigui que li seguiré dient Senyor Trist. Aquell home em mirava d'una manera fixa i esperançada directament a mí. Em va explicar tot un munt de problemes, sembla que les coses no li acaben d'anar bé i espera que jo, amb el meu treball i el meu sentit de la responsabilitat, l'ajudi a resoldre els seus problemes. Sembla que ha tingut un mal any i que l'any que vé encara li pinta pitjor. Però que coi vol que hi faci jo? Jo ahir tenia un problema amb la caca i me'l vaig haver d'arreglar jo soleta, i quan vaig estripar el llitet també em vaig espavilar; que s'espavili el Senyor Trist també!
Va estar parlant de la Crisi, primer em pensava que devia ser la seva gosseta però es veu que no, que feia referència a que les coses no van bé. Llavors vaig reflexionar i vaig mirar al meu voltant... de què parlava el Senyor Trist??? El llitet era al seu lloc, hi havia totes les meves joguines (el burret, la piloteta rosa, la pilota verda i groga, el nus, el mocador, l'os de calci, la cuixa de pollastre que fa "mec-mec" i les meves dues tovalloles), i jo estava al sofà amb el meu compi i fent-me la manicura... tot estava com sempre... de què parlava el Senyor Trist??? Me n'hauré d'informar més d'això de la crisi.

He sentit dir que avui s'acaba l'any. Per mi és la primera vegada, o sigui que ja us explicaré què tal l'experiència...
Us vull desitjar molta sort a tots i un feliç 2009.

Ei, timbre!!! Cuideu-vos!

Petonets a totes i tots.

Hi people! Good morning, how are you?

I am very fine, waiting for my flatmate to come back home.

Today I would like to talk to you about Mister Sad. I don't know him in person but it seems that he knows me very well. I had seen him several times on TV news but I had never payed attention to him.
Eevrything happened after having dinner (chicken and rice, of course!). I was doing my nails on the sofa and suddenly he appeared, Mister Sad was there. I thought that he must be a very important man because he was called Honorable President of the Generalitat of Catalonia, but this name is too much long, so I will continue calling him Mister Sad. That man was seeing directly to me with his eyes full of hopeness. He explained to me a lot of problems, it seems that his life is not going well, and he hopes that I, with my hard working and my sense of responsibility, help him to sort out his problems. It seems that he has passed a very bad year nad that on the new year his problems will get worst. But... What this man want me to do??? Yesterday I had a constipation problem and I sorted it out by myself, and when I broke my old bed I did it by myself too. Now is his turn to do it by himself!!!
He was talking about the Crisis, first I thought that maybe it was his doggie, but finally I understood that he was talking about things are not going well. Then I was seeing arround me... what was Mister Sad talking about? My bed was in its place, all my toys were there, my two towels were there, my flatmate were there and I was doing my nails on the sofa... everything seemed to be as usual.... what was Mister Sad talking about? I must seek more information about the Crisis...

I have heard that this year is ending today. For me this is the first time, I will explain to you how about the experience...
I wish you good luck and a very happy 2009.

Oh, buzzer!!! Keep well!!!

Kisses to everybody.