(miniflash story)

Once, my grandfather decided to plant turnips. He went out into the garden and saw a shady tree. Grandfather sat down in the shade to rest a little before work, to gain strength. He rested, took a shovel and dug a round bed. Then he planted turnips and sat down again in the shade waiting for the plants to grow. And the turnip got huge!

Grandfather spat on his hands and began to pull it, but he was already been old, his legs and arms hurt, his lower back was falling off, he couldn’t pull it out. I called my grandmother. They pulled together, but it didn`t work again.

They had to tear their beloved granddaughter, my elder sister, away from correspondence on the social networks and called for help.

The granddaughter arrived, indignant that she was prevented from taking a new selfie. But there was nothing to do. I joined to help them too, and we pulled the gigantic turnip together.

Tired, we fell under a shady tree, and the turnip kept on growing and growing. After that, my Granddad noticed Zhuchok, our big shaggy dog. He ran closer, cheerfully waving his tail. Everyone grabbed each other and started pulling again.

However, it didn’t work again! Then we decided to call the cat, Murka. However, Zhuchok refused to deal with the cat, threatening to bite her, and the cat, in her turn, tried to grab Zhuchka’s tail in response. I calmed them down, doing the work of a manager-mediator. Somehow, they agreed, being promised to get a share of the harvest. But even with such a staff we failed to drag the turnip out!

The last hope remained — Misha Mouse. He had just returned from a bodybuilding competition. All together we called Misha, gathered all our strength, took a selfie (my sister made a Hollywood smile) and hauled out all turnips! Without thinking twice, Misha Mouse grabbed all turnips in his paws, threw them in his pickup, and rushed to the market to sell them.

P.S. All of us got the share and it was just. So, don`t be afraid to ask your friends and folks to help you. Crowdsourcing often works.