Once upon a time a boy named Krzysiu lived in Cracow. He was a nice boy but a bit spoilt by his doting parents. He didn't care about throwing rubbish anywhere he wanted. He didn't keep off the grass in beautiful parks in the city even though it was forbidden. His parents turned a blind eye to  numerous remarks from people and said that he was just 8 years old.

    During his walk in the park something really strange happend which had a great impact on Krzysiu behaviour. It was sunny, warm and lovely summer day. Krzysiu was running through the park carefree as was his wont. He didn't pay any attention to flowers and grass stepping on them and crushed them completely. When he was running like that, he stumbled on a rock or something hard, tripped over and fell down flat to the ground. But his fall was quite unusual.

  Suddenly he woke up, opened his eyes slowly. Probably he was lying on the grass because he touched the blades of it. Krzysiu wanted to stand up but he got stuck somehow.... so  he couldn't rise.... and he couldn't even move . Instead of his legs, he just saw a stalk, which looked like a part of a flower.

    A bit later the sun set and it was dark. Children came to the park slowly. Can someone help me, please! Here I am down in the grass!! shouted the boy but noone could hear him because everyone had a wonderful time. Although there were rubbish bins all around, the kids threw the rubbish on the grass, flowers and what is worse on him, too. Under the cover of a food packaging, he realized he was exactly like them and did the same thing earlier so he started to feel guilty and regretted all he did before.