“He will stand up alone. It’s not that bad,” he said coldly.
But Ana left the formation and ran straight to the wounded soldier.
He needs medical attention.
“Go back to your post immediately!” cried the colonel.
“First we have to help him.
Dozens of soldiers heard those words.
For the colonel, that response was a public humiliation. No one had ever dared to challenge his authority before all unity.
A few days later he decided to teach him a lesson.
He ordered all the soldiers to be reunited again in the courtyard and, when they were trained, he called Ana in front.
The young woman advanced with serenity. His long dark braid almost reached his waist. Everyone knew how important it was for her to take care of her hair.
Then the colonel pulled out some big scissors.
A nervous murmur ran through the rows. Some immediately understood what was about to happen.
Ana remained motionless.
The colonel held his braid and said with a firm voice, so that everyone would hear him:
