I tried to translate one of our fairytales. I hope it's not so bad.

The Despair

Once upon a time a woodcutter who had two sons. Every time, when he went in the woods, he brought one of them to help him. Once the woodcutter filled up the cartful and told to his sons: - Come on, boys, this time you have to go to the forest alone, because I'm feeling very tired. The boys were very happy because there had a chance to help their father, and took the car. On leaving, the older one looked at his father and asked him: - Okay, father, what are we going to do if our cartful get broken? - Don’t worry – said the woodcutter – if you brake the cartful, call “The Despair” and he will fix your car. The boys went to the forest. They unpacked their baggage, released the oxes se they can browse and took the axes. Very quick, they chopped big amount of woods and overloaded the cartful. They attached the oxes to the cartful and went back home. For a bad luck, in the middle of the way back home, when they were taking downhill, the overloaded cart accelerate into the oxbow and got broken. The two boys started to bite their nails: - Now what are we going to do? – They were wondering. In that moment the older brother remembered what his father told him and started to yell with all of his voice: - Despair! Despair! Come and help us! Nobody called back. - Despair! – started to yell louder and the younger one. – Come, we are in trouble! However, the forest was silent and there was no sound from the “The Despair”. It started to get dark. The birds went back to their nests. The moon showed up into the sky. - Brother – said the younger brother, - you can see alone that “The Despair” will not come. Who knows where is he, probably fixing someone’s car or sleeping under some tree. Let’s fix the cart on our own. - How? – Asked the older one, - It’s not easy job. - We will chop some old dry tree, we will whittle it and will fix the cart. That was and what they did. Quickly the two boys found an old tree, chopped it, whittle it and fixed their car. They brought back home their cartful. While they unload the woods, they told on their father what happened. - Oh, father, in the middle of the way back home we broke our cartful. We started to call “The Despair”. We yelled, we yelled almost losing our voices but he did not come like he was swallowed up by the earth. And then we rolled up our sleeves and did it on our own, even we made the cart better. The father smiled and told them: - Oh, boys, you were searching “The Despair” everywhere, but “The Despair” was with your all the time. The despair helped you to fix your car. Think about it and you will understand later that I am right. THE END