WARNING: READ PART ONE, TWO, THREE AND FOUR FIRST
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At first it was all strange. Their new parents were gentle and loving. Each sister had her own room with so many stuffed animals, colorful walls, princesses or clouds on their bedcoverings. They were all tucked in on their own beds every night after their new mother or father read a story from a beautiful book with lots of colorful pictures. But as soon as their new parents went back downstairs, Guddi and Hema tiptoed to Reshma’s room and all three slept huddled together in her single bed. The sisters discovered new parks with swings that did not squeak, went to large buildings with so many shops where they bought new clothes, toys and books and to museums where they could see and play with so many interesting things. They saw so many lakes and even went on a boat ride. They went to a very big school with so many children that had blue or green eyes and very light hair. Schoolwork was hard and their parents helped them with homework every day. Hema had a very hard time with her numbers and dad patiently explained. Guddi got all the words confused in her books and mom helped her read them. Reshma kept her distance and watched over her sisters. Then one day, just when they started to see the magic of trees changing into beautiful colors, they went to a meeting. There they saw lots of children who looked like them who had parents of lighter skin and blond hair. There were also some adults who looked like the adults at the orphanage. These adults talked to the group about Diwali, the festival of lights. Reshma knew all about it but her new parents did not. When they went home that day, her parents asked her questions and wanted to know more about other festivals and of the land she came from. Reshma educated her parents with pride and hugged as hard as she hugged her grandmother the night of Guddi’s birth. Genuine smiles began to appear on all their faces and stayed there for longer times. They were afraid to sleep for fear of waking up on the cold sidewalk and realizing this new life was all a dream.
2 comments:
Such a touching story! You transported us into the three girls' lives. Glad the ending was a happy one :).
PC
Great story. ''
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