Story!
MY 1st PAPER BOAT!
Here is a story about my favourite paper boat where I get to know the pain of losing it due to an unexpected circumstance!
CHARACTERS:
⭐ Swetha- a 10 year old girl(narrator of the story)
⭐ Lisa- Swetha's step mother.
⭐ Lucy- Swetha step sister- 12 year old girl.
⭐ Savitha- Swetha' s real mother
Thinking back about my childhood days now, it's really absurd and and a nostalgia feeling! Right now I am a high school student who just wants to pursue my dreams. Its like I went through my childhood days by an actual time machine as my memory about my childhood is just that much vivid! Well.....wanna hear my story, guys?
I was studying in my 6th grade and nearly knew nothing about the outside world. My mother, Savitha died in an unexpected event, being a reporter. Nevertheless, she was a kind and wonderfull mother that I had cherished so much despite getting her hands full on work everytime. However, I became quite lonely, after my mother passed away. My father married someone who was an Anglo Indian and her name was LISA. What could I even expect from my step mother? After all, she had her own daughter to take care of. Unfortunately, Lisa's daughter became my older sister who was stubborn, short tempered, and a person who longs for other's stuff, once she sets her mind to it. I must say she always had some nerve to make poor souls shed tears terribly!
One fine day, I was completely bored and was staring at the lifeless skies. Being in solitude is one thing, but getting bored really left me annoyed. Everything around me commenced to lose its colours. And my father was always away doing business overseas. I had no one to play with and even a soul to strike the conversation. But this was only till when my step mother finally came forward to talk with me one day. Astonishingly she asked me in a depressing tone,"Are you lonely, dear?" Back then, I didn't know what to answer or how to answer. Ofcourse, I was lonely but how am I supposed to express it? I stayed silent for a while and then she raised a question again, " if you are not too busy, would you mind accompanying me in making some paper boats?" I was in a state of bewilderment! No one ever asked me to make paper boats with them nor accompanied me in doing. I just nodded my head and she held my hand warmly and took me and my sister to a riverside with some colour papers. I was actually wondering why would she take me to a riverside to make paper boats. Then, I made some paper boats with my step sister and my mother lisa. I was shocked at the sight that she too got immensely involved in making paper boats. She then exclaimed, " Woah... what a beautiful paper boat, dear!", looking at my handmade paper boats. Somehow being with her, calmed my heart.
The next minute, she grabbed some of my boats and slowly dropped them in the river one by one. The paper boats was actually moving really fast and in a steady manner, without sinking in the water. I was glimmering with a smile due to astonishment. I had made a lots of paper boats before, but nothing really felt like the real one. That time, I felt that it was the first paper boat that I had made perfectly.
Watching all this , my older sister got jealous and threw all of my paper boats away in the flowing water. Everything sank into the water and nothing was left. I started crying and making a fuss over it. But my step mother came forward and told me to strech out my hands. Looking at my hands gently, she said," You have such flawless hands, dear! Why don't you try to make one again and make it float on the water?" She gave me a blissful smile after saying it. The surroundings around me actually turned into bewitching colours right after that. I was no longer crying over a boat, when I understood I could actually make countless of them. Fortunately, my step mother didn't scold my older sister horribly for her wrong doing. Well... She actually became my real mother after that incident. My solitude faded away!
Now and then, we( my mother and I)would make paper boats to cherish that memory of childhood days. My first ever handmade boat which floated on water, made me to understand my mother's heart, Lisa who was actually an angel, appeared to cover the black hole in my heart!!
The end.......
- Swetha.