MY NAME IS
FLOWER
People call me Flower, yes
because I grow as a big beautiful girl in my small village. Only that name that
I could have. I have no parent, no Mother, No Father, no others or even
siblings who know who I am. Don’t ask me with whom I live, I am one and only.
This is a small village, a
village in Germany. I don’t want people give a pity to me. None of them can do
it. I live and life with a bad condition. When I was a 5 years, a family called
Parker family brought me to their home from the social house. I remembered it.
They said to the staff to care me and love me like their own child. Because
they don’t have a child.
Everything was going to be well
as I wished. They love me and care me. But an unexpectedly moment took them
from me. They got accident after went from their office. Both of them. It was
so strange for me, when I was 10. It was not fair, said me to the God.
After that moment a new life had
changed. No one wanted to take me home, wanted to care me. But for me it was
okay. My parent, I meant real parent, even my real mom throwed me up to the
social house. A place for them who cannot accept to parent’s life. At least I
got it from the staff.
Walking alone, eating alone, and
live in the streets. Like street boys. I got food from the trash, a bin, or
from people who kindly giving a food. When I was 12, I could work. I could do
some little work that not all child did like me. You know which I did? I was a
secondhand dealer. The things in the street that I found I collect them. Sell it
the big house. And get the money. In the time, I found Patrick star, he is a
nice boy. We live in the street. He prays as muslim, we work together. We do
many things together.
8 years had been a great days. I
got my money from 1 cen, 2 euros, big, and even big. You know that after that
time how much money I had have? 1000 euros? So what do you think by this money?
Eating? By house? Buy a new car? Or buy anything that make you fun.
No, it was not me. I buy a land,
and build a small place named cafe. I love eating. So I could taste which good
food, which is not. I only sell a bread. Nothing special in small village in
Germany. But I do not know why, People
love my bread, I become rich.
This moment does not make mind
blind, I know who I was before. My 50 percent of my money is served for street
boys. You still remembered Patrick? He is my husband now. We live together.
Love each other.
The ends.
Mouse Deer and
Crocodile
One
day, Mouse Deer went down to the river to take a drink. But he knew that the crocodile
might be waiting underwater to eat him, so he said out loud. “I wonder if the
water’s warm. I’ll put in my leg and find out.” Of course Mouse Deer didn’t put
in his leg. He picked up a stick instead and put one end into the water.
Chomp…! Crocodile grabbed the stick and pulled it underwater. Mouse Deer
laughed. “Ha… ha…ha… Stupid crocodile! Can’t you tell the difference between a
stick and a leg?” Then Mouse Deer ran off to drink somewhere else.
In
the next day, Mouse Deer wanted to cross the river. He wanted to eat the fruits
on the other side of the river. He saw a floating log in the river. He knew
that Crocodile looked like a log when he floated. Mouse Deer didn’t want to be
eaten by Crocodile when he crosses the river. He had an idea. He called out
loud, “Crocodile!” Crocodile rose from the water, “Hello, Mouse Deer. Have you
come to be my lunch?” Mouse Deer smiled. “Sorry, not today, Crocodile. I have
orders from the King. He wants to invite all the crocodiles in this river to a
party. He wants me to count all the crocodiles so he could prepare enough meal
for you.”
“Really…?
Tell us what to do,” said Crocodile. “You must line up from this side of the
river to the other side,” said Mouse Deer. Crocodile then got all his friends
and family. They lined up across the river. Mouse Deer then jumped onto
Crocodile’s back. “One,” he counted. He jumped onto the next crocodile, “Two.”
And the next crocodile, “Three.” Mouse Deer kept jumping until he arrived on
the other side of the river. “How many are there?” asked Crocodile. “Just
enough,” said Mouse Deer. He laughed as he ran to the forest.***
Love Comes from
A Friendship
I
had never felt a first love even when I was studying at the University. I do
not know why it happened, maybe because I had too much to learn when in Senior
in High School so I’d never find a love that was truly memorable. When the
initial study at the university, the love did not come because I was busy with
a variety of activities on campus and was eager to pursue high score at the
class. I was also not interested in girls around me or had a curiosity to know
a woman.
At
the beginning of university entrance, there was actually a girl who looked to
have interest in me. She started to give a short message essentially that
wanted to know me more. He continued to greet me through the short message.
Oddly, she did not mention her real name and only mentions Initials. I was used
to respond to a text message without knowing the identity of the person
sending. Several times I talked to her about a few things through the short
message. However, I had a sense of boredom with the situation and was eager to
find out her real name.
I
do not like the little people who continue to conceal the identity and so
curious to know. One time, I got to know her because I called her by phone. I
was not far from her, and she realized that I was on the phone. She was very
shy and did not want to say hello again to me via text message on mobile phone.
After
that happening, I no longer found things related to love and I did not have
interest about love. My friends say that I had changed and got to know a woman.
They even made a fun of me by saying that I did not have the ability to pick up
a woman. But, I did not care about anything they say. For me, a love comes in a
beautiful way and should not be imposed.
One
time, I found the first love and a true love of my life. The woman who became
my first love was my a classmate but we had not known each other very well.
When in the class, we only just greeted each other and did not have any
interest. Though we were in a class almost every day and engaged in the same
lesson. There was a story that is so unique and our friends did not believe
when we were in love because we had been in the same class within 2 years.
The
love was rising up when we are sitting close together in a place and there was
one of our friends started teasing each other as if we liked. At first, we felt
ashamed because it continued teasing. However, from that teasing, I kept
getting a sense of confusion. I kept thinking about her every day even in every
single time in my life.
Then,
I began to know her through a text message that I sent. When the first short
message sent, I got a response and I kept talking to her through a text message
on mobile phone. I found hard to sleep and kept thinking about her. Finally, I
decided to express love to her, and she received with a very happy feeling. Up
to now, I became her life companion and want to continue to be close until
death separates us.
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