This
story is for the kids across globe.
WE LIVED IN A LITTLE
HOUSE ON A VALLEY. THERE WAS DENSE OF WOOD CLOSE TO THE VALLEY AND ON THE
RIGHT SIDE A RANGE OF MOUNTAINS. I ENJOYED CLIMBING THE MOUNTAINS AND VIEWING
THE VALLEY FROM THE WOODS, SITTING ON TOP OF A TREE. IF ANY STRANGER ENTERING
INTO THE VALLEY I WAS THE FIRST TO KNOW.
WE LEAD A HAPPY LIFE.
WE RECEIVED RAIN AND SUN, ADEQUATELY IN EVERY SEASON. OUR STORES WERE ALWAYS
FULL OF GRAINS. WE HAD ENOUGH WATER TO CULTIVATE AND WE EVEN SOLD THE EXCESS
GRAINS TO THE OUTSIDERS WHO OFTEN VISITED OUR VALLEY.
MY FATHER USED TO
WORK AT A FARM IN A VILLAGE NEXT TO THE VALLEY, OWNED BY A LANDLORD, WHEN THERE
WAS NO CULTIVATION TO LOOK AFTER. UNFORTUNATELY THE LANDLORD WAS UNKIND TO HIS
WORKERS. NO WORKER WAS HAPPY WORKING THERE, INCLUDING MY FATHER.
ONE DAY HE MET A KIND
ENTREPRENEUR WHO VISITED THE FARM FOR A BUSINESS MATTER AND WAS FROM SPAIN. MY
FATHER WAS OFFERED A JOB AS A FARM-KEEPER. HIS JOB WAS TO LOOK AFTER PONIES. THE
KIND ENTREPRENEUR OWNED A HUGE YARD OF PONIES AND HORSES.
MY FATHER TOLD ME
THAT EVERY PONY HAS HAD A NAME; SUPER WIND, STRONG EARTH, MASSIVE RAIN, SPEED
HUNTER INCLUDING VERY ACTIVE FREEDOM. THERE WERE MANY OTHERS AS WELL, I CAN’T
RECALL THEIR NAMES RIGHT NOW.
I LIKE ITS LONG
SWINGING TAIL. IT DIDN’T LIKE TO LIVE A
CAGED LIFE. ALTHOUGH THERE WAS A FENCE AROUND OUR LAND, IT LIVED FREELY BECAUSE
WE DIDN’T TIE IT OR LOCKED IT INSIDE ANY ROOMS OR HALLS.
I HAVE SEEN HORSES
AND PONIES WHO USED TO GO ACROSS OUR VALLEY WITH THEIR MASTERS. EVER SINCE I
WANTED TO OWN A PONY.
ON ONE FRESH MORNING OF
SUMMER, MY FATHER RETURNED HOME., ONE WEEK PRIOR TO HIS OFFICIAL VACATION.
“GUESS
WHO CAME WITH OUR FATHER?”
“IT
WAS FREEDOM WHO CAME WITH HIM”.
FREEDOM WAS THE BEST
EVER GIFT I EVER RECEIVED FROM MY FATHER.
HE KNEW HOW TO DEAL
WITH PONIES. HE TAUGHT ME HOW TO TAKE CARE OF THE FREEDOM. I HAD A COMPANION
SINCE THEN. A GOOD TRUSTWORTHY ONE. SINCE FREEDOM CAME INTO THE VALLEY TO OUR
FAMILY I DIDN’T HAVE TO BOTHER ABOUT NOT HAVING MANY FRIENDS AROUND OR NEAR ME,
NEAR THE VALLEY WE LIVED. WE TOGETHER WALKED, RAN ACROSS THE VALLEY, IN THE
WOOD, CLIMBED THE MOUNTAINS SO HAPPILY.
AS YOU ALL VERY WELL
KNOW, THE PONIES CAN'T TALK. BUT THERE WAS A PARTICULAR WAY THAT I USED TO
COMMUNICATE WITH IT.
WHENEVER I SAY SOMETHING,
IF IT AGREES TO IT, IT USED TO SHAKE HIS HEAD FRONTWARD. IF IT DISAGREE IT SHAKES
HIS HEAD LEFT AND RIGHT. IF IT CONFUSED WITH THE QUESTIONS I ASK OR THINGS I
SAY, IT USED TO STAY QUITE.
ABOUT A WEEK LATER,
MY FATHER WENT BACK TO SPAIN TO ACCOMPLISH HIS DUTIES.
ON A PARTICULAR
SUNDAY MY BROTHERS, SISTER AND MY MOTHER WENT TO THE CHURCH EXCEPT ME. I WAS NOT
WELL, SO I HAD TO STAY AT HOME.
ABOUT A COUPLE OF
HOURS LATER THAT THEY LEFT THE HOUSE, I HEARD A BIG VEHICLE FULL OF MEN WITH
WEAPONS ENTERING OUR LAND.
“COLLECT
EVERY SINGLE GRAIN THEY HAVE”
A PERSON WITH A BIG
BEARD ORDERED THE OTHER MEN IN A TUFT UNKIND VOICE.
“OY
LAD COME HERE, BRING EVERY GRAIN, BREAD YOU HAVE.”
“I
CAN’T GIVE YOU ANYTHING. THERE IS ONLY A FEW GRAINS LEFT UNTIL MY FATHER
RETURNS FROM WORK.”
HE DIDN’T EVEN BOTHER
TO LISTEN TO WHAT I WAS TELLING. HE EVEN DRAGGED ME FROM WHERE I WAS STANDING. I
SCREAMED FOR HELP BUT THERE WAS NO ONE IN THE VALLEY BECAUSE ALL WERE AT THE
CHURCH.
THEY TOOK EVERYTHING
WE HAD. MY COIN BOX, A VALUABLE BOOK NAMED ‘LIBERTYFULL ISLAND’, AND MY
FREEDOM.
I KNOW HOW TO
RECOGNIZE IT, FREEDOM. AND I KNOW WHO TOOK IT AWAY FROM OUR FAMILY, OUR VALLEY,
AND FROM OUR LAND.
MY OBJECTIVE OF LIFE
NOW IS TO SOMEHOW FIND FREEDOM. TO FIND IT I NEED TO TRAVEL IN SEARCH OF THE
PERSON WHO STOLE IT.
I WANT TO BRING IT
BACK TO OUR LAND, VALLEY.
To be continued……………..
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