The author of the following story was my dear student Hellen. Part is fiction, part is fact. As you read, take a moment to think about how you yourself learned about love.— ❤️ Profe Gau.
The House and the Garden
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a big house and didn’t have any friends. Her parents didn’t have much time for her either. She played by herself.
The little girl was afraid of thunder, so she imagined a pretty world with a pink and yellow sky, where rainy days didn’t exist.
This little girl felt alone, so one day, she walked around her house and imagined a magical garden. But it didn’t have any plants or flowers in it. She didn’t understand why her home was so gray or why nothing grew there.
After school, she went to the garden and planted a little root that she found on her way back home. As time went on, a few plants began to appear.
One day, when her mother was having breakfast, the little girl told her about the garden. Her mother said they could have lunch there after she finished her workday. Then, she went to work and the little girl went to school.
At four in the afternoon, the little girl ran home to put a table in the garden before her mother arrived. So she waited for her mother for ten minutes, then twenty minutes, and forty minutes… but a whole hour later, she still wasn’t there.
The little girl fell asleep on the floor of the garden waiting and waiting and waiting.
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