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The flowing sadness Children have a special ability
“She is someone whose life we are trying to rescue. Maybe she might be safe here” explained Aerial in a short answer. She paused and stared down at Loathefiya who was standing sadly. “Is she alright? Does she have a fever?” asked Beneatha. “Yes, she is fine But I can’t tell what has happened to her. She might grow worried. It mostly petrifies her. I don’t wish to repeat her past by narrating it.” replied Aerial. “Why so worried? She won’t understand us. She is too young to do that, right?” reminded Beth her statement that children don’t know much unless you teach them nonstop, “They have fish memory.” she shrugged. The other ladies giggled at her words. “It may be true my girls,” said the teacher acknowledging them, “but you must never underestimate children’s sense. They may not be able to talk much yet, they know a lot. Including this little girl, she can understand us though she may not be able to speak up. Children of age under six have a strong ability to learn and understand
The flowing sadness The story of Beth and Beneatha.
The story begins when the parents of Beth and Beneatha were living happily in a big house. They had all resources required for their whole lifetime. Happiness, Love, food, drinks, comfort beds, gracefulness, simplicity, Gardens, pets, trees, everything surrounding them as these girls loved all. They were the princess who thanked all and never complained. Days were bright like summers so, were the nights glowing like moons for them. Life was wonderful and a blessing. It was always a smile for them. However, just as the saying: “Every good thing has a bad thing.” So was played here. The only mistake this family did was sharing. They shared their happiness with a family friend, relatives, and a cousin. They didn’t realize that some could be toxic. Similar to twin fairies, these two sisters sprinkled their love and toys with them. They would love their visits, share their exam scores with their friends, and open wide robes full of dresses sprinkled just for them. They never
The flowing sadness A father's roar and mother's tears
“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU TRASH!!!” were the harsh words of her husband right after the mother dropped her pen. After the signup, the three girls were kicked out of their mansion under the orange sunset. He threw some clothes into a suitcase, zipped it, and threw it in front of their feet adding up, “My wife is waiting for me in my room. I don’t wish to keep her waiting by hanging around silky and dirty girls like you all.” “WHAT?!” shocked the mother out of her skin, “You made me do it when she was already there?! Does this mean that you had already signed the second marriage? This is insane you did not even ask for my suggestion or permission. Why that rudeness?” “ENOUGH OF ALL THAT RULES!” yield the father at her as he moved inside the gate, “I do not need to keep asking for permissions or choices of yours anymore. You are a useless woman who only stays at home and waits for what I would get from the outside for you. Rather a strong woman would step out of her door and fight
The flowing sadness Thrown in the street.
“Mother… mother…. Mama..” called Beth, trying to walk along her side as she felt her arms being dragged to move out faster. “MAMA!” called Beneatha her first girl but, the mother did not care to listen to a word. Both looked at each other helplessly, almost near to crying when suddenly Beth slipped off her palm and fell on the floor with her first. “MAMAMAMA!!! AAAA!!!” burst the child in tears, yelling in fear. “SIS!!” called her elder sister as she left her mother’s hand and ran back to her. “WAAA BENAETHA! BENAETHA!!” cried the girl in sadness, “MAMA LEFT US! SO DID DAD!” she lay on the floor weeping in front of her sister. “It’s okay..” sobbed Beneatha trying to comfort her sister by stroking her head when immediately she also started crying. “Sister… please don’t cry” sobbed her elder sister when the little one tried to keep herself down as she stared at her from her position. “I just….. I just can’t imagine what happened…. I feel scared with all this but…” She gazed at he
The flowing sadness Patience verses stubborn
“We shall take these two girls in our custody and wait for a while until someone arrives asking for these girls.” Suggested the policeman. He looked down at them with a gentle smile. But, the girls did not trust him as they grew panicked, They did understand everything that the surroundings were talking about which made them realize that someone was going to take them. When the policeman presented his hand requesting to come along. This stunned both the girls. He said, “Come with me to the police station. You shouldn’t stay here. It will get colder tonight. You two might catch a cold. Come to the police station.” “WHAT?! NO!” exclaimed Beth, “WHERE ARE YOU TRYING TO TAKE US?” “Do not be afraid.” Calmed the policeman girl, using as much low voice as he can, “We can care for you two until some…...” “NO!” argued the child with him, “WE ARE NOT LONELY! WE HAVE EACH OTHER! NO NEED TO TALK TO US OR TAKE US ANYWHERE! LEAVE US ALONE!” she yelled at him at the top of her voice. “Be
The flowing sadness "Come let's go..."
MAMA!!! MAMA! This is the word that is always running through our tongues when whenever fear captures us and we are unable to understand how to react. This word is especially running on children’s tongues. For Beth, she was nonstop whispering this word, as she kept weeping. Behind her, Beneatha could only watch her helplessness. A man asked the policeman, “Can’t we do something?”. The officer just stared as he stood in dumb. No clue as to what he should answer. Everyone could only stare at the girl, who was locked to the street light’s pole. If they tried to move her slightly, she would scream like a monster, arguing to let her go. If they tried to explain to her, she won’t listen. Not to mention, she also refused to hear her sister Everyone was puzzled on their own. Some thought of helping, finding some ideas while others simply watched. Though, it may seem that it’s not their business however a natural ratio was erupting here that was not to ignore a helpless child. Pe
The flowing sadness "I tried to be strong... for you."
“Where do you think she must have gone?” asked Beth as she held onto her sister’s palm. “We just need to walk straight ahead. Perhaps, she might be nearby somewhere…” answered Beneatha with a smile at her sister. Her voice sounded cheering as she paced in front of her with back toward the girl. In reality, her expression was turning pale. She was shivering with every step as her heartbeat was pumping twice. Due to sped beat, she sweated buckets all over her structure. Her hand was slipping yet, she tighten her grip on her sister. She said inwards, “I need to stay calm. If I panicked, my sister would turn crazy from fear. We are both in trouble. We both are scared but, for my sister, I need to stay strong..” Under the night, in a quiet street, where the yellow street light glowed the road, the two little girls paced side by side, holding hands as their tiny feet carried them into nowhere. Fear conquered them. Hopelessness drew an endless path for their search. Worries made th
The flowing sadness "I was too stubborn..."
There is a saying that goes: {Our parents leave us early, and our guardians and spouse respond to us late but, our siblings are the only ones who stay by our side.} A statement similar to this one was displayed for the two sisters. Even though their mother had left them and gone somewhere, these two sisters were the wall and roofs remaining for each other. Thou, both were arguing among themselves however, tears, a symbol of flowing sadness, cooled down their rage of ignorance among them. As a result, making them stay as a shadow of each other. As Beneatha went on weeping, Beneatha grew surprised and said inwards, “I…. I did not know that even my brave sister could cry like that….” Her shoulders drowned as she continued, “I know she was always the bravest and the kind-hearted one to us, especially to me… She would always encourage me when I felt failure, and stay by my side to heal my wounds. She was always there to clear up my tears if someone hurt me and would always smile f
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