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The New ORVA 5 Magazine First Issue
By Mariam Qudoos
Includes Games , Stories, and More
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Section #1
Stories
Section #1 Stories
Contents 1. The Boy Who Wasn’t There 2. The Goose Girl 3. The Girl and the Spider 4. Anger and Love – Emotional Mistake 5. The Large Tree
The Boy Who Wasn’t There It all begun many years ago on a cold and windy day in December. The waves were beating against the shore of the rocky coast of New England. Sarah was sitting in the bay window of a big house, looking out the gray sky. She was playing with her friends, Punch and Polly. They were puppets. Sarah wished she had a real friend to play with. There were no other children nearby, and she had not made any friends at
Boarding school either. Now that she was home for winter vacation, she felt very lonely. “ I want to go outside” said Punch “ I want to go to the beach”. “ It’s to cold and windy” said Polly. “ Nonsense” said Punch “ The wind is fun. Let’s Go”
“Silly Toys!” said she said and threw them down. With a stick, Sarah begun to draw pictures in the sand. First she carefully made a picture of herself. The very carefully she drew another figure right next to it. Suddenly Sarah had the eerie feeling somebody was watching her
Sarah always sided with Punch. So she took the puppets and went outside. The seagulls were screaming above her as she her way down to the shore. Usually Sarah liked liked to play by the rocks. But today she didn’t feel like it. She sat down pulling her coat closer around her. The empty beach made her feel more lonely than before. Sarah picked up Punch and Polly, hoping they would cheer her up. But now they only looked at her with their lifeless wooden faces.
“ What a nice picture of you and your friend” said a voice next to her. With a jerk, Sarah turned around and found herself looking right into the face of a boy she had never seen before. “ Who are you? ” she asked “ Where did you come from?” The boy didn’t answer. He just smiled. Then he finally said “ Don’t worry, It will turn out all right . You will have a best friend very soon. Sarah felt the blood rush to her face. She turned away. “ Oh, Really” she said angrily “ What do you know about it?” One thing is certain: It won’t be you. I don’t like boys who like to scare people.” She waited for him to speak.
But when Sarah looked up, the boy was gone. Where could he have gone so fast? Was he hiding behind the rocks? “Hey!” “Come Here!” Sarah cried. “ Where are you?” Sarah got up and searched the rocks. But she didn’t find the boy anywhere. What’s more, the only footprints in the sand were her own. Did I imagine it all? Sarah wondered. Neither the wind nor the waves would give her an answer.
It was just before the last day of winter break when Sarah saw the boy for the second time. Her parents had gone out and she was alone in the house, putting on a puppet show in the large drawing room. Suddenly he was there, Behind the chairs. Sarah was stunned. She had not heard nor seen him enter. “ You must come with me” he said. His face was pale and very serious. Sarah was too surprised to speak. “You must come with me” the boy said again. “Bring your puppets. I need your help. Please” Sarah started to object, but there was something in his voice that stopped her. She got her coat, picked up her puppets, and followed the boy out of the house.
Silently Sarah walked behind the stranger. Where was he taking her? What was wrong with him? Why didn’t he wear a coat in this icy weather? They walked for a long until they came to a very poor neighborhood. Sarah had never been in this part of town. Finally they came to an old rundown house. They climbed an outside staircase to the second floor. And the boy motioned Sarah to open the door.
There was a single room. Sarah could see a woman siting beside a small bed. In the bed a girl seemed to be asleep. Then Sarah noticed that the woman had been crying. The boy pointed to the little girl. “Show her your puppets� he said. He looked at Sarah with such pleading eyes that she stepped closer to the bed.
How did you get here? How can I ever thank you for what you’ve done?” “My name is Sarah. And this boy brought me here.” Sarah turned around to look for him. But nobody was there.
Sarah put the puppets on her hands. In the warm glow of the lamp they jumped to life. Hi! “I’m Punch” “Hi! I’m Polly” The little girl opened her eyes and tried to raise her head to get a better view. She began to smile and finally she even laughed as the puppets played one joke after another. Seeing the little girl smiling and laughing brought more tears to the woman’s eyes. She hugged and kissed her. “Oh, my darling, your terrible fever is gone. Thank god. I was so worried. But now you will be well again. I know it.” Then the woman turned to Sarah. “Who are you?”
“A boy? What boy?” asked the woman. “I don’t understand. We just moved to town. We don’t know any boy here.” Sarah was confused. She looked around her, wondering what was happening. Where had he gone? “But there! That’s him!” Sarah pointed to a framed photograph on the table next to the girl’s bed “That’s the boy!” “Him?” said the woman, and took the photograph into her hands. She looked at it for a while and said, “You say he brought you here?” “Yes, he did. He made me come with him and asked me to bring my puppets, too.” “Then it must be true,” the woman said quietly “That sounds like Allan.” “His name is Allan?” asked Sarah. “Who is he?” And then the women begun to tell the story of Allan.
Epilogue Sarah hoped she would see Allan again some day. After a while she began to visit the girl who was Allan’s sister. Her name was Angela. Soon they became best friends. Sarah’s wish had come true - just as Allan had predicted. Later, the girls went to school and collage together. They each got married. And when they had their first sons, they called them both Allan.
The Goose Girl A be princess was on her way to marry a prince who lived far away. “Keep this handkerchief with you. It will protect you against all evil,” said her mother bidding her goodbye. The princess was accompanied by her maid-in-waiting. Unknown to all, the maid was a wicked witch. They both rode on horses but the princess’s horse was special. He was a speaking horse called Falada. A while later the princess requested, “I am thirsty. Can you bring me water?” The maid refused. And alas! When the princess bent to drink water the handkerchief fell in it and was swept away. “Aha! Now your powers have gone!” exulted the maid. She made the princess wear shabby clothes and give up Falada. She then disguised herself as the princess and entered the prince’s kingdom. She married the prince and sent the real princess to work with the goose boy. “Behead Falada!” ordered the new bride so that nobody would come to know the truth. But at the real princess’s request, the head of the horse was nailed at the gateway so that she could see it whenever she took the geese out. Every day the horse would relate the princess’s story. The goose boy heard the horse and informed the king. “One day, the king. heard the horse and came to know about the reality. The false bride was sentenced to death while the real princess was married to the prince and they lived happily ever after.
The Girl and the Spider Once, there lived a beautiful girl named Amelia. One day, Amelia was climbing the stairs to the attic to play with her toys. Alas! Her frock, made out of muslin cloth, was torn by a sharp nail. When Amelia saw the torn hem of her favorite frock, she became very sad. She kept crying for a long time. Hearing her sobs, a Spider who was busy weaving his web, came out. He asked, “What makes this beautiful girl sad?” Amelia looked at him and sobbed. She said, “My lovely frock is torn. I am very sad. "The Spider smiled and said, “Look at me! I work so hard in weaving my web. It takes hours and hours to create my home and only a second for it to be destroyed. I had made my home only yesterday. It was sweep away by your maid this morning. I was also very sad. Then I thought that instead of being sad, I should start weaving my home, again. So, don’t cry now. Mend your frock, instead. That way, your precious tears won’t be wasted.”
Anger and Love – Emotional Mistake
While a man was polishing his new car, his 6 yrs. old son picked up a stone and scratched lines on the side of the car. In anger, the man took the child’s hand and hit it many times; not realizing he was using a wrench. At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures. When the child saw his father…..with painful eyes he asked, ‘Dad when will my fingers grow back?’ The man was so hurt and speechless; he went back to his car and kicked it a lot of times. Devastated by his own actions…….sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches; the child had written ‘LOVE YOU DAD’.
The Large Tree Once, three Crows and two Sparrows lived in a forest. They all were good friends. They would meet every day and fly around together from one place to another. The Crows would constantly look for food and the Sparrows for a place to make their nests. One day, the Crows said, “Let’s explore this part of the forest. Someone told us there is lots of food here.” The new part of the forest was beautiful and there was, indeed, plenty of food. However, there was only one large tree. The Sparrows and the Crows wanted to live there. The Sparrows told their aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents and friends about the new place. Everyone wanted to live there. The Crows also did the same. Soon, a big fight broke out among the birds. The Crows said, ‘We found the place first, so we will live on the tree.” The Sparrows said, “So what? We will live there. We found the tree first.” After this, the two Sparrows and three Crows also could not be friends. They constantly fought with each, “You Crows are bad.” “You Sparrows are fools!” Thus, they went back to their own kind.
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