Once upon a time, there was a girl
named Manna, who was eleven years old. She lived in a small city. A
very sad thing happened in her life. Her mother, brother, and father
died in a bad hurricane. Thank goodness Manna was safe, but she had
no family! On her own after the storm, she walked to another little
village. She was so happy to meet some kind people. She saw a young
kid pulling a donkey with another child riding it. The mother was
standing near watching with another child. The mother introduced
herself as Antia. Noticing the ragged clothes Manna was wearing,
Antia asked, “Young lady, would you like some nice clothes to
wear?” Manna replied, “Yes!” Manna rested with the family
that evening. Antia gave her some hot tea to rest from her journey.
She was happy to share her small amount of food with Manna too.
Manna was able to eat only three small peas and one small carrot.
Manna asked, “Isn't there anything else to eat?” Antia said,
“No. There just isn't much food in this village.” Manna decided
she needed to go out to find more food for that family. She walked
into a jungle and gasped at what she found! She found lots of fruits
and vegetables and brought some back to the family. After a good
day, she went to sleep at Antia's house. The next morning Antia
called her saying, “It's breakfast time!” While they were
sitting and eating, a knock was heard on the door of the house. It
was the queen of the village!!! The queen asked, “Where is the
girl who helped the village find food to eat?” Manna raised her
hand. Manna said, “I am new here and I found the food in the
jungle.” The queen gave her a special gift. Manna got to be a
princess! She got to wear beautiful clothes and a beautiful crown
just like the queen. She got to meet the king too! Antia cried
happy tears! She was so happy for Manna to have new parents! That
night in the small castle, the queen tucked her in gently, even
though Manna had already fallen asleep. Manna had sweet dreams that
night about her life. She woke up at sunrise and had a banana to
eat. She walked with a candle in her hand and said “Good morning!”
to the king and queen, who were still resting. That day she played
with her new wooden ball and drum. That evening she went upstairs
and wrote a letter to Antia with ink, a quill, and a piece of paper.
She finished the letter and went outside to pick apples for her new
parents. Manna had a lovely life. She got to dance at the royal
ball every year and lived happily ever after!
The End
Love my daughter's imagination!
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