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Proud to be an Indian

            “No ,I don’t want to go! I won’t leave my friends and go away!” sobbed Radha Jairaj, her eyes
            were red and she clung on to a leg of the table.
            “Oh don’t worry dear, I’m sure that you’ll make
            many  friends  in  your  new  school”  said
            Mrs.Jairaj  in  an  assuring  voice.  Mr.Jairaj  had
            got  transferred  to  USA  and  the  day  fixed  for
            moving was now only a day away. The little cot-
            tage was filled with voices loud and shrill – eve-
            rybody  in  an  attempt  to  pack  all  their  belong-
            ings  at  the  earliest.  By  lunchtime  the  packing
            was done and they sat down to rest their tired
            hands  and  feet.  “I’ll  sure  miss  this  old  little
            house” sighed Radha. In the evening, she went
            over to her best friend Sandhya’s house. Both of
            them  played  and  chatted  for  a  long  time  and
            when she came back, Radha felt much better.                                         Sonia VI– C

            The day of shifting had come. Everyone in the neighbourhood including Radha’s friends came
            to bid them farewell. Sandhya, Monisha, Aparna and all of Radha’s friends hugged her and
            said that they would really miss her and Sandhya gave her a locket ( which read ‘You BE-
            LONG here…we will MISS YOU !’) saying, “Radha, we made this locket for you, so you will
            always remember us!”. Then the family with tears in their eyes boarded the flight and they
            could see their friends holding placards wishing them well and waving handkerchiefs.
            Soon the sight of their homeland had disappeared.
            After travelling for several thousands of miles - crossing land and sea, they reached their des-
            tination-the USA. Their new home was a lovely one by the sea, and the sound of the waves
            sweeping the sand and retreating was a pleasant sound to hear.


            It was the first day of school and Radha was very excited. Her school- Stephany Towers was
            enormous and the sounds of voices saying “it has been ages since I’ve seen you!’’ or “oh, how
            tall  you’ve  grown!”  could  be  heard.  It  seemed  like  everybody  there  had  their  own  circle  of
            friends. Radha looked for someone approachable to talk to, but no one heeded the glance of her
            anxious  eye.  When  people  looked  at  her  they  gave  her  cold,  unfriendly  looks  and  she  even
            heard a girl called Veronica whisper into her friend’s ear-“Look at that girl over there, doesn’t
            she look silly!”
            Soon all the students went to their classes and Radha’s form-mistress introduced her to the
            class.  Everybody  teased  her  and thought  it manner  less  that  Indians  ate  with their  hands.
            Soon it was lunchtime and everybody opened their lunchboxes. While everybody munched on
            sandwiches, burgers and french-fries, Radha opened her lunchbox which contained rice, dal
            and sabzi. Everybody got the smell of this and came to have a taste of it and they all loved it !
            “The food is even better than the aroma!” cried Sara. Then it was history class and everybody
            was asked how many languages they knew. Radha said “I know Hindi, Tamil, Malayalam and
            English.” Everybody was amazed to hear this…little did they know that shortly she would im-
            press them all even more with her strong footing in Indian culture and tradition. In this way,
            Radha won the hearts of all and became the star of the school !
            Radha was indeed very proud to BELONG to India!

            Diya Vipin






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