Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Chapter 3: A Poor Girl

Gold-like sun light welcome the morning
It was a beautiful Monday morning, and the Sun welcomed the morning with its warm gold-like light to shine the whole world. The birds were singing happy on a mango tree inside Thida’s backyard which had plenty of green fruit. Thida was made to wake up from her sweet dream which she always dreamt about her hero by her radio alarm which was set on Love FM 97.5 channel the most popular English speaking station in Cambodia. The music that welcome the beautiful morning was a romantic song of Maria Carey called Hero which was Thida’s favorite song. Thida was listening and singing along with the song:

There's a hero If you look inside your heart You don't have to be afraid Of what you are There's an answer If you reach into your soul And the sorrow that you know Will melt away ... And you'll finally see the truth That a hero lies in you...

Thida sang along with the song until it was over. ‘I love this song so much, and I hope one day my hero will come for me.’ said Thida with a very good mood and hope in side her heart.

Poor Thida was a kind girl, who had a good heart and true beauty in side her eyes, but there was something wrong with her outside beauty and it was something that nobody could explain. Her parents and younger sister hated her so much with no reason. However, Thida was still a very independent young lady. She always loved her family; although, they never did anything good to her. In her heart, she always believed her family would share their love to her. Thida was one of Harry Potter fans and she believed in magic. She read all Harry Potter books which she bought from Boston Book and as well as The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Teen. Those books helped her to go through her hard life and directed her to understand the meaning life.

Every day, Thida had to do all of the cooking and cleaning. She never had nice clothes to wear, while her sister Malay had everything. However, she never complaint about it; in contrast, she felt happy doing her house work. And believe in her dream and hard work.

After she prepared foods and drinks for her parents and her sister, and cleaned the whole house. She prepared herself for school. She was a freshman studying English in a university in Cambodia called Norton University, and she never paid for the university fee because she was the 1st place student of English Department.

Thida's old sneakers
Her sister Malay was a very jealous girl; she and her friends always mocked at Thida. She was a pretty girl, but her inner was awful. She never told anyone that Thida is her own sister. Malay droved her brand new brand Honda Icon to school everyday; for Thida her transportation was her two feet with a pair of old Converse sneakers which her loved so much. They were her birthday gift from her best friend Chenda.

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Sunday, June 26, 2011

Chapter 2: The Way to Sydney

‘John, Marry, both of you is not just a pair of boots. You are special!’ told the witch to John and Marry.
      The witch wanted to show her boots to her older sister Susan who live in Sydney, so she headed to her flying broomstick which left at the corner of her potion making room. When she mounted on her broomstick and placed John and Mary on, her latest iPhone was ringing. So she reached her right hand into her deep pocket and grabbed her cell phone out to find out who was calling her. It was her boyfriend David. David was a bachelor handsome old man who used false teeth in his mouth, and he knew his girlfriend is a witch because she told him the truth. That made him loves her more than ever. Moreover, they were planning to get married very soon.
      ‘Hello, Dave,’ answered the witch.
      ‘Hi. Jenny, how are you?’ asked David.
‘I am wonderful, honey. Oh! And how are your false teeth? Anyway, I’m in a hurry - I have to leave for Sydney now,’ said Witch Jenny hurriedly.
      ‘When you come back, Jen?’ asked David. ‘I miss you.’ He added, ‘And my false teeth are fine.’ His false teeth were about to fall out of his mouth as he was trying to reply to his beloved girlfriend. But he could manage it.
      ‘I’ll be back in three days. I miss you too sweetheart, bye!’ answered witch Jenny and turned of her cell phone. 

Witch Jenny flying to Sydney
‘Are you ready John, Mary?’ asked witch Jenny. When John and Mary opened their mouth about to answer, witch Jenny kicked her broomstick to fly into the blue cloudless sky. She was flying up very high into the sky because she didn’t want ordinary people to notice. While they were flying on the broomstick, they were talking to each other happily. On their way to Sydney, witch Jenny wanted to see Angkor Wat Temple, so she decided to fly across Cambodia – The Kingdom of Wonder with thousands of beautiful places to visit.

Cambodia Kingdom of Wonder
When they had arrived Cambodia, Witch Jenny flew her broomstick over the top of Angkor Wat Temple, and she brought her coolest Canon a professional camera to take some photos. ‘Beautiful beautiful very beautiful!’ witch Jenny kept saying the word ‘beautiful’. ‘I have to visit here again when I come back,’ she added.

Cool huh? To be continue...

Friday, June 24, 2011

Chapter 1: The Return of John and Mary

The Boots
Inside an old scary cottage which was built in a small town outside London, there lived an old lady wearing a black long dirty dress, big long hat, and buckled boots. Her white long hair was very untidy, her big blue eyes shining like diamonds, her nose was long and crooked, and her thin small mouth had only one tooth inside. It seemed like she was working on something abnormal, but she was a kind witch. She was making a potion which she called the magical life potion. When she dropped her last ingredient into her big black iron pot, the potion was beginning to boil and changing its color from dark blown to pink. Waving her wand with her right hand and saying her spells, she dropped a pair of cool boots which made of two animals’ skin into the pot containing the pink potion with her left hand. After she dropped the boots, she kept saying her spells.
      ‘Wowa Tatota Shanto...My magical life potion please gives lives to my boots!’ said the witch and she kept saying the spells.
      Suddenly, there was a big surprised grin on the witch’s face when she looked into her boiling potion. ‘Oh my gosh! You guys are back,’ the witch shouted and she kept grinning.
      ‘Master, thank you, thank you so much,’ said both boots happily and they jumped out off the pot.
      ‘Anything, John, Marry, I’m so happy to see both of you again,’ said the witch emotionally.

And that's how our Boots Story begins.

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