I knew this little girl, living in a small hut by the edge of a river. She knew neither why nor how she could be there. One thing she knew, her hut and the river was all she had in her life.
She lived alone, literally. In the world we live today, alone is merely described as being alone within a hustle bustle city. But in this little girl's world, alone means alone. She didn't meet people, no one had ever been seen around her.
One night she found herself hardly sleeping. The moon was wide awaken, hanging like an eye overseeing earth from the sky. Lying anxiously on her bed, she saw the moon through a crack in the wooden wall of the hut. She kept her eyes on it, but her mind wandered far away in the universe.
Something was happened this morning. She saw people. She saw them when she tried to take walk further than she had ever walked. She crossed the river, came into the forest, out from the forest, found another river (this one might be a branch of the first one), passed through a small hill, and then them. A group of people with horses, cows and goats in a flatland near the hill.
This girl, unfamiliar with the community she was discovered, took time to observe. Hiding behind grasses and bushes she sat and watched what those people were doing. She realised that people were alike her in common physical appearance and she had never seen this before. She knew goats and understood horses but until that time she had never met a human.
She saw what those people did. They built tents, there were three tents. They cut a goat and put it in big iron plate upon fire. They gathered around the fire and ate after finishing building the tents. Horses and goats only stood in their place, ate the grass they were stepping.
Suddenly she heard her heart thumped. This unexpected scene was beyond what her brain could imagine. Her feeling was absurdly mixed, fear, excitement, curiosity. Should she approach? Should she run away? Should she stay and keep watching?
The sun went down and the cold wind came bringing evening mist, blurred the scenery she was observing. Unable to find any reason to stay, she left and back to her comforting hut.
So here on her bed she was lying, with her eyes stuck on the moon and her mind wandered. For the first time in her life, she wondered about how this life was working. Trying to close her eyes and sleep, she decided to find the answer tomorrow.
She lived alone, literally. In the world we live today, alone is merely described as being alone within a hustle bustle city. But in this little girl's world, alone means alone. She didn't meet people, no one had ever been seen around her.
One night she found herself hardly sleeping. The moon was wide awaken, hanging like an eye overseeing earth from the sky. Lying anxiously on her bed, she saw the moon through a crack in the wooden wall of the hut. She kept her eyes on it, but her mind wandered far away in the universe.
Something was happened this morning. She saw people. She saw them when she tried to take walk further than she had ever walked. She crossed the river, came into the forest, out from the forest, found another river (this one might be a branch of the first one), passed through a small hill, and then them. A group of people with horses, cows and goats in a flatland near the hill.
This girl, unfamiliar with the community she was discovered, took time to observe. Hiding behind grasses and bushes she sat and watched what those people were doing. She realised that people were alike her in common physical appearance and she had never seen this before. She knew goats and understood horses but until that time she had never met a human.
She saw what those people did. They built tents, there were three tents. They cut a goat and put it in big iron plate upon fire. They gathered around the fire and ate after finishing building the tents. Horses and goats only stood in their place, ate the grass they were stepping.
Suddenly she heard her heart thumped. This unexpected scene was beyond what her brain could imagine. Her feeling was absurdly mixed, fear, excitement, curiosity. Should she approach? Should she run away? Should she stay and keep watching?
The sun went down and the cold wind came bringing evening mist, blurred the scenery she was observing. Unable to find any reason to stay, she left and back to her comforting hut.
So here on her bed she was lying, with her eyes stuck on the moon and her mind wandered. For the first time in her life, she wondered about how this life was working. Trying to close her eyes and sleep, she decided to find the answer tomorrow.
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