Be Hope-ful
It was a snowy Christmas
Eve and all the kids at Mitsiou school of English were happily making pinwheels.
They were having fun but suddenly someone knocked at the door. A little dog
entered the classroom and all the kids turned to look at the puppy.
-“Hi kids. My name is Hope!” she
introduced herself popping her tongue out happily. The kids stared at her in confusion since they
had never seen a talking dog before.
-“Don’t be afraid of me. I want to be your friend” she said as she was
walking into the colorful classroom. The students introduced themselves and
then Hope said
-“I’m glad
that you’re here. But it’s Christmas Eve, why are you at school?” -
“This Christmas Eve is
different because we gathered together to offer our help to the children in
need.”
Hope looked around the
place. How excited she felt looking at all these bright colors around her.
-”What are you doing?” she asked.
-”We are making pinwheels to donate money to the Syrian children.
Will
you help us?”, the children said.
-”But why do you have to do this? What happened to them?” Her face dropped a
little at the thought of little kids getting hurt in every possible way.
Suddenly a loud noise was
heard and the hot air balloon, which was drawn on the wall, came into life. The
kids got shocked but Hope was calm. -”Let’s get
into it, we have to find out what’s happening”. She jumped in
it, nodding to the students to follow her. The children couldn’t understand
what was happening but the hot-air- balloon was hiding a secret… And suddenly…
Children: “Where are we?”
Hope: “I’m afraid this is Syria”
What they saw was
shocking. They expected the hot-air-balloon to stop in the middle of a clear, blue
sky but there was the complete opposite. The sky was dark, grey, hiding the sun
that gives life to people. There were dead bodies lying lifeless on the ground.
People were shooting everyone around them, making the scenery even more
dreadful for the kids at the hot-air-balloon. Buildings, houses, stores
everything was destroyed and covered by the shooting sound of the guns and the
bombs.
Hope:”Oh,
no that’s terrible! We must do something!”. Child 1:“But
what can we do? We’re just children.” Suddenly
the children felt something strange and a bright light covered Hope.
Child 2: “I wish the war was over!”
Child 3: “I wish the plane stopped throwing bombs!”
Child 4: “If only they threw balloons!!!”
Child : “…and confetti.”
The bright light covered
everything and then colorful balloons started falling on the ground instead of
bombs and the guns became pinwheels throwing confetti not bullets. The clouds
disappeared and a colorful rainbow appeared in the sky.
Syria wasn’t the same any
longer. It was like a fun-fair and people there, were in heaven. Everybody
started laughing merrily. Love and peace
were all around Syria. Children couldn’t believe their eyes.
-“Oh, what an adventure!” Hope said amused. They
made it. They believed that anything can change if we try hard enough and they
made it. All the kids were laughing and singing merrily. -”Where is
Hope?” they asked being unable to see her anymore. The only thing they
found was a note..
”Nothing is impossible if you believe it” was written on the note.”Be
Hope-ful!”
The balloon slid on the rainbow and…
They lived happily ever after…
Mitsiou
Κέντρο Ξένων Γλωσσών
Κονίτσης 18 – ΒΕΡΟΙΑ
Τ.Κ 59131
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