Monday, 31 May 2010

Camel in a suitcase.

It was such a nice trip when I went with my parents to Egypt. I couldn’t have enough playing with the sand and the water from the big river.


Every evening a camel was coming to drink water near my family’s tent. After some time, we became dear friends. I used to talk to the camel about the green of my country and the camel used to tell me about the gold of the desert.


When, eventually, I had to return home I cried a lot both to my parents and to the camel itself. They all agreed that it was impossible to take a whole camel back home. My parents laughed at me when I said that I can put the camel in my suitcase. Even the camel doubted the possibility of such a scheme. Deeply hurt, I declared that I would succeed in putting the camel in my suitcase and received nothing but scolding.


But after finished cutting, breaking, twisting and squeezing I managed to put my friend in my suitcase. And I was really happy that I proved to all that real friendship can overcome every obstacle.

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