By Linda Lin
By Linda Lin
Mr . Rabbit and I were born in a little village . Our father was a carpenter ; he did not like us very much , and after the Easter , we were sent to a secondhand store .
The store was on the ground floor , with a wind bell hanging in the doorway . The wind chimes sang softly ; I liked to hear their voices . They were always the first ones to greet newcomers . Everybody liked them . I saw another world here –– I never realized that this world is so big . I made many friends in the store . They all came from different places and have different stories . We all knew this home was not permanent ; we were born to travel , from this home to another home , and maybe from this country to another country . Every journey began with Mr . Rabbit ’ s question , “ Where are we ?”
We have traveled to many places , we have lived in many different countries , but we have also been sent to the secondhand store many times . My favorite experience was living in the house of a painter in Paris . His room was full of art pieces . He was a bit lazy , and he slept too much , but when he started to paint , he was the center of the universe . Mr . Rabbit did not like him so much –– he thought art was just a trick , and that artists used it to fool people . He always talked about the time we were in Poland . It was a big house with a nice garden , and it was a great , relaxing place .
Where Are We ?
Although it was great to travel , I felt empty . There was no connection between the people and us ; they brought us home and set us down , but they did not care about us . One day I noticed that Mr . Rabbit stopped asking , “ Where are we ?” I guess it is because he felt it was pointless to know , because we would go back to the store , sooner or later .
It was in Italy . We had just arrived at a new store for a few days . A girl pushed the door too harshly , and the sound made everyone look at her . She blushed . She wore a long skirt and carried a computer bag .
“ She is special ,” I said .
“ I hope she can take us somewhere new ,” Mr . Rabbit said .
And it happened . She walked around and stood in front of us . “ Hello , you two , you are so cute .” I smiled , but she could not see it . “ You are definitely going with me .”
And we did .
She did not put us in her bag , she carried us in her hand . She had a nice camera , and every time we went to a new place , or just when the weather was sunny , she took pictures for us . At first ,
MAY 2018 12