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MAGICAL PENCIL

            On an ordinary day, as usual Alice went around selling fried foods. She had no father anymore, her father had died because of a serious illness. She helped her mother sold for her living expenses and school fees. Alice was an only child, but she was not ashmed to sell. She was cheerful, intelligent and friendly for all. The day was very bad, the rain was very heavy. However, she still sold. She used her coat and umbrella, she hoped someone would buy her wares.

            She rested at the patrol post because of the heavier rain, there was an old grandmother who hobbled holding her umbrella. Then she approached the grandmother.

“Grandma, rest here, the rain is very heavy,” hold on to grandma.

The grandmother thanked me, “Thanks my grandchild, emmmm what are you selling? Grandma happened to be very hungry but grandma has no money.”

“Hmm, grandmother can eat my fried food. Please take this, grandma,” by handing the fried food to grandmother.

The grandmother immediately ate it, when she finished saying, “You are a good girl, grandma has one pencil for you, grandma hope you use well.”

“Wahhhh, the pencil is very nice, I do not expect any gifts from grandma, but thanks grandma,” Alice said

“Yeah, my grandchild. The rain has stopped, the grandmother has left.”

“Okey, be careful grandma,” Alice said.

            Then Alice came home too. When she got home, she was hungry and then looked at the table but no food was served. Then she went into her room and tried her new pencil. She drew a birthday cake. Suddenly a miracle happened, a birthday cake was presented at the desk. She still did not believe, she then drew again: fried chicken, rice and vegetables. The same thing happened, everything was presented on the table. Alice was very happy because she could get her wish. She promised herself that she would not use the pencil to the bad thing. “Thank You, God,” Alice said.