“Hey mom , have you seen the book I was reading earlier ? ” I asked frantically searching my room.
” The Sherlock Holmes one ? No , sorry.” She shouted from the other room.
” I think I left it in the town park, I am going to go check there. ”
So I rushed to the bench in the park where I was sitting earlier in hope of finding it and instead found a girl in a little ragged old clothes trying to read my book.
” Hey ! That is my book . ” I said in an angry tone.
” What this ? Sorry I didn’t know , I just found it lying here.” She apologised.
” Its okay ” I said realising she was just a kid.I sat down beside her.
” I saw you weren’t able to read it properly.” I asked after calming down.
” Yeah well , I can’t really read.” She said looking at her feet.
” Don’t you go to school ? You look very young . How old are you ? ” I enquired.
” I am 11 and I don’t go to school . My family can’t afford it.” She said sadly. ” That is why I am self-learning .I try to read and write whenever I can. I am not very good right now but soon I will be.Then maybe I can pass the scholarship exam at Global School and study there. Then I’ll be able to earn money when I grow up and my mother won’t have to work so much.” She said with gleaming eyes.
” You are very smart. That is a good plan but you will have to work really hard. ” I said matter-of-factly.
” I know . My mum says that with a little hope anything is possible. ” She replied with a smile.
” Your mum is a smart woman like you. You know I can help you in passing that exam . It’s after 4 months.Come here everyday at 5 o clock and I’ll teach you.Now I have to go. Remember tomorrow at 5. Bye ! ” I said as I was about to leave.
” Wait you forgot your book.” She shouted stopping me.
” You keep it as an early passing gift . ” I said with a big smile. ” Wait, Whats your name ? I am kim. ” I asked remembering I didn’t know her name.
” My name is also Kim. What a coincidence !” She replied excitedly.
” Maybe not a coincidence at all . ” I said thinking how god works in mysterious ways.
Later I returned home .
” Did you find your book ? ” My mom asked me.
” Yes and something much more valuable. ” I replied.
That day I found what a little hope can do. That day I found the significance of hope !