The sun was shining brightly and my mother was struggling hard to get me out of her womb and having me as her first and only daughter. My mother's name is Carry, she carried me wherever she goes. She never failed to feed me with food and I was happy to be in her womb. The day that I waited for 8 and half months had come. I coudn't wait to see my parents' happy faces for the first time ever and be born to see and explore the treasures of the world.
After sometime pushing and screaming, my mother gave birth to me. Here I was. Crying and begging for hugs and some kisses. I could hear the birds chirping and the water splashing. I saw a face and doubted that was my mother's face. She was so beautiful and I was so amazed to see her face but unfortunately I couldn't find my dad. I felt annoyed in fact that everyone was looking at me curiously with a big happy smile on their face. "Congratulations Carry, it's a girl. She is so beautiful and cute, just like her mother." One of the women spoke and she was holding me right on her hand. I could feel the caring touch on her hand.
I fetl so dizzy and confused with the situation that went around me. People kept whispering among themselves and I didn't know a single phrase of what they were talking about. Was I not perfect enough to be my mother's daughter? Or was there something wrong with me? I needed guidance! Please help me! I needed to know instantly and I wanted to know right away what was going on.
I was so happy and proud that I knew at least my mother wanted me. I was so worried that my mother was going to throw me in the river or leave me alone on top of the mountain. NO WAY!! Mommy!!! Don't leave me alone! I cried. My mother was smiling and she put me on her lap. I felt so comfortable and so warm. She hugged me passionately.
After a couple of hours being cared by my mother, a friend of my mother came rushing towards us. He was so blue, like having really hard time on that day. He came and whispered something to my mother. My mother's happy face suddenly turned gloomy, and her eyes were swimming in tears. Again! I felt confused! Then I heard their conversation. " What happened to him? " with a curious look and red eyes, my mother asked her friend. I didn't know who she was talking about. I wanted to ask my mom badly and I asked her immediately. "Gu gaga gu?" I really hoped she could understand me but she didn't seem to understand my baby language. I felt so sad! I could say ' Gugu gaga gaga Gu!' . It meant I wanted milk! I wanted my mother! Huh!!! What could a baby do? Help me please!
"He got shot. By a don’t-care-for-animals man." my mother's friend turned his back on my mother and went away. She came just to inform that news to my mother! I knew it was bad news because I could see my mother kept crying and kept wondering what would happen to us.
What happened? I still don't have any clue for the answer. Looking at my mother's tears gliding on her cheeks, I produced tons more tears. Not that I was hungry. I cried for the fact that I didn't like to see my mother cried........
TO BE CONTINUED.................
Where do I get the facts??..
Here..
~seaworld
story by,
Orang Utan's angels
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