HOUSE of PEACE

On my journey I found something interesting. Let me tell you a secret from a short story of mine.

Shhh… Don’t tell everybody until they read this secret message by themselves.

(Whispering) One at a spring time… I was acquainted with a little girl, Flick. Ohh.. She is truly beautiful 7 years old girl with pink blush on her check. She is just an ordinary girl in small town and she lives with her mom and dad at a small wood house with little garden and some poultry and pigs. Oww ya she proudly told me that she had a small house for her three dolls, Curtin, the teddy bear with big necktie, Amy, first Barbie doll from beloved uncle at her birthday, and Rob, really cute hippo with big nose.

Ohh… Many years already passed since the last time I saw her. She had ever asked once to me with her big blue eyes full of passion, I guess she asked without expect any answer or a guess-answer. She told me she was really curious why her dad made a house as a present for last Christmas and put all her dolls at that small house. “Is it so necessary dolls have a house inside the house? Is it not warm enough?” I just had little smile on my face for her and asked myself about it also… I just smile because I had clear idea that she is too smart rather than stupid, so I decided to just keep silence and give my best smile to keep my emptiness for answering that kind of question.

From last two weeks after she asked to me, she always put attention to everybody in her neighborhood. Everyday since she was 4 years she was waiting and sitting on the bench near her father office in the district area 15 minutes before working hour was over to meet his father and walk home together. Her father is a post officer and work in post office near down town 5 days a week. Everyday, while she was waiting, she felt strange, when people just finish with their activities, people tend to go in a rush and said, (shouting) “Goodbye” or “See you tomorrow” with big smile, some of them directly go to their house, some of them spent their time on the bar in the corner of the street until late nice with loud life music, freely dancing, and laughing, feel free like home.

She asked to her dad about people who spent their time at that bar, “Dad, how come they can stay in that bar with loud music and people laughing, giggling, can they study for homework tomorrow? I can’t do my homework if it is too loud like that bar.”Flick, you are my great daughter, maybe for some people in that bar are being refreshed, and most of them like spend their time in that bar more than in their house, because people can’t get such of happiness in their house.

Suddenly she think about the happiness, yaaa… right her friends said there are many great things in their house that make them happy, but some of them said school is the best place for them to get happiness. She is trying to reach the conclusion; her chin was wrinkled, I guess she has not reached that conclusion yet.

She had a big question in her mind at the time, if people can get the happiness and feel of freedom and peace why they should have had a house for them? If the meaning a house is so diverse, she really want to find it for her friends, Curtin, Amy, and Rob, also for herself.

After two weeks still confuse with that question, she told her mom that she decided to left her house in the early Sunday morning with her lovely bicycle and big basket in front she carried a bottle of milk and some biscuits to explore the small city where they lives. Oww.. That day was quite chill. The road was empty. Her house is quite far from another house and city and still surrounded by field full of wild small flowers.

She start cycling and after 15 minutes she stopped because she saw a grey rabbit near a small dry drain, she was watching that rabbit ate leaves, she feel so happy and then she was trying to get closer to the rabbit but the rabbit ran away. She was chasing the rabbit but she can’t make it because the rabbit entered a small hole she can’t catch it, she guess it was a home for rabbit and she is happy to know a rabbit house.

She is cycling again and find a cross road, she turned to right because she can see a big yellow bus park near a huge tree. She stopped there and she got closer to the bus, in the door she saw a word ‘WELCOME’ then she knocked the bus’ door. “Bang, Bang, Bang”. Flick can see a big shadow from outside of the bus and suddenly….

To be continued…