Hello, my name is Tania, an 11 year old girl and I live in a BIG rich city. But, I am extremely poor, living in the slums.
My family is a number of 3,me,father and Nanu(maternal grandmother). Mom passed away during my birth, so I never got a loving mother in my life. Father told me that my paternal grandparents died due to a car crash.Nana (Maturnal Grandfather) stayed, but passed away due to lung cancer.
As we are soo poor, we couldn't save any of them. My father could not have enough money for my school tuition fees. So I never got much education. He is our only source of income, and he only works as a balloon selling man. He earns very less. When he can't supply enough goods to sell, I make them myself with clay, wood, plastic and paper. But he earns even MORE less on those days.....
And one day, something AWFUL happened. Father got a very high fever in a scale of 106 degree Ferenhieght. The days went extremely hard. He cannot go outside and we stayed starving... Grandmother started to beg in the streets but failed, miserably.
So one day it was decided. I have to go outside and sell balloons and toys. I have to buy food and medicine for the family. I have to take all responsibility.
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The Poor Balloon Girl.. 🎈
Short StoryThis story is about a poor girl named Tania. She lives at the slums with only her father and grandmother by her side.. They are having a hard time. But after her father's sickness it became worse...... 😔 P.S: This is a story from Bangladesh, so the...
