A pretty girl of thirteen years sitting on her pink bed with tears dropping down from the other side of her eye,she bite one of her finger nail,looking at the ceiling as if her life depend on what she had been thinking of.
Suddenly a woman came in and called her name "Fati,Fati,Fati" but Fati was absent minded until when she tapped her shoulder.Fati smiled and greet her mom.Mrs Laila dropped a question to her "Fati what is wrong with you why are you trying to hide your problems to me as your mother am your pride right?
Fati smiled at her mom and said " Mom I always narrate my problems to you but you ignore".Mrs Laila convinced Fati and she promised to tell her once again.
"Mom as you know been a musician is my wish, being a musician is my hope,I wonder when this day will come. I discovered that children of nowadays engaged themselves in listening to songs that are beyond their ages,its really disappoint and irritate me" Fati paused and burst i into tears "mom please understand me I want to be composing kids songs that will teach them good morals.But I know lack of encouragement will never allow express my ability" concluded Fati as tears rolled down her eyes.
