The Day My Little Sister Came Home

                 

       I dedicate this memoir to Kruthi who changed my life

November 2009,

     Drip, Drip, Drip, Kerplunk. The drops of colorful paint slowly started to take the form of my baby sister’s name, she would be coming home this evening! Satisfied, I let the gift I was making for her, a straw painting representing her name, dry. I couldn’t wait, this was the day I had been waiting for. The day where I finally would not be alone.  I would  have someone to feel protective about, someone to call me Akka.

    After what seemed like an eternity, my parents dropped me off  at my friend’s house so they could bring my Kruthi. We played but my mind kept drifting to my new little sister .  “Brrring, Brrring”, the loud noise of the telephone  brought me back to the present. My friend and I hurried to my home. As the door creaked open,  sounds of voice came from the family room. Friends and family gathered  around the empty cradle, also waiting for the baby.

    Would she like me, would she be cute? I kept thinking about what her characteristics would be. I knew what would be happening that day by heart. When we got to my house, we would wait for my parents and when they got there, we would have the “Cradle Ceremony” to officially welcome baby Kruthi home.

    A cool wisp of November breeze came in as my dad, mom, and sister  entered. I finally got a glimpse of my sister! Eyes closed,and tiny lips pursed. They gently set her in the cradle. I could feel the  cool, smooth wood underneath my palm as I gently rocked her from side to side. My mom came up behind me to tell me that the tradition was to sing a song and since I was learning music I softly sang. As I sang, I waited for her to open her eyes, to find out what was home. She looked down with her hazelnut eyes half opened watching her tiny pink tongue. I could just imagine what she was thinking, “ What is this contraption, how do I use it ?” I was so lost in thought looking at her that I didn’t notice her open her eyes fully until she started to cry. I snapped out of my thoughts  and started to rock again. The moment I looked at her, I knew what she was thinking. “ Who are you, when I learn  to talk, what  should I call you?” It came time for the rest of my family to rock her. When my friends tried to rock her, I was very protective.

    

    Now, it’s hard to believe that, that tiny little thing is now a naughty, funny 4 year old! She giggles when I tell her this story, especially the part where I didn’t let anyone touch the cradle. I can’t believe that my dream of having a baby sister finally came true! Now again, I am waiting for her to grow older. I learned  that you can love someone even before that moment you lay eyes on them. I am grateful to god for giving her to me!

                                               

                                                        

My Very First RollerCoaster

It was a bright n breezy day at Michigan adventure park. Me and my friend were looking for the perfect ride to start our fun filled day. Rays of sunlight dawned on the corkscrew coaster, putting an end to our otherwise never ending search. We raced towards the line only to be disappointed by the sign that said "45 minutes wait from here". The line inched towards the entrance slower than a slug. The coaster screeched to a stop and I anxiously stepped into the coaster. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as this was my first upside down coaster. We built speed gradually as we climbed up an inclined plane. Suddenly, we plunged into a series of loops and twists. It felt like I was on a magic carpet as we endlessly whizzed around.  Even before I realized, we had come to a bumpy stop followed by a long screech made by the rusty wheels. I fumbled out of the ride with my head feeling oozy. I will always remember this crazy moment.

Fun with my favorite friend

I walked down anxiously on the mossy steps onto the platform to meet my friend, Astreya. Her brown, adorable eyes glared at me and exclaimed "I am glad to see you, lets play!". Astreya wore a cute, wide, brilliant grin that made me very very happy inside. Her wet slippery skin pressed against my cheeks as she gave me a kiss. My arms curled around and I gave her a tight hug, not wanting to pull myself off her. Hand in hand we skimmed the surface of the crystal clear water. My hand tightly gripped the boogie board, I felt Astreya's head gently push me across the pool. My hand flew up and I twirled in the clear water."Monkey see , monkey do" she squealed and with that she graciously twirled in the water.Thank you Astreya for being my cute dolphin friend. I will never forget these moments we spent together doing fun activities.

Rainy day

Tap, Tap, Tap, Pitter-patter, Pitter-patter. The rain poured down like elephants and whales with immense speed that it could have literally drowned us if not for the drains. While the school announced closing and the rain filled the streets of Aurora,  the glum weather made changes to our plans for the day. Me, my mom, and my sister were busy making boats.

The rain and us made a great working team. I made the boats out of parchment paper and used my origami book as an instruction Manual. After making the boats, we were surprised to see that most of the water was drained. Gosh! But we found a large puddle and floated our boats. We had fun floating and making our boats.

I figured that what makes a storm day fun is making boats and floating them.

Spring Time In Holland,Michigan

It was a beautiful, sunny, spring day in Holland, Michigan. A magnificent windmill greeted us by saying,"greetings, greetings. Welcome one and all come to the great tulip fest."

The cool wind brushed my hair as I raced across the tulip garden. The farm's green grass tickled my bare feet. Chasing butterflies and watching them fly over the rows of endless colorful, buttery flowers was one of the best moments of the day. I even saw a blue swallow-tail butterfly but alas! I could not catch it. My sister also started chasing butterflies after me! Me and My friends became flower detectives and searched for types of tulips including the Russian Princess but alas we couldn't find that either. We later wandered off into a dandelion meadow and made fresh bouquets of dandelions.

Then we went to Tunnel park with a beach and had a beachtastic time throwing water at each other and making sand castles. It was a fun filled day. I highly recommend you all to go to Tulip festival next year.

Holi

How bad could it be getting messy? I asked myself as we drove to riverwalk. I was ready to celebrate Holi an Indian festival for welcoming spring and we celebrate by playing with colors. When we got there, the brown picnic benches were full of hungry colorful people gobbling food and I could hear the music playing in the background. I ran to the store at the pavilion to get colors. I chose the brightest colors to play with. They were as blue as the sky, as yellow as the sun, as orange as a ripe orange, as green as the meadows, as purple as a plum and as red as a heart. I couldn't wait to see the faces of my friends when I would literally splash them with colors and get splashed right back! There was lot of commotion from the playful colorful people on the brightly colored grass. There were adults, children, teenagers and even puppies enjoying throwing colors even at strangers and getting messy. There were a few surprise friends that I didn't know were coming. And that was my fun filled, messy Holi holiday!