One nice looking lady asked me while I was eyeballing art projects in the entry hall after signing in guest log book. Wait, Let me tell first how I got in this situation. Rewind to one hour ago.
For the first time I was feeling uncomfortable in our car . I believe I got car sick. I slid down the passenger side window.
“Why?” Papa was curious. Because I never liked opening the window in highway. Too much noise.
“I want some Oxygen.”
“Why don’t you admit you are nervous!” Mama and Papa burst into laugh.
“I AM NOT NERVOUS!” I yelled out. I got very mad.
“Do not Shout, Nanu. That’s not good manner.” Mama reminded.
But,I am still mad while writing these lines.
The van stopped at the gas station. I picked pink lemonade and a spill- proof bottle of water for Saanvi. Dad took Sushi and water. After a while we arrived in a nice building with beautiful garden. Parking lot was full with cars. I saw one different van with satellite on top. Dad told that is a local TV crew.
“Thanks for coming!” Two teenage girls welcomed us and ushered inside. A lady handed blue, shiny ribbons which was really hard to put on! We helped each other. We were looking at the posters and clicking pictures. All of a sudden this beautiful lady approached us and said ” Are you…?”
“Yes, I am Samsara.” I said.
Then she took my hand and started walking towards the police officer. He was busy in talking with six/seven other people all in nice suits. She introduced me with the officer. My small hand just slipped into his huge hand. She took some pictures.
In the great room, slides of the Jenny Lin, a kidnapped girl flips one after another in the screen. The story was very sad. The background song ” Everything I do, I do it for you,” made the environment more sad. It was the Jenny Lin memorial day. I took part in the Child safety contest organized by Jenny Lin Foundation. It was the day to announce the winners!
“How do I get up there on the stage with everybody looking at me? Will I be the only winner with a dress on? Will I look silly? What if I drop my prize in front of everyone?” My mind was racing with such questions. My stomach was doing cartwheels. I was crossing my fingers, praying everything goes well. Still, I was excited. The lady announced my name. I walked up to the stage. The same police officer handed me the prize. I joined the line of winners in the stage. Now, I did not feel nervous at all! Local TV channels and photographers took our pictures. I felt proud of myself. When I looked at my parents, their eyes were full of tears of happiness. Afterwards, our family proudly went home. What a wonderful experience! Now I am thinking about how to spend the prize money that I won. Do you have any suggestions?
P.S. I saw this nice safety advertisement in the internet. Hope you will like it!