Fiction: Day Twelve. “Short Kids Story.”

Malek Sherif

A Legal Disclaimer for a Fictional Story: This is a work of fiction and cannot be presented as fact. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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At the very end of What-a-Jolly Street lived an old woman who went by the name of Mrs. Apricot. Her given name was Mrs. Apricot, and she unmistakably resembled an apricot with her rosy complexion and plump figure. Mrs. Apricot was teaching the knitters of What-a-Jolly Street how to make their garments. This afternoon, everyone was at her house stitching colorful yarn squares together. They took their time and worked carefully and steadily.

Mrs. Apricot exclaimed, among the clicking of their needles, "The Twelfth Day has finally arrived. Oh my goodness, I still have vivid memories of how much fun we had at our yearly masquerade party when I was a little girl. There were games, and we got gifts. Oh my goodness. The phrase "twelfth-day" left Betty Watson with a lot of questions.

It is the twelfth day following Christmas, often known as "Old Christmas," which they celebrated in years past as "What Mrs. Apricot had to say. Traditionally, "Twelfth Night," which is the night before December 25, is when the three kings bring gifts to baby Jesus.

Ruth Barrett spoke in a hushed tone and stated, "They traveled a long distance and arrived on the Twelfth Night. priceless goods and an illuminating beacon." Oh, it would be wonderful if we could buy a gift for an infant to commemorate the occasion."Oh, it would be wonderful if I could buy a gift for an infant. "Mary Lou Brown was the one who asked the question. However, neither my partner nor I have any children, so none of us have any presents to give.

Polly Carter, the Wee One, Susan Ling said. The phrase "And we have these squares!" was said by Betty Watson. If you were to sew them together, Mrs. Apricot, do you think it would be possible? Mrs. Apricot's question was, "And are you going to make Polly a carriage robe?"

They carried out the plan! The blanket that Mrs. Apricot made for Baby is just stunning, and the little one could not have asked for anything more beautiful. Polly had no idea that she was helping celebrate the Twelfth Day. When she saw what was going on, she squealed with joy and clapped her fat little hands.

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With over a decade of writing stories for the local paper, Malek Sherif has a uniquely friendly voice that shines through in his newest collection of children's stories, which explores the importance we place on the legacy.

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