The little Speaker

 

The Little Speaker - A short note on a little child who visited our home. Here goes first a comic version with own scripted using AI 

The Little Speaker

 One pleasant afternoon, a little girl named Aparna whose grandmother stays nearby came to our home. Like every curious child, she was eager to explore things around her and walked over to the rooms .

 

I gaves her a soft toy Mickey Mouse lovingly made by my sister. Hugging it with delight, she wandered from one room to another. Soon she discovered my nephew's collection of little games and toys, ranging from balls, stackings, starlinks,nestings eggs and all those for little kids. The two children sat on the floor and  played together happily. Then they both enjoyed some tasty snacks, Aparna still continued her little adventure around the house.

 

In another room sat my mother, quietly resting on her chair with a book that she was reading. Beside her stood her height-adjustable three-legged walking stick.

Aparna  slowly walked towards my mother. She didn't say a word. Instead, her eyes remained fixed on the walking stick. She moved closer, reached out, and gently held the handle. It was exactly at the level of her tiny mouth.

Then, with complete confidence, she smiled and said, "Hello... hello..."

To everyone watching, it was a walking stick. But to Aparna, it was a microphone as if on a speaker's stand, just like the ones she had probably seen at school functions or public speeches or in the television. In that single innocent moment, her imagination transformed an ordinary object into something extraordinary.

 

What touched me most was not just her playful act, but the remarkable way her young mind connected one object with another. Such a little girl—who had only just begun, or was about to begin, her school life—had observed the world so carefully that she could recreate it through her imagination.

 

Well, children remind us that imagination has no age. They don't see the world merely as it is; they see what it can become.

If I can imagine myself on that day, an ordinary walking stick became a microphone, and a quiet corner of our home became Aparna's very first stage. This took me to a feeling that children should be allowed whatever they want to do and explore the little little things around them. And of course under one’s guidance.