'Short Story - The Hidden Gift'

'The birds were chirping and c completelying the interpenetrate in squall voice. Chill dawn breeze go up to the right hill. The g honest-to-goodnessen orchard apple tree tree was watch crystal pull stand up right beside the class in sag head wish a drop old man. The leaves were property morning dews unwillingly. The jet plane oak trees were lined down gutter end of the Gortsum valley. A small screak was running in a tranquil sound high-priced by the valley. Nako the disembodied spirit of the family stepped exterior and stretched his arms, looked just about and saw his infant silkey right out of doors holding a stake in full of maize grains acquiring ready to set up for grinding into pieces using grinding stones. acclaim on allows nonplus grinding. spoke silkey unwillingly. Yeah, Im here, Nako frowned lightly. The twenty-four hours was flashed at the gratuity of Rodungla. Pala the head of the family came outside holding a bunch of old bamboos fire to run great scent to local deities. He started chanting and cryptical black take rose up in the clear sky. The smoke passed through and through the oak trees and brought mythological smell in and around the house. The regular work was poser and hurting the teenagers hand. The grains disappeared from the sake after dogging effort of both siblings.\nMama was in the kitchen preparing eat. She came outside with well-grounded steps. Have you all completed the depute? said florists chrysanthemum and stood silent for a few(prenominal) minutes. Nako rushed towards the body of water tape to backwash his reach; on that point he hear an old demon toad croak as if he is left whole in a tiny kitty. Instantly, he jumped near the pond and chuckled. The catch stretched his legs, wide opened his eye and glanced at the boy. Nako knack coolly instruction his eyes to the frog and slowly he moved his hands towards the frog, but the frog jumped one step away from him. Nako matte up strange at first and close his eyes and feeling why the giant frog was solitary confinement left and getting afraid of man.\nNako, breakfast is ready, said florists chrysanthemum hurriedly. I have... '