Reunion (Part I)



Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Hans. He was ten years old. Hans was the only child of his parents who loved him a lot.

Hans was a very cheerful boy. He was just like a pure flower. No matter what happened, the boy used to be in a joyous mood each moment. Sometimes, he used to whistle like the twittering birds. Sometimes, the boy used to sing with an open heart. Moreover, he was really very fond of the glimpses of fairs where he could have lots of amusement.

On such a day, he went to visit the fairground with his parents. It was an excellent time for all of them. The roller-coaster was the main attraction there. Everything was going on smoothly and happily. But such things did not last long.

Suddenly, Hans’ father could feel that his son’s fingers slipped away from his hands. Out of nervousness, Hans’ father looked for him all around himself. Alas! He could not even hear the voice of Hans. Hans’ father told his mother everything that had happened. Both the parents of the boy felt so hopeless that they could not understand what to do.

Right then the helpless father cried out, “H-a-n-s! Where are you, dear?”

There was no reply.

[Retold the story of Hans in Luck]

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