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Once upon a time, a very long time ago, there was a little girl called « Rokaya ».She was the youngest of her siblings ; her family and especially her father loved her and spoiled her a lot .One day, the 5 years old girl was playing with her friends in front of her house ; suddenly came 2 thieves ,stole the poor kids & took them to another city far away from their homes .Rokaya’s friends were sold to different families, as servants maybe, but the lillte girl was given to a sterile family who took care of her as if she was their real kid .Later,Rokaya was told the reality by her new parents but unfortunately no one knew where she was coming from or what is her real family name.
Years went by & the little girl became a lady, she got married & got two children.Her youngest child started going to school & at his first contact with his teacher,this later noticed that the boy looks like someone he knows.. the Teacher asked the kid to tell his mother to come to school the next day because he wants to talk to her.The next morning, Rokaya held her son’s hand and took him to school ;Rokaya met the teacher …she thought that her son did something wrong …but « no » said the teacher « i called you because i want to ask you a question madam and please forgive me if i’m asking about something personal.. where are you originally from ? » … Rokaya maintained silence for a while … «actually ,i don’t know !!!! » she replied ; then she started narrating her story…how she was stolen as a kid and raised but another family,etc … .The teacher listened carefully to the lady’s story & told her « Madam, i have a friend in the village that i’m coming from whose sister was stolen many years ago & you look exactly like him ». Rokaya was shocked to what she was hearing ,the teacher continued « i’ll send him a letter and tell him to come ».
Few days later ,the teacher’s friend came with his mother and went to Rokaya’s house .They knocked the door and Rokaya opened .. there was a moment of silence between the 3 of them …they were just gazing at each other …and all at once, the mother hugged her daughter and started crying …yes Rokaya is her daughter, she recognized her, she can’t forget her … years perhaps changed things in the girl’s body but her facial features are still the same.Rokaya crying of happiness sat with her mother & brother and talked and talked and talked… and little by little the young lady started remembering things about her family …unfortunately her father died few years after she disappeared, he couldn’t bear the absence of his little girl .Rokaya’s husband & 2 children were only watching & listening because nothing can be done or said in front of this moving scene ….Yes !!!! finally & after so many years Rokaya meets her real mother & siblings and now her kidds know their uncles, aunts & cousins …nothing can be compared to the happiness that Rokaya & her family feel .
This plot can be a good story for a novel or a play or a movie, but actually this is not a result of a creative imagination …this story is real, this is the story of my grandmother « Rokaya » .
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