My Stories
DO DREAMS REALLY COME TRUE??
Have you ever had a dream and you just wish for it to come true? I wake up in the morning and look up in the sky asking my heavenly father if he sees what am going through, wondering if
he even ever knew that I existed in this world. Asking all those different questions on my mind. Does God hear my prayers every single day? Does he care about me? Am I really the princess if he is the king of kings? I just kept wondering if I would ever get a family like other children I see at my orphanage. But one question I had in mind; why those children never wanted to leave and why were they crying if God gave them a family?? Didn’t they know what God is doing for them? Didn’t they realize how blessed they are? I never
understood why they even cried. I didn’t even think that I wanted to
know.
Now you might be wondering why? But you just can’t imagine
things as if you were living in Africa. Some of you think that Africa is an amazing place. It is when you are not an orphan.
I wake up in the morning and look up in the sky asking my heavenly father if He sees what am going through, wondering if He even ever knows that I exist in this world. Asking all those different questions on my mind. Does God hear my prayers every single day? Does he care about me? Am I really the princess if he is the king of kings? I just kept wondering if I would ever get a family.
It was a rainy day, cold and it was going by so slowly but I wanted it
to; because in one year I would age out the orphanage. I was looking through the window, feeling all alone, guilty, shamed, unloved and invisible! Not even a second before I turned my head away from the window, I heard a car on the rocky road. My body was in class
but my mind and my soul were outside to find out who was getting out of that nice red shiny car. All of the sudden I see two white ladies stepping out of the car. Unloading luggage as if they were going to spend the whole year at the orphanage.
The young lady came up to me.
“My name is Agnes and I am 12 years old, what do you want from
me?”
“I want nothing from you dear; I just thought you are really a
beautiful young lady”
“Well thank you, I think you are beautiful and the nicest lady I
have ever met.”
“My name is Mackenzie Jackson and the lady you see over there is my mom.”
“It is was nice to meet you, Mackenzie”
“Ok, Agnes, it was nice to meet you too.”
I watched her walk away as she held on the side of her long blue skirt. I felt some tears in my eyes, feeling the love and the joy I haven’t felt in a while as if I had just talked to an angel. I stood up where I was sitting to go share my joy with my friends. To share how the angel visited me today. I just went right into my dormitory and laid on bed feeling happy and moody at the same. But deep down in my heart I just wished to talk to Mackenzie again and get to know her better as long she is here.
I was in my second period class when I heard my teacher call my
name. My heart pounded so hard with fear and questions; wondering which type of crime I had committed. My teacher told me to go see the front office. When I reached the door I saw the highly respected lady Mrs. Jalia, my principal. She looked at me with happiness in her
eyes and all of a sudden she told me to follow her. We reached the front of the guest house
I was told to take a seat in the beautiful sofa chairs; they were all
nice, soft and comfy. I was introduced by Jalia. She
told them about my history and how long I have lived at the orphanage for 11 years almost 12. Mrs. Jodi asked Jalia to leave us alone for a few minutes. At this moment, I was thinking so many things at a same time. I almost thought my brain was losing control.
“Agnes dear”, Mrs. Jodi said.
“Yes ma’am” I said.
“I know you are confused and worried, but everything is going to
be alright.”
“Okay”I said innocently.
“You are going to be my new daughter from today on.”
“What??”….with my mouth wide open; wondering if my ears are not
functioning any more.
“Are you sure you want me to be your daughter?... I am not the best child in this orphanage.”
“Nobody is perfect in this world. But I am going back home with
you.”
I just ran and hugged her so tight crying the tears of joy. I felt like I
had been rescued. I felt like God just visited earth today. My prayers were answered; my dream came true that I was going to live in America the best country ever. I was going to get the best education and become a doctor and have the kind of life I really wanted to - new things, new family and new world. I felt so much joy deep inside me. My heart was saying that and my mind questioning me at the same time! What about your friends? What about your school? What about your country,
the place where you were born? Those questions came running in my mind but I pushed back those thoughts, picking back up the good thoughts of my dreams. The most important thing is that on that day, I got my DREAM and my new FAMILY!!!!
by Agnes Shalimar Tucker
he even ever knew that I existed in this world. Asking all those different questions on my mind. Does God hear my prayers every single day? Does he care about me? Am I really the princess if he is the king of kings? I just kept wondering if I would ever get a family like other children I see at my orphanage. But one question I had in mind; why those children never wanted to leave and why were they crying if God gave them a family?? Didn’t they know what God is doing for them? Didn’t they realize how blessed they are? I never
understood why they even cried. I didn’t even think that I wanted to
know.
Now you might be wondering why? But you just can’t imagine
things as if you were living in Africa. Some of you think that Africa is an amazing place. It is when you are not an orphan.
I wake up in the morning and look up in the sky asking my heavenly father if He sees what am going through, wondering if He even ever knows that I exist in this world. Asking all those different questions on my mind. Does God hear my prayers every single day? Does he care about me? Am I really the princess if he is the king of kings? I just kept wondering if I would ever get a family.
It was a rainy day, cold and it was going by so slowly but I wanted it
to; because in one year I would age out the orphanage. I was looking through the window, feeling all alone, guilty, shamed, unloved and invisible! Not even a second before I turned my head away from the window, I heard a car on the rocky road. My body was in class
but my mind and my soul were outside to find out who was getting out of that nice red shiny car. All of the sudden I see two white ladies stepping out of the car. Unloading luggage as if they were going to spend the whole year at the orphanage.
The young lady came up to me.
“My name is Agnes and I am 12 years old, what do you want from
me?”
“I want nothing from you dear; I just thought you are really a
beautiful young lady”
“Well thank you, I think you are beautiful and the nicest lady I
have ever met.”
“My name is Mackenzie Jackson and the lady you see over there is my mom.”
“It is was nice to meet you, Mackenzie”
“Ok, Agnes, it was nice to meet you too.”
I watched her walk away as she held on the side of her long blue skirt. I felt some tears in my eyes, feeling the love and the joy I haven’t felt in a while as if I had just talked to an angel. I stood up where I was sitting to go share my joy with my friends. To share how the angel visited me today. I just went right into my dormitory and laid on bed feeling happy and moody at the same. But deep down in my heart I just wished to talk to Mackenzie again and get to know her better as long she is here.
I was in my second period class when I heard my teacher call my
name. My heart pounded so hard with fear and questions; wondering which type of crime I had committed. My teacher told me to go see the front office. When I reached the door I saw the highly respected lady Mrs. Jalia, my principal. She looked at me with happiness in her
eyes and all of a sudden she told me to follow her. We reached the front of the guest house
I was told to take a seat in the beautiful sofa chairs; they were all
nice, soft and comfy. I was introduced by Jalia. She
told them about my history and how long I have lived at the orphanage for 11 years almost 12. Mrs. Jodi asked Jalia to leave us alone for a few minutes. At this moment, I was thinking so many things at a same time. I almost thought my brain was losing control.
“Agnes dear”, Mrs. Jodi said.
“Yes ma’am” I said.
“I know you are confused and worried, but everything is going to
be alright.”
“Okay”I said innocently.
“You are going to be my new daughter from today on.”
“What??”….with my mouth wide open; wondering if my ears are not
functioning any more.
“Are you sure you want me to be your daughter?... I am not the best child in this orphanage.”
“Nobody is perfect in this world. But I am going back home with
you.”
I just ran and hugged her so tight crying the tears of joy. I felt like I
had been rescued. I felt like God just visited earth today. My prayers were answered; my dream came true that I was going to live in America the best country ever. I was going to get the best education and become a doctor and have the kind of life I really wanted to - new things, new family and new world. I felt so much joy deep inside me. My heart was saying that and my mind questioning me at the same time! What about your friends? What about your school? What about your country,
the place where you were born? Those questions came running in my mind but I pushed back those thoughts, picking back up the good thoughts of my dreams. The most important thing is that on that day, I got my DREAM and my new FAMILY!!!!
by Agnes Shalimar Tucker