Mom ran her fingers through my hair and planted a kiss on my
forehead. “Good morning!” she
chimed. “Happy Birthday!”
Finally, it was here.
My day! I couldn’t wait for the
chocolate cake with chocolate frosting that would be coming after dinner!
Being Saturday, the whole family was home to have breakfast
together. We sat at the table, taking
turns filling our tummies as the crisp, steamy waffles finished cooking. I was watching Mom closely though, because
she had a smirk that said there was something more exciting than waffles and
chocolate cake happening on this day.
As breakfast was wrapping up and we were clearing the table,
the doorbell rang. Dad went to answer
it. A minute later, he walked into the
room carrying a package.
“It’s here!” mom shouted gleefully. We all stared at her, wondering what was
up! She took the package, sat on the sofa,
and called me over to sit next to her.
That is when she told me with great enthusiasm about her
uncle, my great uncle – an adventurer that had traveled the globe until a
couple years ago when he became confined to a wheelchair. I had never met nor heard of him before and
wondered why.
“My uncle sent this for you.
Go ahead and open it,” Mom said as her eyes twinkled and she handed me
the package.
With fingers that were shaky with anticipation, I pulled off
the string and unwrapped the paper.
Now it is your turn! What happens next?
What is in the package?
