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Mrinmayi Deshpande

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Mrinmayi Deshpande

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The Adventurous Princess

The Adventurous Princess

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Why can’t I join the adventure class with my brother Daniel? Princess Daisy asked her father about the 100th time in that day. Her brother Daniel was going to join an adventure class and Daisy wanted to join to but the rules said no princesses allowed and her father(the king) did not want to get hurt or anything. On the other side daisy thought it would be fun plus she had all the qualities an adventurous person should have. Leisurely she went to her brother’s bedroom to ask if she could join the class he was not there where could he have gone???

Like a squirrel searching for his precious nut she looked for her brother. Unexpectedly the petrified girl heard a deafening scream! Like a princess walking through her coronation ball she went to the spick and span window, she looked outside and saw her brother hanging from a lanky tree. “finally the day has come when I will rescue somebody and my father will be proud of me and give me an admission in the adventurous class” thought Daisy enthusiastically. Just when she was going to go out of the room she saw their castle butler rescuing her brother with the help of a ladder, she became broken, dejected and miserable.

She went down the stairs furiously, knocking one or two servants down and then finally came to the garden. It was a windy, sunny day but she found a sunny spot under a tree gloomily she sat down. A blank paper flew over her arm, she turned it around it was an pamphlet about an adventure camp for 2-3 days. “I know I will go in the camp and tell my father that I am going to have a sleepover with my friends. Like a contented, cheerful and overjoyed ballerina she packed for the camp. A silent knock on the door made Daisy gulp the person opened the waterproof, pink door. She was relieved as it was only her brother but the only problem was did he know anything about the camp. Her brother looked at her suitcase and then at her face he knew that look it meant his boyish sister is hiding something from him. “What are you doing here staring at me”? Asked Daisy to him finally. “I am just looking at your face... do you have any secrets which you have not told me”? Asked Daniel. “Why would I keep a secret from my brother”? “Well Daisy why is this suitcase here”? “This suitcase had some of my cloths in it which I still need to try on”. “Alright I will leave it to you” he told her. When her brother went away she heaved a sigh of relief and pulled the bag’s zip, she went out of her bedroom and on the royal coach. She went to the camp she did not see even one girl over there only boys but she didn’t mind being in a crowd of boys. She joined the line when it was her chance she told her name the person on the desk expected a boy’s name he told her that girls were not allowed in this camp but she told him that there was not a rule about no girls allowed feeling low the man wrote her name and asked for her parent’s number so that they can call them and tell them that daisy had reached the camp when her parents heard the news they got here before you can say popcorn on pizza. Daisy asked them why she couldn’t be like boys then her father told her the story-

“Actually your mother had died after giving birth to Daniel and you while fighting cancer, when you were born I was very happy as I wanted a daughter even if you were not going to take over the kingdom at least you would be mature and not like your brother but when you both were born my priest told that Daisy is going to be exactly like Daniel in other words boyish. So I should stop you in your childhood only but that did not work and day by day you grew fond of rope- climbing, trekking etc instead of dolls and tea parties” said their father crying. Daisy consoled him and said “Don’t worry dad even if I will become a boyish person in life, I will also be your sweet, little and mature princess”.


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