Isla was startled by the sudden scream that seemed to have come from her neighbour's house. She glanced out her bedroom window and saw her neighbour Ruth, dancing about excitedly, waving a pink envelope in her hand. She looked up and caught Isla looking.
"Guess who's already gotten her invitation?" Ruth screamed and twirled around. Isla forced on a smile before closing her window. She threw herself on her bed, trying hard to hold back her tears. At the same her mother walked into the room.
"Did you hear?" she asked. "Your neighbour Ruth's gotten her invitation to Kale Island." Isla glared at her mother.
"Who hasn't heard? She probably woke up half the village with her screaming," she answered bitterly. Her mother let out a sigh and reached down to stroke Isla's hair.
"Don't worry Isla. Your..." she started to say. "Yes I know. My time will come," Isla finished quickly, annoyed. She pushed her mother's hand away. Isla's mother sighed again and quietly left the room.
Isla buried her face her pillow and screamed. When will my invitation to Kale Island come, she thought angrily.
Kale Island is an island located at a great distance from the small country Isla lives in. The citizens of the country dreams of one day being able to go to Kale Island, to escape the drab lives that comes with living in the country. The reality of Kale Island differs for each individual. Isla, like every other citizen, has been anxious to visit Kale Island ever since she heard the stories her parents had told her about it. However, not just anyone is allowed to enter Kale Island. There is only two ways that one can gain access to Kale Island. The first method would be to wait for a random invitation that is given to one citizen every year. With a population of over 300,000 people, Isla's odds were zero to none. The second way is to build a ship, learn how to sail it and sail through the waters that separates Kale Island from the country. It would require a massive amount of time, effort and dedication which Isla has never bothered to invest.
Isla was afraid that her youth will run out before she gets a chance to see the island. There was nothing else that she craved more than an chance to live on Kale Island. She hoped and prayed every year to see a pink envelope in her mailbox but it never came. Isla sobbed into her pillow. She thought of giving up all hopes of receiving the invitation. She could settle down in the country comfortably, complying to a way of life she so strongly disliked.
Isla jumped off her bed, her heart sinking at the thought. She hastily dragged her hands all over her face, wiping away her tears. She then proceeded to the living room where her parents were talking.
"Mother, father," Isla began. Her parents responded by hurling thick and heavy textbooks at her. The books hit her square in the chest, knocking her out of breath.
"What are you doing?" she gasped. Her father smiled and continued to stack more books in her hands.
"These are manuals and guides on how to build and sail a ship," he explained, smiling. "We're going to help you build a ship to sail to Kale Island," her mother continued excitedly. Isla threw the books aside.
"I'm giving up," she declared. "I have no desire of going to Kale Island any more." Her parents exchanged glances and started to laugh.
"If you think we're going to let you give up after all we've been through in getting these manuals for you, think again," her father chortled. "This is impossible. It is going to take forever to build this ship," Isla complained.
"That maybe true but think about it. The possibility of the ship being finished eventually is more possible than an invitation ever arriving," her mother said, pulling Isla into a hug. "I've been telling you every year that your time will come. You can either wait for it to come or you can speed time up. All that's standing in your way is your commitment and dedication into building this ship." Isla pondered over her mother's words, acknowledging the truth in them.
That night, as Isla laid down to sleep, she glanced at the stack of books on her desk. "My time will come," she assured herself and her lips curled into a smile at the hopefulness of those words.
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Kale Island represents the dreams and goals we hope to achieve in the future. Do we wait for luck to give us the invitation to our dreams that might or might not come? Or do we build a ship and make a way to get to it ourselves?
"Did you hear?" she asked. "Your neighbour Ruth's gotten her invitation to Kale Island." Isla glared at her mother.
"Who hasn't heard? She probably woke up half the village with her screaming," she answered bitterly. Her mother let out a sigh and reached down to stroke Isla's hair.
"Don't worry Isla. Your..." she started to say. "Yes I know. My time will come," Isla finished quickly, annoyed. She pushed her mother's hand away. Isla's mother sighed again and quietly left the room.
Isla buried her face her pillow and screamed. When will my invitation to Kale Island come, she thought angrily.
Kale Island is an island located at a great distance from the small country Isla lives in. The citizens of the country dreams of one day being able to go to Kale Island, to escape the drab lives that comes with living in the country. The reality of Kale Island differs for each individual. Isla, like every other citizen, has been anxious to visit Kale Island ever since she heard the stories her parents had told her about it. However, not just anyone is allowed to enter Kale Island. There is only two ways that one can gain access to Kale Island. The first method would be to wait for a random invitation that is given to one citizen every year. With a population of over 300,000 people, Isla's odds were zero to none. The second way is to build a ship, learn how to sail it and sail through the waters that separates Kale Island from the country. It would require a massive amount of time, effort and dedication which Isla has never bothered to invest.
Isla was afraid that her youth will run out before she gets a chance to see the island. There was nothing else that she craved more than an chance to live on Kale Island. She hoped and prayed every year to see a pink envelope in her mailbox but it never came. Isla sobbed into her pillow. She thought of giving up all hopes of receiving the invitation. She could settle down in the country comfortably, complying to a way of life she so strongly disliked.
Isla jumped off her bed, her heart sinking at the thought. She hastily dragged her hands all over her face, wiping away her tears. She then proceeded to the living room where her parents were talking.
"Mother, father," Isla began. Her parents responded by hurling thick and heavy textbooks at her. The books hit her square in the chest, knocking her out of breath.
"What are you doing?" she gasped. Her father smiled and continued to stack more books in her hands.
"These are manuals and guides on how to build and sail a ship," he explained, smiling. "We're going to help you build a ship to sail to Kale Island," her mother continued excitedly. Isla threw the books aside.
"I'm giving up," she declared. "I have no desire of going to Kale Island any more." Her parents exchanged glances and started to laugh.
"If you think we're going to let you give up after all we've been through in getting these manuals for you, think again," her father chortled. "This is impossible. It is going to take forever to build this ship," Isla complained.
"That maybe true but think about it. The possibility of the ship being finished eventually is more possible than an invitation ever arriving," her mother said, pulling Isla into a hug. "I've been telling you every year that your time will come. You can either wait for it to come or you can speed time up. All that's standing in your way is your commitment and dedication into building this ship." Isla pondered over her mother's words, acknowledging the truth in them.
That night, as Isla laid down to sleep, she glanced at the stack of books on her desk. "My time will come," she assured herself and her lips curled into a smile at the hopefulness of those words.
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Kale Island represents the dreams and goals we hope to achieve in the future. Do we wait for luck to give us the invitation to our dreams that might or might not come? Or do we build a ship and make a way to get to it ourselves?
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