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The movers worked quickly
to get all of the Suzuki's belongings into their new home. Things were moving swiftly thanks to the help of the first-time home owners. Mr. And Mrs. Suzuki carried as much as they could. And even their daughter Minami helped pull her weight by bringing in as many of her stuffed animals as her arms could hold.
The young family had saved for years and made many sacrifices to get to this day, but their dream had finally come true. They now had a home they could truly call their own. Gone were the days of living in drafty apartments or having to deal with noisy neighbors and landlords that turned an deaf r to their pleas for help.
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When all of their things were safely inside, the Suzuki family began moving boxes into their appropriate rooms. This task became difficult as Minami was opening every box she came across all in the name of finding the playthings that belonged to her and her alone.
Sneaking up behind her daughter, Mrs. Suzuki tickled her ribs and sent Minami into a wild fit of laughter. "What are you doing, Minami?" she asked.
"I'm looking for my crayons," replied Minami, who never bothered to turn around to face her mother. Instead, she continued searching wildly for her instruments of art. "Where did you put them? I want to draw a picture of our new house."
Learning of the
whereabouts of her things, Minami sprinted off to her room.
Mrs. Suzuki made her way to the kitchen to take a well deserved break with her husband. "Minami's already so comfortable with our new house," she said, taking a seat at the table. "It looks like the move wasn't as harda on her as we thought it was going to be."
"Kids are hard to read," said Mr. Suzuki. "One day they're happy, the next you can't get them to say a word. I just hope she doesn't wake up tomorrow angry with us for moving her away from all of her friends."
"What choice did we have? We were outgrowing oura old place. It was time for us to move. Besides, do you want to go back to that apartment? It smelled like dirty socks in the summer and it was colder inside than outside in the winter."
With so much going on, Mrs. Suzuki had lost track of the time. Lunchtime had passeda hours ago, and she was sure her dear Minami was in need of food. So she quickly made a sandwich and took it to her daughter's room.
Reaching the top of the stairs, Mrs. Suzuki coulda hear clearly that Minami was carrying on a conversation inside her room. Treading ever so carefully to t door, Mrs. Suzuki listened intently to what her daughter was saying.
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2024-08-16
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