The Journey For The Root
Bradbury School, Sarbani Kumar, Fiction: Group 2
C
ome on, come on!” exclaimed Mongi, a 16 year-old girl. She had a Mom, Two brothers
and a sister. She was going to set off on a journey to the other side of the Gobi desert
since her mother was very ill and only a special root, the root of the ephedra shrub was
able to cure her.
“Here you go Ive packed everything” Gunai, Mongi’s older sister handed her a backpack that
had everything she needed.
“Thanks, bye Tamay! bye Kubo!” she charged out of the hut and set off on her Journey.
It had been two days on her camel. She had survived with food and water, her sister packed
but she was running low on it. “Yes! Finally, a village” She was relieved that she found a place
where she could spend her ten million tügrik on supplies. “Excuse me”
“Yes ma’am how may I help you?” asked the shopkeeper. He had brown hair, small eyes and he
wore a black cloak with a dark blue shirt and black pants and his boots were strangely familiar.
“How much for the food and water?” she asked
“That would be…” he did a little calculation on his hand and said “150 tügrik”
“Thats a bit much isn’t it?” Mongi whipped open her bag and took out the money.
Then, a man as quick as a cheetah ran off with the money.
“Thief, thief! He stole my money!” shouted Mongi with smoke shooting out of her ears. She
tried running after him but she slipped and fell to the ground.
Everybody chased after him then, a stranger caught up with him took the money away from
him and handed it back to Mongi.
“Excuse me are you alright?” he helped Mongi up “My name is Dhyri” He was a tall, heavy
man with small eyes, long, black hair to the middle of his back and he dressed exactly the same
as the thief “what’s your name and where are you from?”
“My name is Mongi and I’m from Tikhtai village” she explained her story then looked around
“umm…. does everybody dress exactly the same?”
“Yes, unfortunately no other clothes are made.”
“Oh! I see” she said tapping her chin in deep thought.
“It seems like you have nowhere to stay? Would you like to stay at my hut? Me, my mum and
my twin sister stay together.”
“Thank you so much!” Mongi said jumping up and down.
They walked to a unusually large hut and went inside.
“Wow you have a big hut!” Mongi told Dhyri astounded.
“Thanks, my mum stayed in this same hut when she was young that is why it is so big and
strong we have gathered a lot of materials.” he explained, “mama! I bought somebody home!”
An old woman walked through a small door. She was bending down and had a wooden stick
she used for walking “hello, what brings you here?”
They explained what had happened outside and where she was going.
“Well did you know that the ephedra root is a very-very rare plant, you can only find it near
the pit of sand dunes facing north. Lots of people have tried but only some have succeeded,” she
explained to Mongi.
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