Fiction: Group 1
Azhuo
Western Academy of Beijing, Wang,Aaliyah - 8, Fiction: Group 1
hen is Azhuo’s plane landing mommy?” I asked,“I’m sorry but there’s still half an hour.”said
Mommy. I had been looking forward to see Azhuo from last summer when I found her in a
magic way. In July, I travelled with my parents to QUJING,YUNNAN where is the source
of Pearl River, I walked along the river, suddenly I saw a glass bottle flowing on the river, then an crazy idea
came to my mind, I thought: “ it would be quit an interesting thing if I wrote a message and my mailing
address in a glass bottle to see where it stopped, maybe I’ll find a secret friend!” I was so excited about this
idea and did it right away. It was an evening in September I received a letter. It was a letter from a girl named
Azhuo who I did not know. I opened the envelop:
Dear Aaliyah,
My name is Azhuo, I am 7. I received your bottle…Is Guangzhou
a big city?What does it look at?What is school bus, what does it
look like? …
O my goodness, I was so shocked by the words, my bottle was found by a little girl who lived in the deep
mountain, I was so excited to luckily find a secret friend! After that, we wrote each other and in letters we
talked about our lives, schools and friends, we also share the happy and sad things. Everything is pretty new
and interesting for each other! From those letters, I knew that Azhuo is the third girl of her family who lived
in a small house without TV, the only machine was radio from which they can know the news outside the
world. Her village was so poor and they were so eager to study at school, they had to walk 20km to school
everyday, and all the kids were so excellent to slip over the river in a ropeway.
I got a letter from Azhuo in the winter of 2014 before the new years eve,Azhuo was so sad that she lost her
new year’s gift, a pair of shoes from her parents, it was not only a pair of shoes but the shoes the sisters will
wear in the next few years,Azhuo cried in the letter sadly which made me felt so bad. I told my parents that I
made a decision to help my friend. I broke my piggy bank and counted my savings, then asked my mom to
buy new shoes and send to Azhuo. My family were shocked by the poor situation of Azhuo’s village.We
decided to do something for Azhuo’s family.
This is the story about Azhuo and me, our friendship is connected by the Pear River.As we always said:
when we drink water, we must not forget where it comes from.We have to appreciate her,The Pearl River,
because she raises us and she is our mother of this delta land!
“W
