ReadFin Literary Journal (Winter 2018)
In the compilation of the 'Readfin' Literary Journal the editors and designers have worked closely together. The final outcome is a journal that incorporates fiction, poetry and prose, illustration, and creative fiction – a melting pot, something for everyone. Journals such as this have wide ranging appeal, not only for those who have submitted stories, but great as gifts, for book clubs, and an illustration of what can be achieved for students of writing and publishing. 'Readfin' is a published book with their writing.
In the compilation of the 'Readfin' Literary Journal the editors and designers have worked closely together. The final outcome is a journal that incorporates fiction, poetry and prose, illustration, and creative fiction – a melting pot, something for everyone. Journals such as this have wide ranging appeal, not only for those who have submitted stories, but great as gifts, for book clubs, and an illustration of what can be achieved for students of writing and publishing. 'Readfin' is a published book with their writing.
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Where Do My Hands Come From?
Shella Shpigel
There is a little girl called Mila who has two hands and ten
fingers.
Her mummy has two hands and ten fingers too. Her mummy is
painting her nails today as Mila watches on.
Mummy says: “We use our hands to draw pictures”. Let’s draw
pictures together.”
Mila draws a picture and looks at mummy’s hands. She thinks:
‘mummy’s hands are darker than mine.’
Mummy says: “We use our hands to cook dinner. Let’s cook dinner
together.”
Mila helps cook dinner and looks at mummy’s hands. She thinks:
‘mummy’s hands are bigger than mine.’
Mummy says “We use our hands to brush our teeth. Let’s brush
our teeth together.”
Mila brushes her teeth and looks at mummy’s hands. She thinks:
‘mummy’s hands are wrinklier than mine’
Mummy explains that it’s time for bed so she tucks Mila in with
a goodnight kiss and closes the door. Mila lies in bed and stares
at the shadow of her hands on the ceiling. She wonders: ‘where
do my hands come from?’
The next day, Mila wakes up and quickly eats her breakfast. She
must to speak to her bear Ted.
Mila asks Ted: “Ted, where do my hands come from?” Ted shrugs
and shows Mila his hands. Mila says: “Ted your hands are softer
than mine.”
Mila decides asks her doll Georgie: “Georgie, where do my hands
come from?” Georgie shrugs and shows Mila her hands. Mila
says: “Georgie your hands are frecklier than mine.”
Mila asks Monkey: “Monkey, where do my hands come from?”
Monkey shrugs and shows Mila his hands. Mila says: “Monkey
your hands are hairier than mine.”
Mila decides to ask mummy: “Mummy my hands don’t look like
yours. Where do my hands come from?” “Your hands come from
your daddy and maybe one day you will meet him and see for
yourself. But what’s most important is they are yours now. Your
hands. That’s what makes you special Mila. Not even Ted, Georgie
or Monkey have your hands” mummy explains.
And your hands can do anything. Your hands can heal sick people.
Your hands can compose music. Your hands can win tennis
matches. Your hands are yours and only yours. Your hands can do
great things in this world.
Mila smiles to herself. She then picks up her basketball and runs
outside to shoot a hoop.
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