The little quiet girl

There was once a child who was very quiet and patient. Very different from other kids of her age, she spoke very few words and remained silent for most of the time, as if lost in some deep thought always.

“My dear, why don’t you play in the streets with the other children? You will get bored sitting here all day long,” her mother would tell her.

But the quiet girl was never bored. She always preferred to sit in one corner of her house quietly, without causing trouble to any one. When she grew up big enough to go to school, she begged her mother to get her a book of doctrines and let her learn at home. Her mother got a book of doctrines for her.

“How can you read, my dear?” her mother said to her, “You have not been through your school lessons yet.”

But the girl was able to read at once without being taught. Day after day she sat in the corner reading her books and meditating.

When she grew up a little more, she asked her mother to build a little room for her away from the house, where she could study and think without any disturbance.

A little chamber was soon designated for her and the girl shut herself in there. Her mother often knocked on her door without getting any reply. She would peep through the keyhole to check whether her girl was alright. Then the mother would leave food and water for the girl at her doorstep and go away. Afterwards the food vessels would be emptied.

But one day, her mother was alarmed to find the girl’s food untouched. She peeped through the hole and was horrified to find her child sitting there, reading her book, while a huge man stood beside her, and all kinds of beasts and serpents filled the little room as well.

The frightened mother ran to the church and informed the priest of all that she had seen. But the priest calmed her, saying, ”I can understand. Those were devils trying to tempt her. But your child is a good soul, she will certainly not be shaken and instead become a saint.”

And the priest was right, for the mother found that evil shapes were gone after some days. Instead, she found her child’s room filled with a bright light with her girl sitting peacefully on her seat, lost in her books as usual.

When she grew older still, the priest and the people built a costly shrine for her where she stayed and prayed for hours. People used to visit her every day at a fixed time and requested her to pray for their wellbeing.

But one day, the shrine was found empty. Everyone looked about for the girl but didn’t find her. Then the old priest said that she must have been taken alive into heaven by angels. And probably so, because the little quiet girl was never seen again since. (kidsgen.com)