The story of a girl

Do you know? What am I afraid of the ringing of the phone… At that time I was an eight-year-old child. My father was a soldier. My mother worked as a teacher at school. because of my dad’s work, we often moved. My mother had to constantly change her job from province to province. But it was not always possible to find a job for my mother. I didn’t have any close friends because my school changed every time. At school, it would take time for me to learn from my teachers. I couldn’t go out with anyone. All my classmates used to make fun of me as a nomad. but I love my dad’s work. Every time my father left for work, he would kiss me goodbye.

Like all children, I longed for my father to be with me more. But it remained a dream. my father always came home late from work, and sometimes stayed on night duty. At night, I would go to sleep waiting for my father…

I remember that day was my birthday. I was nine years old. On that day, my mother told my father to come from work early today for our daughter’s birthday. Dad came home at nine o’clock late. Four came in. For me, my dad’s arrival made me the happiest out of all four. My happiness did not last long. Until that phone rang, my dad left in a hurry. I did not know that that day would be the last time I would see my father…

 Numonova Khonzodabegim Shuhratbek’s daughter is a student of the 11th grade.