It was the start of summer vacation, and the entire joint family was gathered in their ancestral village. They had all come from different cities and countries to spend some quality time together. The village was a fun place to be, with its lush green fields, winding roads, and a small river that flowed nearby.
One evening, the family sat around a bonfire, roasting marshmallows and sharing stories. That’s when the youngest grandchild asked his grandmother to tell them an old story from her youth. At first, the grandmother hesitated, but then she began.
She told them the story of a sad summer, when a drought had struck the village, and the crops had failed. The villagers were facing starvation, and everyone was worried. That summer had been tough, and many people had lost hope. But then something amazing had happened.
One day, a group of children had started a small garden in the village, and it had inspired others to do the same. The whole village had come together to plant and tend to the gardens, and soon, the fields were filled with lush greenery. The village had come back to life, and the people had found happiness again.
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As the grandmother finished her story, there were tears in her eyes. She was happy to remember that difficult time and how they had overcome it together. The family felt a sense of pride, and they too, felt happy and inspired.
From that day on, they all worked together to make the most of their summer vacation. They went on long walks, cooked together, and spent hours chatting around the bonfire. They made new memories that they would cherish forever, and the story of that summer became a part of their family’s folklore.
The end.