Seychelles
Cherelle Petit
Freshman
Cherelle squeezed her bother in a tight hug, resting her head is his chest for just a moment before they let go, and he went back to his cooking. Cherelle was glad that he was happier now, and she liked to watch him cooking. Reminded her of way back when she was a French colony, sitting impatiently in his kitchen, watching him make something delicious for her, eventually getting up and asking ever so sweetly if she could help too. Almost as if reading her mind, France then asked if she wanted to help. She hopped up out of her chair, smiling as she did so. "Of course! It’ll be much more fun together." She said, pushing her pigtails behind her shoulders so that they wouldn’t get in the food. She blushed slightly at the mention of how cute she once was. She had to admit though, it would be nice to spend a little time with France again “like old times.” "So what can I do?" She asked, almost sounding like the little French colony, wanting to help her big brother all those years ago.
When the ocean beats the rhythm and the wind plays the melody in harmony with it,
There, you can hear the sounds that birds are singing.
See, your body naturally starts to move!
The tuna, the shrimps, the dolphins and the sea gulls, when we hold their hands, they all become our friends.
Let's sing to the rhythm.
If we smile each other, our wish will be one☆
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