{"id":28838,"date":"2020-06-20T18:36:38","date_gmt":"2020-06-20T18:36:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jaimirahulkrutipatel.com\/blogs\/?p=28838"},"modified":"2020-06-20T18:36:38","modified_gmt":"2020-06-20T18:36:38","slug":"the-dusty-old-box-story-written-by-kruti","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/jaimirahulkrutipatel.com\/blogs\/?p=28838","title":{"rendered":"The Dusty, Old Box Story Written By Kruti!!!"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Dusty, Old Box<\/span><\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

One day, I found a dusty old box in the garage that I\u2019ve never seen before. When I opened it, there was just an old, black watch. I looked closer and saw that instead of telling the time it had the seven continents. It had switches for each and every country to visit. I did the one that would take me to India. What I didn\u2019t realize until I met Mohandas Gandhi was that I was in the past. I met Mohandas Gandhi on the streets. We walked to his house and did meditation in there. I said good-bye to him and transported myself to Paris, France \u2013 the place I\u2019ve been longing to go to since I was 7 years old.<\/p>\n

\u201cWow! This place is so amazing!\u201d I thought.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I reached into my pocket and noticed that I had French money! There was a wonderful bakery with croissants, macarons, and other sweets. I bought one purple macaron and one croissant covered with melted chocolate. They were so delicious! I ate them while watching a mime performing, and he had a red flower on top of his hat. It\u2019s a good thing I learned about Marcel Marceau in French class! Otherwise I wouldn\u2019t have recognized the mime. I exclaimed, \u201cBonjour, Marcel Marceau! Comment ca va?\u201d He stopped performing for the huge crowd and answered, \u201cJe vais bien! Quel est votre nom?\u201d \u201cJe m\u2019appelle Kruti!\u201d I replied joyfully. \u201cVoulez-vous regarder mon emission?\u201d Marcel asked me. \u201cOui, j\u2019aimerais!\u201d \u201cD\u2019accord!\u201d Marcel said. I watched his show for one hour and then I left to transport myself to Australia.<\/p>\n

\u201cI must be in the Aboriginal times! I better be quiet though! I don\u2019t want anybody to see me.\u201d I thought. I hid behind a thick, tall tree. I peeked outside and saw one Aborigine outside. She was walking towards the tree I was behind! I quickly transported myself to Egypt.<\/p>\n

In Egypt, I thought, \u201cThis must be the present time in Egypt!\u201d I asked a tourist to tell me about the Sphinx while I took pictures with a camera that appeared mysteriously in my pocket. I thanked her for the information and transported myself back home in Bloomfield, New Jersey. I thought that my mom was worried. But that wasn\u2019t what happened.<\/p>\n

Back at home, I shouted loudly, \u201cI\u2019m back!\u201d My mom came into the room and asked, \u201cWhat are you talking about? It\u2019s only been one minute!\u201d I replied, \u201cYou are never going to believe this, but I just found a time traveling watch and it took me to places in different times! I went to Egypt, India, Australia, and France!\u201d My mom didn\u2019t believe me, but I held the watch up and said, \u201cSee? I have actual proof!\u201d Then my mother believed that I went to all the places I mentioned.<\/p>\n

That is the end of my amazing adventure to different places around the world in different time periods!<\/p>\n

By Kruti Patel<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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