An autobiography of a dancing doll ppsx

An autobiography of a dancing doll

My name is Rosita. I am a Spanish dancing doll
made in Spain. I am dressed in a red frilled dress
and I wear a pair of red high-heeled dancing shoes.
My hair is black, long and wavy.

My friends and I arrived in Singapore by aeroplane.
When we reached our destination, we were taken to
a big shopping center and displayed there with many
other different dolls. The place was full of toys. I
loved looking at the other toys and I enjoyed
watching the children playing with them. Some of
them would stop to admire me with wide open eyes,
but I was too expensive to be bought.

One day a rich, grandly dressed lady came to the
store. She looked around the place and her eyes
felon me. She looked at me in admiration. She at
once bought me. I was given as a birthday present to
her only daughter Pam.

I was very happy with my new mistress but the
happy time did not last long. One day Pam’s friends
brought along their own dolls to play at her house.
They envied me because I looked very attractive.
Pam refused to let her friends handle me. When
Pam was not attending to me, one of her friends
picked me up. Pam was furious and tried to pull me
away form her friend. In the tussle they accidentally
ripped my pretty red dress. Pam cried and her

mother consoled her by promising to buy a new doll.

I was given away to the servant’s daughter, who
accepted me with great delight. She skillfully
mended the tear in my dress. She treasured me and
took very good care of me. I am indeed fortunate to
have a mistress who loves me despite the fault in my
dress.