One afternoon, Zulfah’s family was in the kitchen. Everyone was doing something. Zulfah was helping her father chop up vegetables for the soup. Her mother was washing dishes at the sink. Zulfah’s little brother, Ashraf, was thirsty. He wanted something to drink but nobody heard him say, ‘Dink, please!’ because they were all so busy.
Ashraf usually had a bottle but he couldn’t see it anywhere. As he looked up at the table, he saw a glass of milk.
‘Mma, mma, mma,’ said Ashraf reaching for the glass.
CRASH!!!! The glass tipped over and smashed onto the floor. There was glass everywhere…