The Stolen Party Written by Liliana Heker

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“The Stolen Party”
by Liliana Heker

As soon as she arrived she went straight to the kitchen to see if the monkey was there. It was: what a relief! She wouldn't have liked to admit that her mother had been right. “Monkeys at a birthday?” her mother had sneered. “Get away with you, believing any nonsense you're told!” She was cross, but not because of the monkey, the girl thought; it's just because of the party. "I don't like you going," she told her. "It's a rich, people's party." "Rich people go to Heaven too," said the girl, who studied religion at school. "Get away with Heaven," said the mother. "The problem with you, young lady, is that you like to fart higher than your ass." The girl didn't approve of the way her mother spoke. She was barely nine, and one of the best in her class. "I’ m going because I’ve been invited," she said. "And I’ve been invited because Luciana is my friend. So there." "Ah yes, your friend," her mother grumbled. She paused. "Listen, Rosaura," she said at last. "That one’ s not your friend. You know what you are to them? The maid’ s daughter, that’ s what." Rosaura blinked hard: she wasn't going to cry. Then she yelled: "Shut up! You know nothing about being friends!" Every afternoon she used to go to Luciana's house and they would both finish their homework while Rosaura's mother did the cleaning. They had their tea in the kitchen and they told each other secrets. Rosaura loved everything in the big house, and she also loved the people who lived there.

"I'm going because it will be the most lovely party in the whole world, Luclana told me it would. There will be a magician and he will bring a monkey and everything." The mother swung around to take a good look at her child, and pompously put her hands on her hips. "Monkeys at a birthday?" she said. "Get away with you, believing any nonsense you're told!" Rosaura was deeply offended. She thought it unfair of her mother to accuse other people of being liars simply because they were rich. Rosaura too wanted to be rich, of course. If one day she managed to live in a beautiful palace, would her mother stop loving her? She felt very sad. She wanted to go to that party more than anything else in the world. "I'll die if I don't go," she whispered, almost without moving her lips. And she wasn't sure whether she had been heard, but on the morning of the party she discovered that her mother had starched her Christmas dress. And in the afternoon, after washing her hair, her mother rinsed it in apple vinegar so that it would be all nice and shiny. Before going out, Rosaura admired herself in the mirror, with her white dress and glossy hair, and thought she looked terribly pretty. Senora Ines also seemed to notice. As soon as she saw her, she said: "How lovely you look today, Rosaura." Rosaura gave her starched skirt a slight toss with her hands and walked into the party with a firm step. She said hello to Luciana and asked about the monkey. Luciana put on a secretive look and whispered into Rosaura's car: "He's in the kitchen. But don't tell anyone, because it's a surprise." Rosaura wanted to make sure. Carefully she entered the kitchen and there she saw it: deep in thought, inside its cage. It looked so funny that the girl stood there for a while, watching it, and later, every so often, she would slip out of the party unseen and go and admire it. Rosaura was the only one allowed into the kitchen. Senora Ines had said: "You yes, but not the others, they're much too boisterous, they might break something." Rosaura had never broken anything. She even managed the jug of orange juice, carrying it from the kitchen into the dining room. She held it carefully and didn't spill a single drop. And Senora Ines had said: "Are you sure you can manage a jug as big as that?" Of course she could manage. She wasn't a butterfingers, like the others. Like that blonde girl with the bow in her hair. As soon as she saw Rosaura, the girl with the bow had said: “And you?...
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