"I, Sita, swear by this great and sacred banyan tree that I will become the
The best scientist who ever lived!
"Don't yell like that, potee!" The banyan tree will wake up from his sleep and
he will drag you to the roots of the earth with all the creatures that live there
down.
Sita quickly walks away from the tree, scared to death, she sits on my lap.
and she hugs her legs with her arms. her eyes look
to the long roots of the tree to inspect her fearsome strength.
"To be a great scientist you have to be very brave," she whispered as
She stroked her dark hair longingly. sometimes the world
everything will doubt you and you will find yourself alone, without any friends by your side. But yes
you have the strength to believe in yourself and your ideas, you will be as strong as this old man
secretary
Sita looks up and smiles at me, calm because nothing and no one
will drag down to the depths of the earth. She sings softly and bows her head.
to carefully scrutinize the flowers next to the tree. a bee
buzzing happily among the flowers catches Sita's attention for a moment, until
she will be alone without a single friend by your side. but if you have
the strength to believe in yourself and your ideas, you will be as strong as
this old banyan tree.
Sita looks up and smiles at me, sure she won't be dragged away.
to the depths of the earth. She sings softly and bows her head down like
she carefully considers the patch of flowers next to the tree. a happy bee
she buzzes around the flowers, momentarily attracting Sita's attention, until
Suddenly, she darts behind the tree on her way to make some bold new discoveries.
I already know that her seed has been sown in her young mind,
and one day it will bloom and grow tall enough to reach even higher than
the great banyan
('Dadaji' means grandfather in Hindi, 'potee' means granddaughter).