Reading Notes Part A: Life of Buddha

 Siddhartha was born on clear, blue day. The birds chirped and ski glistened. God new he had just made the most perfect human. All the bees and flowers sang, animals danced among the horizon, and the ocean waters were calm. All was good in the world. Siddhartha's mother was smiling so big, it was contagious. Siddhartha grew into a young, beautiful woman. Everyone was amazed by her beauty and grace. One day, she decided to walk through the palace gates. She was infatuated with the landscaping of the palace, the glistening diamonds on some of the buildings, and the vibrant colors that decorated the palace. She was excited, because she knew that going to the palace for the first time ever was going to change her life. The guards let Siddhartha with no hesitation, they knew one day she would be coming. God has told everyone that Siddhartha, the most beautiful lady in all of the land, would come to the palace one day to become queen. Siddhartha had no idea that was her destiny. As she entered the palace, every maid and worker bowed and curtsied for her. Siddhartha was so confused but flattered. As she entered the king and queens thrown, she noticed that the queen was not there. Siddhartha started to freak out, all she wanted was to meet the queen. The kind said to her, “please come sit.” With no hesitation, she did. She sat on the palace steps and admired all of the gold art work, The king said “God has sent you here my dear Siddhartha, you are going to be the new queen.” Siddhartha began to freak out. “No, no, no. I cannot be queen! This doesn’t make sense,” she replied. “My dear, God has sent you here to be our queen, you must accept.” Siddhartha’s eyes began to grow, she nodded her head, smiled, and said “yes, I shall be the queen.” 


Bibliography: 

Life of Buddha: Maya's Dream by: Andre Ferdinand Herold (1922).



Above is a photo of the Queen of Maya's. I think this picture is so beautiful and elegant. I enjoy looking at it. 

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