My name is Het my object is a colourful and bright Rakhi. The Rakhi is as colourful as a rainbow. It smells like my grandmother’s house. The Rakhi feels soft and furry. When I drop it, it makes a sound like ‘’plop’’.
It came from India to the Netherlands with me. This Rakhi is important for me because it's my favourite Rakhi and both my sisters tied it to my right hand. The sides are as fluffy as wool and the front is covered with powerful plastic. I think of my big sister and my small sister when I look at it.
This story was contributed by a pupil of The British School in The Netherlands.