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At the sunny park, Anita holds the swing’s chains and grins, mid-step toward sitting, while two friends wave from the nearby slide; green trees, tweeting birds, and vibrant playground equipment surround them.
Anita skips to the park, sun shining bright, "Let’s play on the swings!" she says with delight. Birds chirp songs, and laughter fills the air, Her friends wave, "Anita, come, join us there!" They race and giggle, sharing a slide, Together, they play and joyfully glide.
Inside a brightly lit classroom during morning, Anita stands at the front pointing at numbers 1–10 on a chalkboard, smiling proudly, while the teacher claps beside her; desks, colorful books, and her backpack rest nearby.
"Time for school!" Anita calls with glee, Books in her backpack, as happy as can be. In class, she learns and counts from one to ten, "Great job!" cheers the teacher again and again. Recess is fun with games in the yard, Learning and friendship are never too hard.
In the spotless hospital lobby under cool fluorescent lights, Anita waves cheerfully toward a smiling nurse at the reception desk while a doctor in a white coat stands beside a medical chart; potted plants and directional signs frame the scene.
Anita visits the hospital, quiet and neat, Waves to nurses and doctors she meets. She smiles at Officer Lee by the station blue, "We keep you safe!" he says, waving too. Across the street, the library’s doors are wide, "Come read with me!" Anita calls from inside.
Inside the grand church on Sunday morning, sunlight streams through stained-glass windows as Anita stands near a wooden pew, hands clasped and smiling toward neighbors who exchange warm greetings; candles flicker softly beside her.
On Sundays, Anita walks to the church so grand, On Fridays, at the mosque, she waves her hand. She hears songs and prayers under peaceful skies, Neighbors greet with smiles and kind goodbyes. "My community is special," Anita sings, "With love and joy, together we bring!"