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autobiography of an umbrella​

Answer 1

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Autobiography of umbrella

My handle is mostly made of wood or plastic materials and my stem is made of painted iron; mostly black. I have a network of iron rib cage which is one of the important parts of my skeletal system. My rib cage is always made of iron and painted black with a plastic cap at the end, my rib cage can retract or divide into two for the convenience of my owner.

My rib cage is covered with a cloth which comes in different colours and pattern, likewise different clothing materials which give no room for penetration of water and reducing insulation from the scorching sun. I am a favourite of countless people and very cheap. I am a good companion for those who stay outside a lot whether during a sunny day or during precipitation. I am very cheap to procure and am easily found anywhere any time you want me.

I am always at service

My service is never obstructing by my own self, am always at my owner disposal, I give 100 % of me anytime or any day and till my end. My availability depends on how my owner handles me and the proper care I receive. My owner strolls the sun; I guide him, he walks in the rain; I protect him. I am also used for fashion because I come in different colours and pattern and I am beautifully made inside and out. What a great companion I am? I am an Umbrella and I am for protection!

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Answer 2

Autobiography of an Umbrella:-

Autobiography of an umbrella

I am a raincoat. In my life of three rainy seasons , I have gone through a number of experiences of which majority are pleased ones. Now I’ve become old and am not much of use but I am satisfied with my journey and spend my time recalling my memories with pleasure.

I was made in a factory in Ahemdabad. I am made of plastic. I have many beautiful and colorful designs and I have a cap too. I was packed to dispatched to a big shop. There were thousands of umbrella’s, raincoat’s, windsheater’s etc. I was the best raincoat in the whole shop. We were displayed in glass windows. One day we were taken to World Trade Center for an exhibition. Everyone was eager as that exhibition would come after every four years. Over there we were kept in a shop which was on first floor. There were lakh’s of people who came to see the exhibition. One boy came and stopped at our shop. He had come along with his mother and wanted to buy a raincoat. His eyes fell on me, I looked so magnificent that he decided to buy me. His mother checked the size and I was perfect for him. His mother paid and took me home. His eyes were shining with joy and excitement. He wore me and stood in front of the mirror and started seeing me how I looked. He packed me carefully in his school bag with other books.

The next day he took me to his school. That day it rained heavily and he took me out of his school bag and wore me. I got wet but did not allow him to get wet. Three weeks passed like this and we had fun with each other. One day he forgot me in the school and the cleaner saw me and took me to his home and gave me to his son. The cleaner’s son took me out to play. He was climbing a tree where got stuck and Now I am lying in the gutter tattered and no one wants me as I am waiting for my last breathe to go by.

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