« Tamatarrrrr! TAMATAR! HA HA HA! Look at your hair! It looks like hay! It looks like tomato hay! And you too are shaped like a tomato! Pandu shouted, mocking Mira crouching in the corner of the playground. When the sun hit Mira's hair, it looked a lot like tomato-flavored hay. Mira didn't like the way she had red hair and the way she looked like a tomato. Mira didn't want to be called Tamatar, Rudolph the Red-Haired Reindeer or even Carrot Head. Because sometimes her wild, red, spring hair even looked orange and all the boys and girls at school made fun of her for it! Crying, she got up from the corner and ran home, to her daddy. His dad would help him. He would at least give her a chocolate to make her feel better. Dad always had something for her. She entered her house crying and in tears. "Dad! They all make fun of me again! Why do I have this hair?! They all call me a tomato! No one likes me! No one wants to be friends with me! They all make fun of me and pull me the hair when I walk near them. It hurts!” she said. Now Dad knew how to make Mira feel better. He always gave her something when she got like that. , she wouldn't stop! So he grabbed her, wiped her cheeks and said, "But you're a pretty tomato! Come wipe your tears now" To that! , Mira's face lit up. She knew Dad was going to get her something. She asked excitedly, "Let me go get it for you," Dad said. So Dad came in and got a small square shaped wooden box. He gave it to her and asked her to open it. And when she did, what she found really excited her! It was a little angel who stood up and twirled... in the middle of a paper... back to school! ", Dad exclaimed and shook Mira to wake her up. She woke up and realized she was back home. , in his games room. And the music box was in his hand. When she opened it, she saw that Angel was there, in his original size. Mira was very confused but decided that Angel had taken her home. She was happy. She couldn't have been away from Dad. She prepared for school with new excitement. The time she had spent in her country had been so wonderful that she could not be sad even while going to school. No one could make her feel bad again after being treated like a princess by the people of her country. When she reached her class, Pandu called her again. " EVERYONE ! Tamatar is here! Haha! How are you now, carrot head? » And Mira, shocked everyone with her answer. “Don’t call me carrot head or tomato!” I am the red princess!”