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can you determine the objective summary, and the central idea(s) of this story? in a very simple short and easy way?:
I creep to the riverside in the soft dark of night's end. in a woven basket lies my brother so young, he doesn't even have a name he sleeps and in his dreams his legs and arms move, as if he is swimming. i am afraid and not afraid i am only 7 years old. we are slaves in Egypt pharaoh's words and pharaoh's laws must be obeyed, even the wicked ones but God's law is what i follow, and God's voice is the one i hear. even when others do not listen to what God has to say. we go to the nile before the sun rises. for now it is just a red line, spilling along the horizon. i look up the water and down then to the hiding place i have chosen. sedge, bulrush, papyrus, reeds, all i need to hide my brother from the pharaoh's men and hide me from prying Egyptian eyes.i say a quick blessing over him, for he is so small so much at risk i give him a sister kiss once again i look around then i place the basket in the river near the bending reeds, the basket is heavy and i am small. i pretend i am simply a child, playing by the waterside, but under my robe, my heart beats so loudly, i am certain anyone near will hear. one quick push and the basket said towards the middle of the reeds where the water is coolest, mother has woven the. basket so tightly it does not sink, but skips over little schools of fish, glossy as silver bangles then the sun comes out and the bangles turn the color of pharaoh's jewels, the basket skims past a yellow billed stork who stands with angel winds held high. past an ibis dipping its long beak into the water so very like a scribes pen in ink. past a hippopotamus wallowing in the small tide of the baskets passing. the niles water ripples then parts on either side of the basket. suddenly in my mind, i see another water parting fiercer higher a great wall of it what water is this i wonder, for it is surely not the nile i could ask God for an answer though often God's answers are not clear, father says prophecy is a cloudy glass, a muddy river, a curtain pulled a bit aside but i ask God anyway like a soft breeze that comforts in the middle of an Egyptian summer, God whispers in my ear, your little brother is in my care till he comes home but where is home i wonder, then taking a deep breath i accept that answer leaving my little brother to be rocked in the rivers arms then i whisk my footprints away so there can be no blame sometimes courage comes from what you do sometimes from what you do not do. now i hide near a palm tree sitting on my heels to wait, all that iv'e dreamed all that iv'e seen in my minds eye depends on the pharaohs daughter i hope she is not too late there are crocodiles in the river there is fate. and here she comes, a young woman to bathe in the waters of the nile she is tall slim dark beautiful. she has no child of her own she will hear a baby's cry, draw him from the river she will be mother to a slave, who will capture her heart, until another water parts. she commands her handmaidens to pull the basket from the reeds. she picks the baby out of his water cradle "i shall call him Moses" she tells her servants, "for he was drawn from the water" i sneak away, quiet as a whisper, that is the story i will tell my parents and with it, for now, we shall be content till some day all of the world will know my brother's name.
I creep to the riverside in the soft dark of night's end. in a woven basket lies my brother so young, he doesn't even have a name he sleeps and in his dreams his legs and arms move, as if he is swimming. i am afraid and not afraid i am only 7 years old. we are slaves in Egypt pharaoh's words and pharaoh's laws must be obeyed, even the wicked ones but God's law is what i follow, and God's voice is the one i hear. even when others do not listen to what God has to say. we go to the nile before the sun rises. for now it is just a red line, spilling along the horizon. i look up the water and down then to the hiding place i have chosen. sedge, bulrush, papyrus, reeds, all i need to hide my brother from the pharaoh's men and hide me from prying Egyptian eyes.i say a quick blessing over him, for he is so small so much at risk i give him a sister kiss once again i look around then i place the basket in the river near the bending reeds, the basket is heavy and i am small. i pretend i am simply a child, playing by the waterside, but under my robe, my heart beats so loudly, i am certain anyone near will hear. one quick push and the basket said towards the middle of the reeds where the water is coolest, mother has woven the. basket so tightly it does not sink, but skips over little schools of fish, glossy as silver bangles then the sun comes out and the bangles turn the color of pharaoh's jewels, the basket skims past a yellow billed stork who stands with angel winds held high. past an ibis dipping its long beak into the water so very like a scribes pen in ink. past a hippopotamus wallowing in the small tide of the baskets passing. the niles water ripples then parts on either side of the basket. suddenly in my mind, i see another water parting fiercer higher a great wall of it what water is this i wonder, for it is surely not the nile i could ask God for an answer though often God's answers are not clear, father says prophecy is a cloudy glass, a muddy river, a curtain pulled a bit aside but i ask God anyway like a soft breeze that comforts in the middle of an Egyptian summer, God whispers in my ear, your little brother is in my care till he comes home but where is home i wonder, then taking a deep breath i accept that answer leaving my little brother to be rocked in the rivers arms then i whisk my footprints away so there can be no blame sometimes courage comes from what you do sometimes from what you do not do. now i hide near a palm tree sitting on my heels to wait, all that iv'e dreamed all that iv'e seen in my minds eye depends on the pharaohs daughter i hope she is not too late there are crocodiles in the river there is fate. and here she comes, a young woman to bathe in the waters of the nile she is tall slim dark beautiful. she has no child of her own she will hear a baby's cry, draw him from the river she will be mother to a slave, who will capture her heart, until another water parts. she commands her handmaidens to pull the basket from the reeds. she picks the baby out of his water cradle "i shall call him Moses" she tells her servants, "for he was drawn from the water" i sneak away, quiet as a whisper, that is the story i will tell my parents and with it, for now, we shall be content till some day all of the world will know my brother's name.
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### Objective Summary:
In this story, a seven-year-old girl, who is a slave in Egypt, secretly takes her unnamed baby brother to the Nile River to protect him from the Pharaoh’s men. She carefully hides him in a woven basket and releases it into the water, praying for his safety. While waiting, she hopes the Pharaoh's daughter will find and adopt her brother. When the princess discovers the baby and names him Moses, the girl quietly leaves, feeling hopeful that her brother will be safe and special.
### Central Idea:
The story highlights themes of courage, love, and hope, emphasizing the lengths a sister will go to protect her brother and the belief that divine care will safeguard him in challenging circumstances.
In this story, a seven-year-old girl, who is a slave in Egypt, secretly takes her unnamed baby brother to the Nile River to protect him from the Pharaoh’s men. She carefully hides him in a woven basket and releases it into the water, praying for his safety. While waiting, she hopes the Pharaoh's daughter will find and adopt her brother. When the princess discovers the baby and names him Moses, the girl quietly leaves, feeling hopeful that her brother will be safe and special.
### Central Idea:
The story highlights themes of courage, love, and hope, emphasizing the lengths a sister will go to protect her brother and the belief that divine care will safeguard him in challenging circumstances.
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