A l l t h e Wo r l d ’ s a S t ag e T e r e n c e T o h
Aisya wanted to faint. This couldn’t be happening. Not now! She ran down the stairs of her house, calling for her mother. “Mak! Do we have batteries for the laser sealer?” “Sorry.” Her mother was sitting on the couch, watching Iron Man 25 on the holo-screen. “We’re out.” “You’re kidding!” Aisya wanted to cry. She held up the top of her Ulek Mayang outfit. There was a jagged rip at its hem. “I need to fix this!” Her mother smiled. She walked to a cupboard, and pulled out a needle and thread. “Give it to me. I’ll fix it the old-fashioned way.” “Thanks Mak,” Aisya said. She sat next to her mother as she fixed her outfit. In less than 20 minutes, Aisya would be transmitting herself onto the Global Arts Fringe 2040, one of the most famous virtual arts festivals in the world. She would be performing the Ulek Mayang with seven other dancers, all from their home countries.
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