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My Big Day

February 7, 2018

By Harshita – Grade 5 The humongous ball of fire hung like a photo in the prodigious sky. It was cool and breezy. A volery of birds were perched on…

It was a Nightmare

February 7, 2018

​By Preet – Grade 7 It was a fatiguing day in the hustle and bustle of the streets. The sun decided to call it a day while the moon was…

My Memorable Holiday

February 7, 2018

By Navya – Grade 3 It was a pleasant evening and me and my family resolved to visit Paris. It was 3:00 in the morning when we left for Paris. …

The Day I Took the Spotlight

February 7, 2018

By Pahal –​ Grade 5The constellation of scintillating stars departed welcoming the colossal blistering orb with open arms. The euphonic chirps of the volery of birds resonated in my ears…

Lost

February 7, 2018

By Aneri – Grade 7 ​ The lambent yellow orb was spreading its calescent rays  enveloping the whole mother nature. Everyone was perspiring like a river.  The towering trees covering…

The Wishing Well

February 7, 2018

By Iva – Grade 3 One glorious afternoon, the beaming fire ball spread its warmth like a grin.  The sonorous chirps of  a splendid flock of birds resonated everywhere. John…

An Adventure

February 7, 2018

By Vihaan [Grade 5]   I was blithe to go home. It was getting late. The sky had become atramentous [ black/dark] . I walked down the road quietly. I…

The Nightmare

February 7, 2018

​By Kashvi – Grade 7 The scintillating yellow orb was hanging in the prodigious sky like a picture frame. The Earth bathed in rosy warm glow. The mellifluous chirps of…

My Memorable Picnic

February 7, 2018

By Dhairya .S – Grade 3 It was a pleasant Sunday morning when the radiant  sun was gleaming like a gemstone in the sky which was as clear as a…

THE  BITTER  TRUTH

February 7, 2018

By  Halima​“ It  is  not  my  fault,”  he  bellowed seeing  the  gruesome  sight. He  wept  inconsolably.  His  adroit  hands  were  enveloped   with  crimson  blood. ​ He  merely  desiderated  to  protect  his …