By  Aanya [ Grade 4] 
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PARA 1 : I  hope  that  everyone  in your  family  is  in  the  pink  of  health  including Cocoa, your  dog. I  am  writing  this  letter to  tell  you  how  much  I simply  adored  your  lent  book,  The  Land  of Clouds.
As  you  know  Books  are  Man’s  friend. One  can  never be  lonely  when  we have  a  book.  Books  play an  extremely  important  role  in  one’s  life.  It  teaches  us  good  vocabulary,  idioms,  similes , provides  creative  writing  ideas  and  much  more.  The  book  you  lent me  titled  The Land  of  Clouds  was  all  about  the  fascinating  cloud  fairies  who  were  as  gorgeous  as  princesses. They  would  always  have  exhilarating  dreams.  They  would  would  produce  a  thin  fabric  which  they  would  weave  into  clouds  which  were  as  fluffy  as  cotton.  A  trapped  fairy  also  discovers  her  true  legacy  and  a  glorious  cloud  crown  is  found  by  her.  It  hardly took  me  four  hours  to  read  it.  I  wouldn’t  move  an  inch  while  reading  it. Now  as  I  am  a  bookworm,  I  felt  that  I  had  completely  entered  the  glistening  evergreen  world  with  lush  green  trees, fragrant  flowers  and  beautiful  cloud  houses  and  castles.  My  eyes  shone  like  gemstones  while  reading  the  book.  I  will  never  forget this  amazing  story  about  clouds.
I  hope  you  will  make  an  endeavour to  write  to  me  about  my  Guild  Bliton  book  which  I lent  you.

Two young lads who were as adorable as teddy bears but puckish were going to Jefferson Park to boast off their new bicycles. Their names were Henry and Ravi. Ravi had bats in his belfry and told Henry to have a race with their bicycles and dash all the pedestrians walking in their way. They were blithe as they were surrounded  by luscious greenery. With exhilaration , they started riding their bicycles. They started to ride them in full speed to win they race. They did not use any brakes and rode the bicycles non stop. Henry lost control and fell on Ravi and they rammed into a tree. Everybody around gathered near Henry and Ravi. Their parents were informed about the incident and were rushed to the hospital. They were injured badly with deep scratches. After a month, they were as fit as a fiddle. They learnt a lesson never to walk  on thin ice or they would be in hot water.

by Reyansh - Grade 4

One Sunday morning, the gigantic fireball pranced across the prodigious sky. Sunday is a day that is cherished by everyone. All the children are rats out of their traps  as it is a holiday. Young lads become as frolicsome as kittens. Two boys named Ram and Lakshman had bought new bicycles. They resolved to meet after their studies. As soon as they finished their studies , they darted swiftly with their cycles to the park. Ram had reached there in the nick of time while Lakshman came late. They both were as cunning as foxes and resolved to boast off.  Ram told his cycle is better than Lakshman and they began quarrelling like cats and dogs. They rode their bicycles swiftly. They tried to push each other but failed to. They lost control and banged into a tree. They panicked and fell off. They started sobbing like babies. The pedestrians lent them a helping hand . They assisted them to go to their abode. Their mothers were like  cats on hot bricks and promptly took them to the doctor. He told that they had sustained grave injuries and had to be on the fleecy bed  to recover fast. Soon they were as fit as a fiddle and exercised caution when they played. They had learnt  their lesson that never to be clumsy.

by Meher - Grade 4

It was a humid Monday night. I was doing my monotonous homework as it slipped  my mind  to do it on Saturday. After dinner, I brushed my teeth which are as white as snow and was snug as a bug in a rug in my fleecy bed and shut my eyes at the drop of the hat. When I was fast asleep, I saw a nightmare about Earth breaking .
My beloved parents , my sister who is as ravishing as a princess and  I  were going to Lonavala which is a stone’s throw away drive from my residence. It was a balmy evening and all four of us had gone to City Mall to buy comfortable clothing and some lip smacking chocolates for my glamorous sister and me. When we were walking up the stairs, holding the bulky shopping bags, my mother who is the apple of my eye , glanced at her phone to check the weather forecast. The forecast was showing that the Equator which is an imaginary line is separating and the earth is going to break. I did not believe the forecast.
Out of the blue, we felt that everything was shaking. We all screamed on top of our lungs and sprinted as fast as lightning. The equator had really broken. Like a bolt from the blue, I capered like a kangaroo out of my bed and shouted stridently. I was relieved when it dawned upon me that it was a nightmare. Coincidentally, it was also raining cats and dogs outside, Thunder rumbled and the sky threw lightning around. The trees swayed to the tunes of the wind and I could not get sleep the whole night. I learnt a lesson from this dream that we should not cut trees and contribute to the growth of global warming or humans will not exist anymore.

By Pranay - Grade 4

Cough ! Cough ! This place is a pig sty or has someone not paid the electricity bill since it is as dark as a coal, giving me the notion that Mr. Sun has departed for the expedition.  This is not how I visioned my life to be here I am lying in a filthy attic. The memories of my youth crep into my mind. Let me take you a few years back. I took my first breath in a renowned factory called BMW. I had a residence which was as colossal as an airport. My family members were as gentle as a dove with me. One day I was shipped to a showroom of BMW I cried like an infant as I resented being separated from my family and companions. There I was befriended numerous other cars. My master used to clean me until I gleamed like a crystal. I am the most luxurious car in the world ranked 2nd in the world. One day I hit the jackpot as a dashing gentleman entered the prodigious showroom accompanied with his splendid wife. While they were browsing through the car models. The father caught a glimpse of me and bought me at the drop of a hat. I was ready to start the new journey of my life. My master’s name was Siddharth. My master treated me like his child. My master used to park me discreetly in the garage but one fateful day my master’s  impish cousin paid him  a visit, since my master wasn’t  in the house his cousin was in search for  the keys. He sprinted like a deer  towards the perplexing and gigantic garage. He commenced my engine and just then my owner stormed into the garage and snatched the keys from his notorious cousin. Till today i am with him and his family by saving time and making them reach the destination on the perfect time. Till today I love my master Siddhath alot. All other cars turned green with envy as my owner spent several hours with me.

My brother, who was the apple of my eye, was playing with his comrades on the ground floor when it started raining cats and dogs. I was over the moon as I yearned to miss my school because of the rain. Out of the blur it started flooding, the water reached up till the pedestrian’s knees. I was as busy as a bee doing my homework when a strident noise greeted my ears. It was my brother who was stuck in the water. My heart skipped a beat but I  still had nerves of steel, I ran downstairs. I glanced at my beloved brother who was stuck. Since i was good at swimming. I pranced into the water to save my brother. At the drop of a hat he noticed and help by my shoulder. Time flew like a bird. It stopped flooding. Our schools were called off because of the rain. At first our beloved mother was a cat on bricks. She reprimanded my brother for reckless playing in the rain and not informing her when his companions invited him to play. My parents we proud as peacocks. My neighbours praised me seeing m bravery. My brother thanked me from me bottom of his heart.
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This is not how I visioned my life to b here I am lying in a filthy garage. The memories of my youth creep into my mind. Let me take you a few years back. I took my first breath in a Toyota factory in Chennai. I painted the town red with my family and  comrades. It was time for me to shift to a showroom. The day dawned when I had to depart from my family and companions. I resented to be as lonely as a cloud. The showroom was prodigious and there were numerous other cars like me. It was a cherished Sunday so the showroom was closed. I spent that day befriending other cars. The next morning, the customers arrived many customers ogled at me but it wasn’t their cup of tea to purchase me as I cost an arm and a leg. Our master treated me like a price and cleaned me till I shone like a diamond. One day I hit the jackpot, a lad came to this showroom with his father. He gazed at me. He asked his benevolent father if he could purchase me. His father gave him a green signal and he took me  to his ravishing abode. They parked me in their colossal lawn. He drove me every day, I was over the moon. He put a sticker on my right side window. The other cars turned green with envy. Life is not a bed of roses. One glorious morning my master’s cousin had come he was fascinated with my looks so he resolved to drive me. He drove me rashly. He was on the phone so he did not pay attention on the road where there was a truck passing by. My attempts to stop were in vain and we bumped. I was of no use so they put me in the garage. I yearn to have a whale of a time with my master again.
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By Arhav - Grade 4

​One  scintillating  morning,  the ball  of  fire  shone  as  brightly  as  a  yellow  sapphire cheering  up  gloomy  mother  nature.  The  sun  shone  brightly  through  my  window  and  I  got  up  in  a  flash.  I  looked  at  my  clock  and  saw  that  it  was already  half past  eight  and  my  school   commenced  at  nine  sharp.  I  got  ready  at  the drop  of  the  hat  and left  for  school  immediately.  When  I  was sprinting  as   fast  a  a hare  towards  my  beloved  school,  it  started  raining  cats  and  dogs.  Even  though  I  dashed  like  a horse,  I  was  fully  drenched  till  I  reached   school.  I  entered the classroom  at  sharp  nine.  It had  just  slipped  my mind  that there  was  a test.  I  was  down  in  the  dumps  as  I  would  get extremely  horrible  marks  and my parents  who  are the  apple  of my eye  would  reprimand  me.  I  was  as  fortunate  as  a  lottery  winner  as  it  was a   math  test.  Math  was  my favourite  subject.  I rapidly  finished  my  assessment  and  went  home  as it  was  a  half  day.  When  I  was  walking  as  slowly  as  a  tortoise towards my  beloved  abode,  I  spotted  a  lad  who  had  his  head  in the clouds .  He  was  walking on  the  road  and  a car  which  was  as  huge  as  an  elephant  was  moving  swiftly  and was  gaining  speed  rapidly.  It  was  rushing  towards  the  lad.  Its  honking  resonated  everywhere .  I  sprinted  across  the  street  and  pushed  the  boy  off the road .  The  car  passed by  and  both me  and  the  lad  were  saved. He  immediately  embraced me  and  thanked  me  for  saving his  life.  I  was  badly  wounded.  My  true  blue  friend’s  father  called  my  parents  right  away.  My parents  arrived  and  after  I  narrated  the  whole  story to them,  they   quickly took  me  to the  doctor. The   doctor  prescribed  me  some  medicines which  I  took  regularly.  Time  flew  like  a  bird  and  I  was  as  fit  as  a  fiddle.
My  parents  were  as proud  as  peacocks  and   thanked  me for  being  benevolent  to  others.