Our kids felt like sharing their thoughts with the world and we obliged.
By Aanya [ Grade 4]
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.
Autobiography of a Car
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.
The Brave Incident
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.
Autobiography of a Car
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.
The Painful Accident
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.
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