I turned around in a jiffy . I saw a black snake with golden spots covering its entire body. I saw it with my naked eye. I was petrified and my knees shook like jelly. I darted like a cheetah  but I soon got lost and reached a dead end. As the Viper reached my stand, I made a quick decision and went into the woods. There were lots of creepy crawlies over there Hanging on the trees were shadows which howled. There were strident voices and shrieks of birds and animals. The hoot hoot of the owls and the sounds of the vulture petrified me. Then, I saw a volery of birds with sharpened beaks flying towards me. As fast as lightning, I darted and took a turn. Then I saw the viper. Its eyes looked into mine, its head slightly moving side by side. I couldn’t move. I stood there as the snake approached me. I heard  a wolf howl as a full moon appeared. The golden spots glistened on the snake’s body. I had no choice, I jumped and sprinted into a house on my left at the last moment and my head and my leg started to bleed. It would leave a big scar. I couldn’t watch the gross sight as the Viper was being eaten by something grisly. I hid behind a wall. After a few minutes, the screeching noises stopped. I went outside and a pile of bones was scattered on the path. I couldn’t see the gruesome sight and my forehead was buzzing with the scar. I felt dizzy. I fell down, unconscious. I woke up with a start at 2 :00 in the morning on my bed sweating from head to toe. I realized why I had seen this nightmare. I had seen this  a horror movie and had bumped head in my school on the edge of a bench. But there was something on my leg. There was a cut on my leg which was bleeding. Something surely wasn’t right. I fell down on my downy pillow and started to snore right away. I went to sleep not caring about the cuts on my leg as my entire body was aching.

Today was my last day of practising steps as the next day  was my dance competition. My teacher , Ms.Pranjali is going to teach me all the steps as a revision. I woke up at the crack of dawn, I wore my costume . My costume was a pink dress with luminous stars with a head gear and I sprinted like a deer  to the dance competition hall. I was the 12th candidate. There were three jubilant judges. Finally my chance arrived and I grabbed  the spotlight and danced nicely . The judges had a wide grin plastered on their cherubic faces. There was  trophy which was fulgid and covered with gold, a medal and a certificate. The results came and I had butterflies in my stomach . My body was full of perspiration , my heart skipped a beat and my palms were sweating as the wet floor on a rainy day. The judges earnestly announced the names and I had won the first prize. I was on cloud nine and my heart brimmed with ecstasy. I had burnt the midnight oil and won an attractive trophy. I was as proud as a peacock and went back home with good memories. My teacher, Ms. Pranjali who was my stepping stone for this trophy was also jubilant. I gifted her something which she wanted , a new pair of shoes and I bought one for me too. My mom and dad also showered me with presents and this was my memorable day.

I stretched my indolent arms and yawned as loudly as a lion’s roar. I yawned again but this time  like a soft kitten’s  adorable yawn. I scratched my head like monkey wondering what day it was when it struck me lightning that today was my Athletics competition. I had to reach there at 8 :00 and I was already late. I sprinted like a deer and stormed into my bathroom like a hurricane. Fortunately, I reached exactly at 8:00 and that’s when they gave the last call for the  U-12 runners. My heart skipped a beat and I had butterflies in my stomach. My parents and teachers were looking at me. We lined up  and everyone got ready. The referee blew the whistle and everyone darted like a stud of horses. I ran and came first. I was jubilant. After a few more races, they started they started the prize distribution ceremony. I was aghast when they announced that I stood second. Just then the judges said that they had made a mistake and told that I had stood first. I was as  proud as a peacock. My mom praised me and I won a golden trophy. It was a memorable day.

By Bhuvashwa - Grade 5
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As the blistering sun pranced around the pristine sky making the surroundings as scorching as a furnace, I stretched my indolent arms and yawned as loudly as a lion’s roar. I yawned again but this time  like a soft kitten’s  adorable yawn. I scratched my head like monkey wondering what day it was when in the blink of an eye, it struck me like lightning that it was Saturday.
On Saturdays, I am like a prisoner out of prison. I got ready in a flash and bolted like a deer to ask mother to give me  the green signal to play with my true blue companions. “ Yes !” was the answer from mother. I was over the moon and sprinted for the door to go out into the magnificent garden. We played a zealous game of hide and seek to our heart’s content. As the orange orb was setting, I was heading back to my resplendent abode with elated memories when I saw two burglars wearing inky costumes. They were breaking the lock of my comrade’s abode. I darted near the telephone booth to call the posse of police. At the drop of the hat, I heard a vociferous siren deafening to my ears. Innumerable cars had appeared . The posse of police had caught the burglars who had almost stolen the whole house. When I saw their faces, I was aghast to see that they were my Maths teachers. I was as enraged as a wasp to see  that their house had so much furniture which they had stolen from school too. The next day, the Principal suspended the Math teachers and reprimanded them. The Principal took all the glossy furniture and kept them where they belonged.
My parents were as proud as peacocks when they heard the remarks which were given by the Principal. I am grateful to God to give me an opportunity to do a favour for my best comrade.

By Sharvika - Grade 5

It was an atramentous night. The gleaming ball of fire bid goodbye to earth welcoming the glistening white art accompanied by a constellation of twinkling stars which are the crowning glory of the night. Frigid winds blew making the Earth as cold as ice. The ravishing birds flew into their puny nests to enjoy their leisure time. The yellow eyes of the wise owls looked like yellow sapphires in the dark night. It was as silent as a graveyard in our gargantuan building. My beloved father who was the apple of my eye was feeling under the weather as he caught a terrible cold. My benevolent mother had to take my father to town as there were extremely professional doctors in town and my father needed medical help. My finals were going on so I could not leave with my parents which meant I had to stay home, Alone !! I did not like the notion but having no choice, I agreed with a heavy heart. My beloved parents left immediately. Even though I was a cat on hot bricks, I was also zealous as I was home alone for the first time. I was now living in the lap of luxury and my parents were not there to tell me what to do. I sprinted toward the kitchen where there was a colossal box of delectable sweetmeats which i could finally eat all by myself. I grabbed the box and went to the hall where my digital television was placed. I had painted the town red by eating a whole lot of junk food and watching innumerable movies. I was thrilled that even after trying to grab precious winks on my downy sofa, I could not get some sleep even for a second.

That  meant  that  daddy  had  to lend  a  helping  hand  in  all  the household  chores. I leaped  like  a  frog  out of  my  cosy  bed   when  my  eyes  captured  the  sight  of  the  alarm clock.  The  alarm  clock  had  stopped  working  and  I  had  over slept.  I  was  in a pickle.  I  sprinted  as  quick  as  lightning  to  the  washroom  door.  At the  drop  of  the  hat,  I  was  out  like a  light  as  I  had  slipped  in  the  water,  with  my  head  banging  with  a  thud  on the  tiled  floor . After  two  or  three minutes  like  a  bolt  from  the  blue,  I  got  up and  went  to  have a  bath  with  my  throbbing  head in  a hurry  and  forgot  to  regulate  the  water  temperature. I  scalded  my  hand  with  water which  was  fuming  like  lava.  After  my  bath , I  ran  downstairs  to  grab  a  bite ,  in  an attempt t p  grasp  the  sandwich,  my had  pushed the  glass  and  all  the  juice  fell out of  it.  I  even  wasted  a  whole  precious  minute  in  cleaning  the  dropped  juice  which  my  father  saw and  made  me  do.  I  ambled out  of  the  door  and  tripped  on  a  rock  causing  me  to  fall  in  the  dirt.  From  the  corner  of my  eye,  I  could  see  the  bus  leave.  I  knew  that  I  was  in hot water  as  my father  was  coaxed  to  drop  me  to  school  and  he  got late for  his work.  At  school,  I  was   reprimanded  by  the  teachers  and  the  principal  and  received a  tongue  lashing  for  being  late.  When the  geography  teacher  burst into  the  classroom,  there  was  going  to  be  a  dictation.  When  I  opened  my  bag,  it dawned upon  me  that  I  had  packed  Thursday’s  time  table  instead of   Wednesday’s . I  did not  have my  geography  textbook  so  I had  to  stand  out  of  class  for  the  whole  period.  Next was  the  Math  class.  I  got  all the  sums  wrong  as  I  had  not  burnt  the  midnight  oil  in  learning  the  formulas.  Soon  the  recess  bell  rang.  It was music  to  everyone’s  ears.  I  was  as  ravenous  as  a  wolf  as  I  had  not  devoured anything  for  breakfast.  I  was  about  to  sink  my  teeth  into  the  vegetable  sandwich  when   a  football hit  my  hand  through  the  open window ,  hurling  the  sandwich  on  the  filthy  floor. After  school,  I  felt  like  a  dog  with  two  tails  as  I  was  going  to my  sweet  abode.  I  yearned  to  get my  favourite  bus  seat,  however,  the  bus  was  as  crowded  as  a  railway  station  and  I  had  the  most  gruelling one  hour  of  my  life  as I  had  to  walk  to  my  home.  At  home,  dad  was  anxiously  waiting  for  me.  I  hope  this  day  of   mine  fades  away  like  a mouse  scampering  out  if  its  trap.

By Amina - Grade 5 

PARA 1 : I  earnestly  hope  and  you  and  your  wonderful  family  are blithe  and  in  fine  fettle.  I  am  dropping  you  a  line   to  tell you  about  the  fun filled  picnic  I  went  for  with  my  family.

By Achint - Grade 5
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         The luminous constellation of starts departed from the gargantuan sky. The golden orb was welcomed with open arms. The prodigious ball of fire illuminated gloomy mother  nature. The volery of beguiling birds sung in harmony which was music to everyone’s ears. While the alluring birds were singing in a mellifluous voice, the grisly crows perched on a grove of towering trees pranced from branch to branch.
      Reena who was as industrious as an ant and was studying at her study table as her exams were around the corner. Her beloved mother advised her to take a break and go for a strode with her dog who was as adorable as a toll. His good name was Oreo. Oreo was a marvellous dog and was not as irritable as a crab. He adored Reena as she was very benevolent to him. If we walk down the memory lane her mother recollected that Oreo was the one to look after Reena when she was an infant. Then they departed for the stroll in a glorious mood. As you know the crowning glory of a dog is their sharp smell. Sniff ! Sniff ! Oreo sniffed something. Oreo started darting like a deer following the stench. Soon they reached a road that is as old as the hills and deserted. They found a bag made of leather. Reena picked it up and opened the zip. She was baffled to see the bag brimming with old notes of India. At a lightening pace Reena reaches Santacruz Police Station and handed over the cumbrous bag to the police. The policeman hits the roof his eyes flashed like lightening, his voice boomed like thunder and his temper erupted like a volcano seeing the old demonetised notes. Reena then clarify  the misunderstanding. The policeman then lets her return to her abode. Reena tells the entire intriguing tale to her mother. Her revered mother is astonished. The policeman soon calls her distraught mother to say that Reena would be awarded with ‘the most honest child award’ and also mentions that ‘Honesty is the best policy’. Reena’s mother is on cloud nine as Reena was going to be awarded by the Prime Minister on 15th August. Reena soon received the award and is renowned all over Mumbai as she also caught the person whom the bag belonged  to Reena and her family lived blithely ever after.

As  the  saying  goes  that ‘ All work  and  no  play  makes  Jack  a  dull  boy.’  This  proverb  highlights  the  importance  of  vacation.  So  my  comrades  and  me  planned  a  fun  filled  picnic  at  the  garden  which  was  as  green  as  an  emerald.  We  planned  it  at  the  Aeroplane  garden as  it  was  a  stone’s  throw  away  from  our  residence.  We  planned  that  we  would  play  many  intriguing  games  such  as  twister,  badminton  etc.  We  also  planned to  bring  scrumptious  eatables  like  crispy  sandwiches,  finger licking  pastas  and  yummy  chocolate  shake.  For  our  security,  we  planned  to carry  a  phone  with  us  in case something  happens.  We  also  adorned  the  trees  with  scintillating  fairy  lights,  glistening  lanterns  and  comfortable  mats  and  resplendent  pillows  to  make  the  garden  look  as  charismatic  as  a bride.  We  were  as  fortunate  as  lottery  winners  because  it  was  warm  , sunny  day.  Unfortunately,  out  of  the  blue,  it  started  raining  cats  and  dogs.  We  sprinted  with  our  stuff  which  was  as  heavy  as  an  elephant.  We  took  shelter  under  a  prodigious  banyan  trees.  Then  one  of  my  comrade  got  a  bee  in  her  bonnet  idea.  She  started  dancing  like  a  peacock in  the  rain.  All  my  comrades  and  I  started  dancing  in  the  rain  too.  We  were  as  exultant  as  a  child in  a  candy  store.  After some  time,  it  stopped  raining  so  we  thought  of  going  home.  With  heavy hearts  but  with  jubilant  memories  etched  in  our  minds,  we  returned  back  home.

 PARA 3: Convey  my  warm  regards  to your  revered  grandparents,  parents  and  love  to  your  adorable  siblings.  I  hope  you  will  make  an  endeavour  to write  to  me  soon  about  your  picnic  if  you  had  any.