Nature
— “Good morning, Tig,” says Sun. “Morning, Sun,” says Tig. “Why are you in such a hurry today?” asked Sun. “I have to get to the park before everyone else gets...
— Faded by Jaya Khurana, Age 10 (inspired by William’s Writers’ Workshop, May 1, 2021) The creaking of doors is loud in the silence The whistling wind never comes to a...
— “Fly” By Aditi Nair, 13 Midlothian, VA Bouncing off the white fluffs, she went into the air. Gliding and soaring with the expressionless winds. Gliding and soaring with the youthful...
— The forest looms over me, the trees seemingly patronizing me with every step. I shift my backpack on my shoulders and quicken my pace. Creepy as it is, this forest...
— An update from our thirty-eighth Writing Workshop A summary of the workshop held on Saturday April 17, plus some of the output published below In his first class in the...
— And the whole house seemed to not quite fit in, always a bit out-of-place. The floors were old and scuffed but regal nevertheless, so whenever I saw them I was...
— On the long dull pathway, the jubilant forest seemed alit with the sunlight peeking through the leaves of trees. Not mentioning, how lush it was!!! The deep, verdant grass felt...
— Saudi Arabia, officially known as Kingdom of Saudi Arabia (KSA) is located on the western part of Asia. It is the 5th largest country in Asia and is 2nd largest...
— A Day of Games By Aditi Nair, 12 Andtheskybluewavesreflectedasilveryglow,eagerlyinvitingchildrentodivein.Thewaves bouncedaroundinjoy,encompassingeveryspaceofthesmalllagoonlikeablackhole devouringeverythinginitsvicinity.Thecuriousandcarefreefromthelotponderedaboutallof the adventurous games they could play. “Let’sgoin!Thewavesarecallingus,”oneofthemcriedashetrudgedhiswaythroughthewet sand and knee-deep water. Theysoonfoundasmallstreamflowingintotheocean’sdepthsandpromptlyfollowedthe smoothcurrents.Waves,bigandsmall,crashedonthechildrenleavingafoamyaftermathof grittycrystalsandshellfragments.Purpleflowersandbrightgreenleaves–alongtheshoreline– addedcolorandlifetowhatseemedlikeanever-endingwinter.Ceruleanblueandshadesof turquoisedancedinharmony,engagingthechildrenasthewavesbouncedthemlikeastray buoy. Andtheoceandidnotstopplayingwiththem;withtheirexcitementquicklyrising,theysoon forgotaboutthefast-pacedcurrentsandventuredfurtherandfurtheruntiltheynoticedthatthe...
— The Dance of the Sea Rays of orange evening sunlight flew down the coastline,taking a calm breeze and charming birdcalls along. A stripof street, shimmering into the sunset glow, separated...