The Poor unfortunate house

I am a poor unfortunate house. Why am I unfortunate? I’d let you decide that but you have to listen to my story first to see for yourself.   I was constructed only three years ago. A lot of hard work went into building me. Once I was all ready I looked really smart, with... Continue Reading →

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A Favor Returned

Seeing the beetles crawl on the ground and the dirty dishes, made Sarah feel like throwing up once again. Sarah grew up in an orphanage, and at least got a protection after her parents died. But the problem was, it was a very dirty, small, and smelly orphanage which didn’t have a good education, and Sarah... Continue Reading →

Who made it?

Mom! Look what I’ve made!” said Ahmed excitedly. Mom smiled, “That’s a lovely drawing! You have made a ship sailing on the sea.” “Look at this, Mom! I can also make a paper boat.” “That is a lovely boat and you have made it all by yourself,” said Mom. “But Mom, you always tell me... Continue Reading →

Haris’ Dad

Haris is in second grade. Yesterday, His teacher had asked the whole class to write a paragraph about their dad. The topic was, “My dad is special”. Today in the English class, the teacher told the children that Haris’s piece of writing was the best. As a reward, she gave him a very special pencil... Continue Reading →

Someone is Watching

“Laila, my dear, come here and help me.” Laila’s mother called out. “Yes mother, I’m coming,” said Laila. Laila’s mother sold milk for a living and Laila helped her with the work. Today was no different as she poured the milk into containers, ready to take to the market in the morning. Laila’s mother called... Continue Reading →

A beggar or a rich boy?

Knock! Knock! Knock! The door opens. Mr. Hamid looks out to see who is knocking. A little boy in ragged and dirty clothes stands with his hand outstretched. Boy: Sir, please give me some money. Mr. Hamid: Who are you? Boy: I am a beggar. Mr. Hamid: No, no. I want to know what your... Continue Reading →

Hira, Mom & Baby Mariam

Hira and her brother Farid were very happy. They now had a baby sister. She was such a lovely baby. She had such tiny feet and hands and was not really much bigger than the doll Hira played with. But most of the time baby Mariam would be crying or cooing or making strange noises.... Continue Reading →

The Questioning Mirror

Standing in front of the mirror with a comb in hand was usually the way Shahid spent his mornings. As he stood in front of the mirror today, he was suddenly startled by a voice that seemed to be coming from nowhere. “Who are you?” the voice bellowed. Shahid nearly jumped out of his skin... Continue Reading →

Be Thankful

The moon was up in the sky, with his eyes closed. Hmmm, do you know why? Star: Why are you so quiet? You look very sad! Moon: Yes I am unhappy, See how lonely I am! Star: Make the shining sun your friend He is also lonely like you! Moon: He comes out in the... Continue Reading →

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