Category: Young Writers

(Myra, 9, writes a story about brave heart Andy) Once there was a little boy. His name was Andy. He had a beloved sister named Andrea. He and his sister had a peculiar fascination for animals. Every day they would admire the colourful birds and insects in their beautiful garden. Once a month their parents…

(Zeal, 10, writes an inspiring  poem about Monday mornings) Monday mornings.. uggh hate them. Nah! The rattlings of sun flowers, whispering of birds, twinkling of sunshine, A PERFECT MORNING! Backback on, breakfast in tummy, Ready to go, Get.. Set… Go! In school, with friends, talking,chit chatting, playing, laughing,dancing, LOVING IT! Love them.., Love what? MONDAY…

(Shash, 11, writes a loving poem about his pets ) My dog is small, My dog is cute, He answers to my call, And likes to climb my chimney chute, When he comes down, I have to give him a bath, Cos’ he’s usually covered in soot! His claws are sharp, His eyes are black,…

(A big message in a short poem by Shash) Without laughter, No one can survive, Not even an anteater, Or the buzzing bees in the hive, Teachers, Preachers, Have laughed at least once, And I’m sure your parents and you have laughed tons and tons!

(Interesting article written by Kaavya) After a yawning gap of one and a half months, I was ready to go back to school. I packed my bag, polished my shoes and kept my uniform ready for the next day. Going by the quotation, early to bed early to rise makes you healthy and wise, I…

(Shash, 11, shows us where there is a will there is a way) Once there was a boy named Tommy Tucker. He was 13 years old and was from a poor family. His father was a pizza deliverer and was ill very often. Since he was a child, he had always had an ambition… a…

( Disha writes a delightful story) One fine day when I was sitting on the sofa and playing a game with my best friend Rainy. We saw a shooting star pass by the window and that too in full daylight! I know it’s funny, but the shooting star was bright red in color and it…

(Shash, 11, writes a humorous poem about a boy who is scared of bees) Once I saw a pineapple tree, Suddenly I heard a sound, It was the noise of a buzzing bee, It was big and fat and round! Now I’m very scared of bees, So I ran and ran and ran, I ran…

( Kaavya, 12 year old, writes an interesting article on the weather) The grueling heat and further anticipations were reversed with dust storm and rain that Delhi and NCR witnessed recently. As I sat witnessing the lightning and thunder, I pondered over the repercussions of the intense  storm. How it  must have eventually dislocated many…

( Saksham, 7 year old, writes a funny poem on planets) Planets are in space, They move on a steady pace. Venus is the planet that moves clockwise, Other planets move anti-clockwise. Mercury is very hot, Hotter than a cooking pot. Earth is the third planet from the sun, It’s warm like a fresh bun.…

(Shrugal wrote this beautiful poem when he was eight years old) A beautiful butterfly, sucking the nectar of the flower. Singing high, moving slow, enjoying the season’s first shower. I love to see the butterflies, flying low from the blue skies, Grow trees, protect greens, in nature’s beauty, basis of life lies!

(Story of a brave boy fighting with ferocious tigers, written by 7 year old Ritam) One day in a village far, far away, a baby boy was born. His parents named him Jack. His parents also told him a story of a tiger clan who used to terrorize this village. Soon Jack turned eight years…