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You can interpret the topic in your own unique way and choose to write a personal narrative, poem or letter. No fictional stories will be accepted for this theme. The word count of your submission should not exceed 300 words. The contest is open to adults and kids aged 9+ years. Winners will be chosen by an experienced jury and top 5 in both categories will find a place in Edition 4 of BTB Chronicles. To subscribe, you can email us at btbdiaries@gmail.com.
The fruit basket,
My refrigerator,
Shahid Nagar,
Bhubaneswar- 751007
21st June, 2020
Dear Mango,
I hope this letter finds you in a “ripe” state of health. I had visited your home earlier, to get a bar of chocolate, and happened to catch a glimpse of you. As always, the sight of you got me salivating, and I started thinking of ways to use (aka eat) you.
As a mentor, one of the things I ensure I do is be honest with the kids about what I DON’T know. They need to understand that a teacher is not necessarily a know-it-all person. To cite an example, during a vocabulary building game if it so happens that I am unsure of the existence of a certain word, I openly tell them that I need to check. This makes them also feel comfortable about sharing what they don’t know. They don’t feel any embarrassment about not knowing a certain thing.
The world’s most expensive Ruby was housed in a renowned museum in Hyderabad. A notorious thief called Tom was planning to steal it but he couldn’t do so without a foolproof plan. While he was thinking about how the theft can be executed, one of his spies shared the news that the museum would be closed for Christmas. Continue reading the theft of the expensive ruby→
It was a scary and stormy night. Rohan was driving his car nervously when it suddenly broke down. Unwillingly, he came out to check the problem. Continue reading The signal→
Sitting under the moonlit sky, I heard a muffled cry. The cry seemed to be coming from somewhere high, So I glanced above and saw the little moon cry.Continue reading The gloomy moon→
I am in a clean and serene beach with white sand. Sunset on the beach looks beautiful and pleasing. People here are relaxing and enjoying the view of the waves. Continue reading The Jumeirah Beach – Dubai→
I was sad. Walking through the jungle, I felt lost in the woods. The tall trees felt like monsters glaring down at me and the luscious grass spread below felt like a never-ending carpet. I was feeling very sticky and hot. Continue reading Jungle adventure→
As a creative writing mentor, one concern most parents come up to me with is “My child does not read”. Honestly, when I probe further, I discover in most cases that either the child has not really been encouraged to read much during the formative years or has not been exposed to his/her choice of reading material/books. We live in times when kids cannot have a gadget free childhood. Continue reading NEWS SHUTTLE – A NEWSPAPER THAT PROVIDES A WHOLESOME READING EXPERIENCE TO CHILDREN→
