Short Story written by: Diana Lagarta
Lily was a beautiful, freckly girl who really wanted to go to school, but she couldn´t because she lived too far away from it.
One day, Lily was gathering flowers in the field when she saw a beautiful woman looking at her.
John was an English teacher in Madrid, Spain. He was from England and during his class he always spoke in English and never in Spanish.
The pupils really liked him as a teacher, but during the lesson on verbs, they always behaved badly because they didn’t want to spend the whole class repeating verb tenses.
They actually shouted and threw papers around every time John tried to teach them the verbs. So John would stop talking until the children were silent, then he would continue with his lesson. Continue reading…
Short Story written by: Paloma Alina (Mexico)
Once upon a time there was a girl called Vicky who was the most intelligent pupil in the class. She got good results in all subjects but she didn´t like music class, as she had no motivation.
One day Vicky´s teacher told his pupils that he was going to choose one of them to represent the school in the Official flute competition. Continue reading…
Inside a crystal ball lived two colleagues that didn´t get along very well. They were called Addition and Subtraction.
Addition had a positive mind and was always counting numbers from zero: “zero, number one, number two, number three, number four…”- And Subtraction always asked her: “What are you doing?” – and Addition would answer: “I’m counting the numbers from zero”.
Subtraction didn´t understand anything. She thought that Addition was crazy because for Subtraction everything was sad, because she had to count back: “10, 9, 8, 7, 6…” – and Addition asked her: “What are you doing?” – “I am subtracting the numbers from 10“. Addition thought that subtraction was crazy. Continue reading…
James was a peculiar boy who lived near a main square in London, he was 7 years old and what he most hated in the world was his sports class at school.
James didn´t like to practice sports at all and when he had sports class he would tell his mother he was sick, but his mother knew him very well.
His mother was worried, James was getting fatter and needed to play some sport. So she went to talk to the gym teacher. Continue reading…
Short Story writen by: Alba
Once upon a time there was a girl called Karla, she was very shy. One day her father King Marcus ordered her to clean and prepare the guest bedrooms for visitors that were coming from the city.
Karla´s mother was a strict and always ordered Karla to do lots of things such as washing the dishes, tidying up the room and taking out the trash. Continue reading…
Once upon a time there was a school for little keys, and the Maths teacher was a master key. The pupils were between 5 and 9 years old.
Everybody respected the master key. She was the only key able to open security doors. One day, the little keys were playing with the class door when it got stuck and they couldn’t open it. Continue reading…
Every friday, Peter went home back from school and thought about all the things he would do over the weekend. Even if the way was longer through the park, he liked to walk home that way so he could see other children playing.
That day Peter finished class earlier than normal and decided to stay in the park and play. He slid down the slide and suddenly something appeared at his feet. It was a briefcase.
Peter opened it, but there was nothing inside except for a paper with a phone number and an address written on it. But as it was late, he went back home. That night he couldn’t stop thinking about the briefcase. – “Who had left it there?, Should I return it?, or should I forget about it? It’s just an empty briefcase, anyway.” Continue reading…
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Alfie. Alfie went to a school where all the children had to wear uniforms. Unfortunately, the uniforms were not well made. One day, all the uniform belts broke at the same time, so the children had to come to school with their pants down. All but one… Alfie.
Alfie’s mother had told him; “Alfie, why don’t you wear this rope around your waist, that way you will still be able to go to school.” Continue reading…
It was a summer afternoon, and like most summer afternoons, a group of boys were playing together in a park. They knew each other well, as they had spent the last three years of school together and tomorrow was the start of a new term, about which they were very excited and nervous.
The first day of school came, and all the boys from the park the day before were put in the same class. They jumped for joy all morning long. After lunch, the teacher came into the classroom with a boy they had never seen before. He was from China, and none of them had ever met anyone from that country.
All the children were quiet, waiting for the teacher to speak. And this is what she said: “Hello everyone, this is our newest class member. His name is Meipei and he’s six years old, just like all of you. Meipei comes from China, but he knows some English so I hope you will help him settle in and make him feel at home.”
Then one of the children said to Meipei: “How come you speak differently?” so Meipei answered: “In my country, we all talk this way. But we’re just the same as you.” Continue reading…
