John liked to sing while brushing his teeth before going to bed. It was a funny hobby except that the mirror always got so dirty with toothpaste.
One day, his mother, who was tired of cleaning the mirror every day said: “I am done! Don´t sing while brushing your teeth anymore!”
There was a girl called Carrie who felt different to the other children in her class. Her skin was white and delicate and her hobbies weren´t the same as the other girls.
Her dream was to become a famous singer, but the rest of the pupils didn´t take her seriously.
John was 6 year old boy who was very special but he had one peculiarity, his eyes were always watering and he couldn´t do anything about it. He had been to the doctor but the doctor had no solution for this.
“Value yourself and love your defects, think positive as self esteem is very important. ” – his parents would say.
Mike was a very smart kid who always wondered why politicians argued on TV.
He asked his parents: “Why are those men always arguing?”
Mary, a one year old baby was sitting on her baby chair eating the porridge her parents had given her.
Her parents smiled at each other when she finished, as now she could sleep peacefully. But suddenly Mary spat out the food she had been keeping in her mouth instead of swallowing it.
There were lots of animals living happily in a forest, but then a group of children appeared and began to live there too.
Their leader was Mark who was very authoritarian. Anna was his friend, although they didn’t always agree with each other.
Short Story written by: Esperanza
I used to watch people’s behavior when I was little. Who I most liked to watch were kids.
I liked to see when they were happy or sad, laughing or quiet. People´s reactions were never the same in similar situations, some people would laugh while others would not, and this aroused my curiosity.
There was a ripe apple living in a fruit dish.
One day, one of the kids bit into it, but didn´t like it and spat it out.
He was going to throw it away when his mother took it and put it back in the fruit dish.
Short Story written by: Hazel Natan
There was a boy who was very sad because his family had no money to pay his school fees, but he never gave up.
He started to look for a job and found one that was not very well paid, so continued looking.
Short Story written by: Ana Quintero
A girl was playing in her garden when she heard a voice saying:
– Your mum is going to call you for lunch.
And just at that moment her mother called her for lunch:
– Lucy, it´s lunchtime! Go and wash your hands.
– I told you…
