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This day started easy. Lana didn't write anything during her Art lesson so I was just getting some rest in her pencil case. At the beginning of Math lesson, she took me out to write a whole page in her notebook. I was very tired because she wasn't in the best mood so she was pressing me really hard. In her third lesson, she took out another pencil. ''How could she do this to me?'', I thought, ''I am her favourite pencil.'' She had an exam in her fourth lesson and had to use a pen. I was on a short holiday. In her History lesson, she was taking some notes and I really enjoyed it because she wasn't pressing me or writing fast. I love when Lana writes with me even though it shortens my life. Anyhow, I would rather live a short and interesting life than a long and boring one.
Lana B. (6. a)
This week was so hard for me. It started with Monday, but there is no P.E. on the first day of the school week. Tuesday was boring because Damian left me at home with a lot of other T-shirts. Wednesday was great because my owner brought me and my closest friend, blue shorts, to P.E. Last Thursday made me sad because I knew we didn't have P.E. that day. Yet, Friday was pretty good with two hours of P.E. where we did my favourite exercises. Just when I thought the week was well over, Damian's mum told him to put me in the washing machine. Bath time, finally!
Damian V. (6. a)
Yesterday I woke up and Meri's dad Maro took me for a walk. We returned to an empty apartment because the girls had already gone to school and their mom Lili to work. They left me completely alone because Maro also went to work after his breakfast. I have my own bed, but I prefer to spread out on a human sofa, so I did that. Soon I got bored so I started to bite a pillow. Yuck! It was disgusting! I had to drink some water to wash out my mouth. In the middle of my sweetest dreams, somebody slammed the door. I almost fell from the sofa. Luckily, it was just Meri. She came back from school, threw her bag in the corner, and went to her room. She didn't even pat me! She was so angry when she looked at her favourite blue pillow lying in pieces.
Meri M. (6. a)
I have a twin brother. We are identical, except that the tall moving creatures (I think that they call themselves humans) wear me on their left foot and my brother on their right foot. Last Saturday my owner threw a birthday party for his small creature Martina. She had an idea to make a dress-up competition for her little human friends. Of course, after the party, I suddenly got lost. One of Martina's annoying friends threw me behind the closet. I spend two days there, but finally, the human that Martina calls mum rescued me and brought me to my twin brother. I hope that one day, when my owner gets older, she will never lose me or my brother again.
Martina B. (6. b)
Back in time, in the old days, I used to open huge doors of dungeons and castles. But now, now I open the doors of ordinary houses and apartments. Also, now I go with my owner everywhere. Luka needs me every day because he can’t get into his home without me. So that means I’m important to him. But I’m getting older and people will soon replace me with digital chips or passcodes to get into their homes. Luckily, that time hasn't come yet. Did you know that people still make school bags with a special hook? And that thing is made just for me! As Luka walks to school, I dance happily all the way. Sometimes I get nervous or scared when I see dogs jumping for joy. That's it from me, I'm just about to go to school.
Luka B. (6. b)
I couldn’t sleep all night, because I was too excited. Somebody finally bought me! That shop was awful! Now I’m happy to be here in a warm room with all these toys and books. Mia set me to wake her up at 7 am. I was waiting the whole night so that I could ring right on time. Tick-tock… and the time finally came. At last, I rang as loud as I could. By the look on her face, I saw that she wasn’t happy to be woken up so early- or at all! She switched me off quickly and nervously. Believe me, I've learned my lesson. Tomorrow I’ll try to be more gentle.
Mia B. (6. b)
I am a trident. Well…, sort of. I was supposed to be big and strong, but people didn’t make me that way. They decided to humiliate me. Instead of becoming a cool trident that a superhero uses or maybe even becoming a superhero myself – I became a fork. Envious people made me small and weak. Instead of stabbing my enemies, the only thing I stab is food. But I’m still feeling proud of myself because people need food to live, which means they need to eat, which means they need me after all. So, I am a superhero, just in a less cool way (not so famous or admired). Who knows! Maybe we, forks, aka tridents, will one day rise up and use humans to help us eat our food. Beware!
Nikola J. (6. b)
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