My Narratives

  I wonder why the clouds are white I wonder why the sun is bright I wonder why rivers flow I wonder why snails are slow I wonder…

Rocky, rough, and vast They are like patient giants Echos around them

What is going on? Santa was puzzled. It was the night on Christmas Eve. An elf popped out of Santa’s bag and reported that all the elves are…

Melisa scrambled downstairs and dashed into the car. It was the first day of summer vacation and her family was planning to go to a beach in the…