Saturday, June 12, 2010

Lost in a Jungle

One day John was going on a trip through the jungle with his parents. John is a small boy of 11 years. He and his parents were climbing a steep hill and he was very hungry. He decided to eat the food in his lunch box. But he tripped and fell down the hill.
But his parents did not know that he had fallen down from the hill. They went looking for him in the opposite direction. John was scared. He thought no one will come to rescue him. He was worried what to eat as he had lost his tiffin box. When he looked around, he saw something in blue. That turned out to be his tiffin box. He was relieved that he atleast had some food to eat.
He ate little food from the box so that he can spare some for later in the night.
He did not know where to go. Soon it became evening and he was lost in the deep jungle.
He had to have some fire to chase away the wild animals. He had a bag in which he had a water bottle and a knife, matchbox and a torch. He broke some pieces fo dried wood with the help of the knife. He lit a fire. He ate the remaining food and slept there in the night on the grass.
Next day came and no one came looking for him. He walked and walked in the jungle. He ate the fruits of wild trees. After 2 days, he found a village where he was supposed to go with his parents. He went around looking for his parents. He asked everbody if theysaw his parents. Finally he found his dad's car parked somewhere and knew they were somewhere near. When John's parents found him they were very very happy.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

The poor little catterpillar

One day a green, fat and cute catterpillar was climbing the gooseberry tree near was house. i just came back from school and was fascinated by that caterpillar. I stook under the tree watching it. After a while two crows came from nowhere and attacked the poor chap. One crow started puling the front part and the second crow was pulling the back part of the catterpillar.

When I saw this, I immidietly threw a stone at the crows. But the crows started attacking me. Then I ran into the house. From the window of my house I could see that the catterpller was torn into pieces. I felt so bad for the poor little caterpillar that day

THE END.