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It was a Lonely Morning of November, Me and my family was walking down the stairs to leave for my grandparent’s House. We were placing the luggage carefully in the car and my little brother who were a red night suit, suddenly my mum shouted and I went Running out of curiosity , I asked my mum what happened she said a small female mice went out of the car . We didn’t talk much on that sat in the car , our car was blue in colour but full of dust as we were getting out of our house after 9 months , as we were sitting in car we saw our usual uncle drinking some tea , as usual he was full of sweaters , I smelled some sweet chocolates and heard some packet of chips which was my brother eating quietly. 

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IT WAS A HEAVENLY MORNNG,I WAS GONG TO SCHOOL I,I GO SCHOOL ALONE AT MANY TIMES.THE ROAD I WAS WALKING IN WAS THE ROAD OF A BOY WHICH WAS NOT MY FRIEND BUT HE HELPED ME AT TIMES SUDDENLY I SAW A CAR WAS HEADING AND HE WAS BUSY ON HIS PHONE I SCREAMED AT HIM BUT HE DID'NT LISTEN AS HE WAS LISTENING TO MUSIC AND HE WAS WEARNG HEADPHONES SO MY VOICE DID'NT REACHED TO HIM.I RAN TO HIM BUT THE SPEED OF CAR WAS VERY FAST SO I RAN TO HIM,BUT THE TABELS TURNED I PUSHED HIM HE FELL ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD BUT I GOT AN ACCIDENT.HE CALLED MY PARENTS I WAS TAKEN TO THE HOSPITAL. I HAD A FRACTURE AND I WAS TAKEN HOME AND I WAS SAID TO REST FOR 1 MONTH.THE BOY CAME TO VISIT ME DAYS AND DAYS.BUT ONE DAY HE CAME AND TOLD HIS NAME,HIS NAME WAS 'ADI 'AND HE SAID CAN WE BE FRIENDS I SAID 'YES' AFTER 1 MONTH WHEN I RECOVERED WE WENT TO SCHOOL TOGETHER SO WE BECAME BEST FRIENDS .

BY RAHUL

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Today morning, I recalled a moment from my previous year in school in class six. I am pretty ashamed of this moment since it occurred. But this morning Heeru Bhojwani ma’am, whose workshop I am currently attending, Asked all the students to think about three unforgettable moments from their life and share one of them which we are ready to share in ‘My Shiny Padlet’.

So here is the unforgettable moment I am ready to share.

In one english class of the previous year, I remember Vandana Tewari mam. My english teacher was teaching us a chapter of english. When she finished, and was telling us what to write in the english notebook, She saw me talking to one of my classmates. And then of course when i caught attention of her eyes I knew that, I was about to get scolded. And of course I did, in front of the whole class. Of course I knew what I did was not right. And also because of me, the whole class got punished for writing all the notes from the book on their own. And I knew most of them were angry at me. I can never forget that moment. But never mind, I always knew teachers scolded us for our good.

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It was a Lonely Morning of November, Me and my family was walking down the stairs to leave for my grandparent’s House. We were placing the luggage carefully in the car and my little brother who were a red night suit, suddenly my mum shouted and I went Running out of curiosity , I asked my mum what happened she said a small female mice went out of the car . We didn’t talk much on that sat in the car , our car was blue in colour but full of dust as we were getting out of our house after 9 months , as we were sitting in car we saw our usual uncle drinking some tea , as usual he was full of sweaters , I smelled some sweet chocolates and heard some packet of chips which was my brother eating quietly.

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It was a heavenly morning, the sun was shining bright and birds were chirping. i could smell the fragrance of a tasty cake baking in the oven. I ran into the kitchen with a watering mouth

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It was a heavenly morning, the sun was shining bright and birds were chirping. i could smell the fragrance of a tasty cake baking in the oven. I ran into the kitchen with a watering mouth

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By Kartikey

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It was a pleasant Sunday afternoon. Mom was cooking, dad was watching TV and my sister, Ginnifer was shouting upstairs. Suddenly dad’s phone chimed. “It’s a message. From Ted.” he read aloud. “He says he, Carla and the kids are going to India.” “Good for them.” mom replied. Then dad’s phone chimed again. He picked it up and read it. “What? He’s saying that he’s booked tickets for us too. We’re going to Rajasthan. The Thar desert.”

“A vacation to the desert? That will be awesome!” I exclaimed happily. “But are you sure?” mom asked. Ginny came downstairs. “Are we going somewhere?” she asked in her high-pitched voice. “Yes we are.” I said. “Yay!” she screeched.

We took the flight on Wednesday morning. I kept thinking about the Great Indian Desert. I’ve never been to India, though. So, this was going to be a wonderful experience for me!

We met Uncle Ted, Aunt Carla, and my cousins, Steven and Chloe at the Jaipur airport. Then we took a bus from there to the hotel. “ I’ll be renting an RV tomorrow. These buses are too crowded.” said Uncle Ted.

I woke up in the morning. We packed our things and had a nice breakfast. I’ve to admit, Indian food is quite delicious! “Jenny, isn’t the place beautiful?” mom asked me. “ It is. And the food’s good too.” I told her. There were many traditional shops selling antiques, jewellery, handicrafts, gems, bangles, pottery, carpets, textiles, leather and metal products. We rented the RV and travelled all the way to Thar. The elders left the kids with me and whipped out their cameras to take photos. We rode camels, who were decorated with a lot of embroidered cloth and ornaments. Because of the scarcity of water, camels have adapted themselves to drink a lot of water at one time and go without water for days. There were a lot of cactuses and certain thorny desert shrubs scattered around in the sand. “ Jennifer, will you please look after the youngsters while we look for a gas pump?” Aunt Carla asked. “Yeah, sure” I replied. It was not even a minute after the adults were out of sight when Ginny asked, “ What’s that?”. Then she ran towards an awkward looking rodent who freaked out when it saw her and climbed upon a small stone. I looked closely at it and shivered, “Hey….. that’s not a rat. That’s a………. Fennec fox!” The kids hid behind a giant rock. I peeked behind the rock and saw a brown little thing crawling on the sand. I froze in fear. “Aaaaaaah! That’s a Red scorpion! They are the most poisonous species of scorpions in the world!” I screamed.

We ran until we reached a quiet part of the desert. I tried to track our footprints back to the RV but the wind blew and all of it got covered in sand dunes. “Where are we?” asked Steven. “ We’re lost! This is hopeless!” I shouted. That’s when I heard faint music. We followed the sound and found a group of tribal people playing music. There were tents everywhere. They were the Banjaras. “ Ummm… hello? Can you help us please? We’re lost.” I asked them. An eldery lady looked at us and gestured to us to come to her. They gave us water to drink and some dates to eat. It was amazing to see that they lived in such a place with scarcity of food and water. They wore colourful dresses with big embroidered turbans and ornaments. “Fancy gipsies!” exclaimed Chloe. We sat on colourful mats while we ate and drank. Then suddenly, I heard a familiar voice. “Jenny! Ginny!” mom cried out as she hugged us tightly. Then the elderly woman tugged me by my sleeve and examined my hair. “ Looks like she has never seen blonde hair before!” I laughed. I hugged her tight. She gave me a beautiful bangle. It was a great trip!
By Roopkatha

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Whoo hoo!!!
I was soaring above the tall skyscrapers until I heard my mother calling to me. I woke up with a start. I was annoyed at my mother for ruining the perfect dream.
“Come on, wake up, breakfast’s ready!” shouted mother in my ears. I wanted to at least complete my dream but that wasn’t possible as school was near. I dragged my body to breakfast, the scrumptious smell of the delicious French toast passed under my nose and it dragged me to it.
I couldn’t wait to gobble up the warm and delectable french toast. I couldn't stop eating it. Turns out, the french toast was just as good as my dream.

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It is getting cool and its cloudy outside. I can see the birds making a nest and a parrot trying to find a spot to perch. The sun isn't out yet, but I can see the pink and light blue shades in the sky.

My sister made some sabudhana kichdi. As it sits on my table. I can see the little green celery with crunchy peanuts in it. My son is sitting by me and looking at his phone. My sister is in the kitchen making tea for the family, I can smell the elaichi (cardamom) that she is putting in the tea.

I sit on the table, and scoop a spoon of the delicious white pearls. As my tongue rolls, I can feel the green chilli spice, a little bit of crunch and the spongy white sabudana in my mouth.

I scoop in the second spoon and my sister brings in the hot masala tea. The steam from the cup, makes my mouth water and I know it will make a good combination with my breakfast.