Tuesday, May 26, 2020

The Rescue

There was once a boy named Nico Roberts. Nico was 7 years old and lived in a nice, quiet neighborhood with his family. He loved to draw, he loved to read, but most of all, he loved to play with his stuffed animals. He would play with them every day, for hours at times. And they would always accompany him wherever he would go. They would never leave his side. Not even at night. “I will stay with you for the rest of my life!” he told them.

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But little did he know that the kid next door was an evil stuffed animal collector. The kid would steal stuffed animals and rip them apart. He was truly evil. One day, when Nico was drawing (with his animals next to him, of course), the neighbor spotted them through his window. “I must have those animals!” he said to himself.

The next morning (a very warm morning, too), when Nico was playing with his stuffed animals in his yard, the neighbor tried to get them. He decided to set up a distraction. He would set out a piece of cake and put it on a plate on Nico’s yard. When Nico went to the cake, he would steal the stuffed animals. It’s a flawless plan, he thought. So, he did it. As Nico was playing, he saw a piece of cake on a plate nearby. He started to go take it but then he remembered his promise: that he would never leave his animals alone. So, he took them with him and ate all the cake. “Dang it!” the neighbor yelled, as he retreated into his home. “That was a good cake, too!” 

The neighbor then came up with another plan. He decided to put on a disguise and act like a stuffed animal inspector. He rang Nico’s doorbell. When Nico came to the door, the neighbor said, “Sir. I am a famous stuffed animal inspector. I am here to inspect your stuffed animals. I need to see if they are in good condition.” Nico, unknowingly, went and gave him his animals. As soon as he did, the kid ran away and went to his house and locked the door. “NOOOOOOOO!” Nico screamed. “How could I be so foolish?”

Back in his house, the neighbor was delighted. “Finally, I have the last stuffed animals for my collection. Now I can begin their destruction!” But he was tired, so he decided to first take a nap. And since it was so hot, he left the windows open, so he could get some fresh air. And then he went to sleep. Nico saw the open window and snuck in, walking quietly through the hall. He looked through the various doors, looking for the animals he had lost earlier in the day. And then he saw them. Right next to the sleeping neighbor. “Uh oh,” Nico said. But he decided to go for it. He went into the room, as quietly as possible, and stopped in front of the sleeping kid blocking his path. He took a deep breath and stepped over him. As he was crossing, however, the kid began to stir. Nico grabbed the animals and ran. He hopped out of the window just as the kid woke up, only to find the animals gone. Nico was happy again.

 Enjoy, The End.

Copyright © 2020 by Abhijay Rana

Printed in the United States of America


Monday, March 6, 2017

Maths Poem-the pillars of maths

1 have 1 thing I bought 1 more,

To tell how many I have, that's what additions for.

 

My friend wanted one I gave it to him

Now subtraction will tell me, how many I'm left with.

 

I'm buying a few more, but I can't find the price

I multiply the price with the quantity that makes me wise.

 

Now that I've got a lot, all my friends want it,

To give it equally, I have to divide it.

 

Fractions, decimals, bar graphs and more

addition is not only what math is for!

Saturday, May 14, 2016

FRIENDS: poem by Abhijay


Glasses are his buddies,

so are mine;

His are blue, brown are mine.

 

We play soccer, we do race;

It is hard to keep a pace.

 

He cares,

He shares,

We are friends,

I got his back,

He got mine; I'll help him out anytime.

 

We are friends, we will be friends,

We'll be friends till the end.

 

At night when the sunshine goes away,

And it is too dark for me to play;

I like to come inside, and look,

For a new friend in a storybook.

 

 

Grade 3, 2015

Swachh Bharat poster- By Abhijay



CREATIVITY- Poem by Abhijay




Legos are cool, but they come with directions

I mix up my boxes and make new inventions.

 

Toyotas are there and so are Fords.

But they aren't too creative, so I made Trizord.

 

When I think of something, something like a home.

I can write sentences, but creativity is a poem.

PAPERBOATS by Abhijay



Grade 4. April 2016

Thursday, October 15, 2015

New generation of cars- Trizord



On August 11th, 2014 in Gurgaon, India, Abhijay Rana and his friend Neerav Mantri drew a car. Neerav asked Abhijay to name the car. Abhijay suggested the name trizord. Then Neerav got an idea. He decided that they should make a car company. Abhijay got the name trizord and there was the greatest car company ever: Trizord!

 

Our first car

•Trizord’s first car was named “Slice”

• It is red on one side and blue on the other

•It was the car that gave the idea of the worlds greatest car company

 

Check us out at www.trizord.com

WINTER IN CHICAGO- a poem by Abhijay

The mornings are short

The nights are long

People stay inside

and listen songs

 

Inside it's warm

Outside it snows

When you come inside

Your face looks like a rose

 

When you enter your house

Your relatives look at you and say

"Why, you look total opposite of how looked in May!

 

Grade 2, 2014

Baa Baa Black Sheep- New Version

Baa baa black sheep,

Have you any wool?

 

No sir, no sir

Zero bags full.

 

I don’t have any wool today

All the customers took it away.

 

Baa baa black sheep,

Have you any wool?

 

No sir, no sir

Zero bags full

 

I don’t have any wool today

All the customers took it away