Use the words below to create a poem or story. Tag your letter "weeklychallenge ".
- Burned book
For those who would like an extra challenge: include a photo you made yourself, that goes well with your story or poem.
Finish the story
"The classroom was empty but she was still sitting on her chair. Everyone left but she couldn't move. She looked outside..."
Tag your letter "storytime" and leave a comment below when you're done.
Let's remember a time in our lives that made us really happy. What happened and with who? Tell us about your happiest moment(s).
Tag your letter "happy".
Such a life
In the same for a beautiful tune play like black n white keys.
Music is like the mirror of our lives, our stories. We write our thoughts into poetries and sing our sentiments into melodies. Thoughts change. Feelings change. We change. Our lives pick up speed, so do fingers on the guitar. We skip a heartbeat when we see the people we so badly want to meet, and the hand playing the piano fumbles. We loose our tempers sometimes and take it out on the drums to silence our boiling blood. We cry and hug the violin, seeking warmth in its enchanting music. And at the end of the day, when we're tired of everything, we sing ourselves a silent lullaby till our eyelids give in to sleep.
Finish the story.
"As she opened the door she stood there silently for a few seconds. She then bursts into uncontrollable laughter as she realizes what she's looking at...."
Tag your letter 'storytime'.
Use the words below to create a poem or story. Tag your letter 'weeklychallenge'.
Do you think music could change the world? And if you do, how? Or has it already changed our world? Share your thoughts and tag your letter "music".
It's not crazy to start everything from scratch. Madness is to lead a miserable life, wander in a cloud of daze, sun kisses the mind n soul, day by day. Madness is pretended to be happy when am always with you, pretend that exactly this strap you have to pull all your life.
My mom and dad were always working, so grandpa took care of me. We would dance together to his favorite songs playing from an old record--my feet on top of his before I learned how to walk. We would sit together on the balcony's bench to watch the gardens as we ate ice cream, and he would tell me stories from the Bible or his boyhood.
He was the one who wiped my tears away when I came back home crying from the swings. He was the one who gave me a parrot for my birthday, and I named it after him-- Bonpa.
We would have fun taking turns teaching him new words. The first words that Bonpa learned came from grandpa: "Be brave."
Today, grandpa is no longer here with me. But I can feel him whe...
Write a story or poem using the words below. Tag your letter "weeklychallenge" and leave a comment below when you're done.
Can you help us finish the story below? Tag your letter "storytime" so we can find your letter.
"Life wasn't easy for her. Everything was always a struggle. She stared at the stars as she was lying in the grass and a tear roll down her cheek....."
If I'd ask you to close your eyes and imagine a situation or place where you are completely happy and at ease... What and where would that be? What is your happy place?
Write about it in an open letter and tag it "happyplace".
This week we challenge you to write a letter using 5 words. More than the usual 3. But we know some of you were ready for a bigger challenge, so here it is!
- PO Box
Tag your letter "weeklychallenge".