Week 1: The Crunchy Rice This week's English class was a bit boring. My teacher, Mr. Lee, never changed the questions. We sat in silence for the first twenty minutes. I felt useless, like a fish in a plastic tank. But then she asked, "Do you like eating fried rice?" I nodded. That one question saved my day. I suddenly remembered a story about a boy who became rich by selling fried rice. He was the richest person in his area. I realized that sometimes simple things can be big. I also learned how to count rice grains. One, two, three... ten grains each. That was easy. My mom made fried rice last night. It smelled good. I ate it alone. Nothing fancy, just plain taste. Week 2: The Lost Notebook I lost my notebook today. I looked everywhere. My backpack was heavy. I couldn't find my pen. I tried to write in the rain. The rain made my fingers slippery. I had to take a break. Every step felt like climbing a mountain. I found the notebook under the desk. It was covered in mud. I opened it and saw a picture of a dog. My dad had drawn it. He was at the park yesterday. He said he forgot it to wash. I felt sad because he wasn't with me. Maybe I should share it with him. He likes dogs. We can find the pen together. Week 3: The Math Quiz The math quiz was tough today. I couldn't solve the equation at 3:59 PM. My brain felt like it was playing chess. I moved a piece and lost. I tried to draw lines but they were messy. The teacher looked at me with glasses. She said, "Don't worry." I smiled and took out my calculator. 42 plus 15 is 5
7.Okay, I did it. I checked my work again. No mistakes. I felt proud. Maybe I can get a good grade. The math teacher said, "Good effort." I think I learned something new. I need to practice more tomorrow. Week 4: The Bookish Friend My best friend, Sarah, read a book today. She picked "The Great Gatsby" up. I waited for her. She didn't speak much. Just turned pages. I read the intro first. Daisy Buchanan was crazy about money. She thought she could buy happiness with a dollar. I laughed at that thought. I shouldn't have laughed. Money can't buy love. But Sarah smiled when she read the last chapter. She said she felt better. Maybe reading helps. I kept waiting for her to finish. She did. She finished early. I asked her about the ending. She whispered, "It ends with a bang." I understood now. Love is better than money. I will read more tomorrow. Week 5: The Tuesday Routine My Tuesday routine is boring. I wake up at 5:30 AM. I drink water first. Then I eat toast. No bread. I eat toast alone. It's hard to eat toast. My teeth hurt. I drink milk instead. I sit in the chair. It's too small. My legs vibrate a bit. I sigh. The bus leaves in ten minutes. I watch the clock. It hits 8:00 PM. I feel tired. I think I'll go to bed early. Tomorrow is Wednesday. I hope it's sunny. I want to play football. My team is good. We win last year. We will play again next week. Week 6: The Grocery Hunt I went to the grocery store today. I wanted apples. I found them in the bin. They were red and round. I picked two big ones. My mom said, "Keep them." I told her, "You can't eat them." She threw them away. I felt angry. I wanted to buy them. I went back. They were gone. I cried. My mom said, "It's part of life." She laughed. Did you know? People lose apples every day. I learned to trust her. She knows what she does. I will wait for next time. She comes tomorrow. Week 7: The Language Class My English class was fun today. We learned new words. "Grape" became easy. I said "Grapes" to my friend. She smiled. She knows about fruit. We played games. I won the game with a red hat. It was silly. My teacher gave us a prize. A pen. I was happy. The teacher said, "Be brave." I said yes. I practiced saying sentences. "I like the sun." "I love the rain." It sounded weird at first. But I got it. Now I can speak. I feel like I'm growing. My words are getting longer. Week 8: The Weekend Dream This weekend I dreamt of flying. I kept my eyes closed. The sky was blue. I saw clouds. They were white and soft. I flew over the city. The lights were like stars. I met a girl on the boat. She had a book. She asked, "Where are you going?" I said, "To the moon." She smiled. I told her about my dream. She cried a bit. She told me, "It's possible." I thought about it all. Maybe I really can. I will try hard. I need to sleep well. Then I will wake up strong. Tomorrow I will start. I have a plan.