Short Story written by: Stephania Ferreyra.

Lauren and her friends Anna and Moly went the swimming pool on a sunny day and their mothers were looking after them.

Suddenly somebody touched Lauren´s shoulder, when she looked back saw Adeline, her fairy godmother who had come to talk to her; “I need your help, only you can do it”. Lauren felt a shiver.

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Wing was an inexpert airplane because it was too young, he hadn´t made his first flight yet. Was beautiful, with big wings, but he was special, even being fully equiped, was scared of flying.


One day, a young pilot asked him: “Wing, do you want me to be the pilot on your first flight?” Wing, surprised because of the question said; “I would love to, but I can´t”. The young Pilot was confused, no plane had rejected fly with him before, so he asked: “Why can´t you fly?”. Continue reading…


Once upon a time there was a very smart girl called Lina. She lived with her parents in a Madrid´s neighbourhood, in Spain. Her house was really big with a big garden and spacious garage where Lina used to play and invent new things.

She was really smart, and was able to learn things that the rest of the kids could not even imagine.


One day, she was going to repair her parents´ car and had an idea. Use chickpeas as petrol. She was really brave and started to develop her invention. Continue reading…


Short Story written by: Carolina Mora Arévalo

Once upon a time, there was a girl called Sophie who really wished to have a puppy, but her parents were never at home because of work, so they could not take care of the little dog.

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Sophie was always trying to convince her parents, but they always were saying that it was not possible to have an animal because it is a big responsibility, it is not enough to feed the animal, you also have to play with him, wash him, spend time with him, actually it is like having  a new member of the family. Continue reading…


Once upon a time there was a library full of Christmas books.  The library was situated in the center of town, this way more children could stop by and read the wonderful books.

One day, Jamie decided to go to the library to read some Christmas stories, but when he got there the place was empty!  He couldn’t believe it, “the Christmas books had been stolen!” he cried.

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Although Jamie was only 5 years old, he loved to solve mysteries like this one.  He was determined to find out what had happened to the missing library books.

Jamie decided to look for clues to solve the mystery.   Who could have stolen the Christmas books?  He spotted an important clue that even the police had not seen: he saw a lock of hair, and he realized right away that the hair belonged to one of Santa’s reindeer. Continue reading…


Short story written by: pseudonym Acesita

Everyone knows me as Glup although my real name is Galish, and for the past twenty years I have been living in Jaipur, India.  I live very close to my aunts and uncles, my brother, and my friends, but I am not sure how far it is from where you live.

I have always been very curious to know what other families do for work.  So first, to break the ice, I will tell you about the different professions in an elephant family and maybe after you can tell me about what your family does.


Contrary to what most people think, in an elephant family we all have different roles.  I, for example, am the diver in the family, and I also happen to be the youngest, I haven’t yet turned twenty one.

My dad who is 60 years old, weighs a lot, and he is three times my size! My mom, Kaira, just turned 65 a week ago, she was born before any of us. Continue reading…


Once upon a time there was a children’s football trainer called Vincent, in whose team there were three boys who all played as forwards. In every game, the trainer could only put one forward on the pitch, so he sometimes had difficulty choosing which forward should play. By coincidence, the three forwards were the best players in the team, so it was bad luck that only one of them could play in each match.

However hard Vincent looked for a solution, he couldn’t find one. He also found it very difficult to ask for help, for he believed that people would think he was stupid for not being able to resolve the problem himself.

But one day, the three forwards came to him and said: “Vincent, sometimes when we can’t fix something ourselves, it’s best to ask someone else for help…”


So Vincent remembered an old friend of his whom he could trust,someone with a lot of experience in training children’s football teams – the previous trainer, in fact.

So he decided to go to the former trainer, for he was very wise as he was older and more experienced. The old trainer was called Julian, and he welcomed Vincent with pleasure: “How are you, Vincent? How’s the team?” he asked. And Vincent replied: “That’s exactly what I’ve come to talk to you about.” Continue reading…


Once upon a time, there was a wolf called Howler who lived in a valley where lots of fruit trees grew. Howler would often try to climb up the trees to eat the fruit they produced. But the most appetising fruit was on the very tall trees that Howler couldn’t reach.

In the valley, an elderly man named Martin also had a few fruit trees that he looked after very carefully. But as he was getting older, he began to notice that he lacked the strength to pick the fruit, for it was very tiring work.

Martin had some of the biggest and most delicious fruit trees in the valley, which was why Howler had his eye on them. So one day he decided to try and reach their fruit and started jumping up and down the trunk.

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Martin, who was looking out of the window, realised that the wolf was trying to steal fruit from his beautiful trees, but however much Howler jumped and howled, he couldn’t reach even the lowest branches of such a big tree.

Seeing this, Martin had a great idea: he offered Howler a ladder to climb up, but in return the wolf would have to give him half of whatever he picked. Only then would Martin continue lending him the ladder.

Howler accepted the deal and set to work collecting the fruit, and for one whole morning he went up and down the ladder filling his basket with the fruit they would then share between them. Continue reading…


Once upon a time there was a village called Benidorm in Spain, which had a very big beach that got very busy every summer. It was also the home of Julian and Florrie, who originally came from the Spanish capital city of Madrid. They loved the beach, and they knew they would never leave Benidorm.

One day, they decided that when they grew old and could no longer travel, they would like their future grandchildren to come and spend time with them. And as they believed in magic, they thought up a plan to make their dream come true.

Julian was a good artist so he painted a picture of Benidorm beach. On the back, Julian and Florrie left a message for their future grandchildren, which was: “Think of your grandparents and you will appear on Benidorm beach with us.”


Julian and Florrie gave the picture to their children to pass down the generations, and told them to show it to future grandchildren and hang it in their room.

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There was once a clown called Cuthbert who would often ask a child from the audience to come up on stage with him.

Every day before starting the show, Cuthbert the clown would put on his red shoes, which were twice as big as his feet, and stick on his red nose. The circus music started to play and the procession of clowns began. A whole pile of clowns began streaming out of a fire engine – one, two, three, as many as fifteen clowns!! They were all dressed up as firemen and when they were all on stage, Cuthbert ordered all the lights to go off and just one spotlight to choose which child would come on stage today. There was a drum roll, and the spotlight fell on its chosen child.

Charlie, for that was the name of the lucky boy, ran out on stage to the clowns. Cuthbert asked him, “Are you ready to start the mission?” to which Charlie answered: “Yes I am!!”

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At that moment, Cuthbert took out a red sponge nose and put it on Charlie’s face. Such was his surprise when all the audience started to laugh at the funny sight of the little boy and the big red nose.

But suddenly the little boy began to look upset, for he felt as though everyone was laughing at him. In another moment, he had burst into tears and tore off the nose that Cuthbert the clown had given him, running out of the circus as fast as he could.

Everyone waited to see what would happen next. But the clowns went on with the show, whilst Cuthbert went to look for Charlie whom he found hiding at the back of the big top.

Charlie, why are you crying?” asked Cuthbert the clown kindly.

“Because everyone was laughing at me!” replied Charlie between sobs.

Then Cuthbert understood why Charlie was feeling so upset and said: “Charlie, when I come out on stage to act, do you laugh?” Continue reading…