shortstory

Hello everybody! I am Ray!!

A Really~ Really~~ NICE Day!

I came by this fun site called nontoxin.com. It promises no tech, no politics and no gossip. Every post consists of great short stories that illustrate certain lessons for us to improve our character, creativity or wisdom. Eventhough the posts are not updated frequently, there are enough for readers to entertain themselves for a long while. Hopefully, by then they will have recruited more regular writers.

A couple of impressive stories include:

• Are tomatoes a fruit or a vegetable ?
• The art of not giving up .
• How to win at rock paper scissors ?

If you crave for intelligent and mind-blowing stories, you’d find yourself returning all the time, craving for more.

What a lovely, beautiful day! Now, put down your PSP, put on your swimming suit, and GO TO THE BEACH!!!

I don’t know how to express my feelings. At first, I thought I dislike her. Why not? She will bring me a lot troubles. 

But, I cannot stop looking at her. She is so…you know, ATTRACTIVE. Gold hair, big eyes, and long, pale legs… OH MY GOD! I cannot stop from looking at her. She is such a beauty!

I tried to control my mind, ‘WONG RAY!! You fool! You will not do that, right? She is a trouble!’ She looked at me quietly with her sad eyes. ‘Can you see how beautiful she is? Ray, you love her!’ another sound in my heart said.

I said, ‘Well… I will…’

I don’t know what love is about. But when it comes, it comes like that.

The girl is my new pet. I finally bring her back home.  She is a golden retriever called Bronzy.

Dear Jo, 

Hello! This is Meg from
Africa. I am very glad to be your pen-pal. 

I live in
Togo, one of the poorest countries of the world. People here are poor, but we are happy. Happiness is not related to money. We have to work very hard for own living, but we always think that we have got enough. 

I love chatting with other kids, we do not have many toys, but we know how to make many toys. We play paper planes, paper-scissors-stone… We are poor, but we are happy. 

Nowadays, I know that many kids have computers, NDSs, PSPs… I think these things are not important, of course they can bring happiness to people, but, the real happiness is in our heart.

Yours,Meg

Yesterday we have a class teacher lesson. I love class teacher lessons so much because we can chat with each other.Miss Ashley walked into the classroom, and looked at our little faces. Then, she took up a chalk, and wrote ‘My Dream Job’ on the blackboard.We stared at the blackboard and thinked…….After 5 minutes, Miss Ashley gave us a paper to write. I thinked for a long time and wrote down a word, ‘DOCTOR’. Miss Ashley asked, ‘Well, now, let’s talk about your dream job.’ Johnny put up his hand and shouted, ‘I WANT TO BE A PILOT!!

The Chinese New Year is an important festival for the Chinese people.Chinese people give out red packets and presents at the Chinese New Year. But, some of the poor children cannot get red packets or presents at this happy festival.

In a small place of China, Hong Kong, there is a small kid, who has a heart with big love.

 The child is Richard Lee. He is just 6, but he can think like an adult. Once on the Chinese New Year Day, he saw a little
boy begged for money on the street. Richard thought, ‘I am happy in the Chinese New Year, but there are many kids cannot have a happy festival!’

 He thought of a plan – donate one of his red packets and presents to the poor children. He first advertised this plan to his classmates and had very good results. In a year, he advertised this plan to the whole Hong Kong and had very good response.

In the next Chinese New Year, near 50000 kids received a red packet and a present. They all cried happily when they received their presents with  LOVE.

People called Richard The Father Chinese New Year.

Hi! I am a mouse. Please wait for a second! I am the mouse that you are using at this moment! Do not be scared!I am a little and helpful mouse from Forest Road, No.4. Jennie Rosa is my little master. She always uses me coz she loves playing computer SO much.Sometimes, I think I am in the hell. My life is so POOR.Jennie treats me so bad. When she was playing computer games, she press me so hard that I cried loudly. Unfortuenately, my DEAR master cannot hear it…When Jennie fells unhappy or angry, she will throw me to the floor or step on me.Nowadays, I feel very sick. It is because Jennie ruins my health… I hope Jennie can finally throw me away, maybe I may only live in the rubbish bin, but I think it will be better than here……

My readers, have you ever thought of a question, why my stories are always written in very easy English? Let me tell you a real story. It will tell you the answer.Do you still remember Father Patrick? He taught me to read more books, expecially novels. ‘You may know many words and tenses by reading!’While I was reading, I discovered that many novels are only suitable for adults. They are written in very difficult English, and the content are so BORING. ANd the most serious point is, WHERE’S THE PICTURES?I told Father Patrick about this. Father Patrick suggested, ‘Ray, what about write some stories for children yourself?’ When I was small, I did not write stories myself, but when I had my first child who loves listening to stories SO much, I really tried what Father Patrick suggested!!

I am not sure are my stories amusing, but I just want to apply some easy-reading stories for children. Hope you will supports me!!