Our story-writing project with the 4th years

Last week some of the 4th year students who are writing a book that is gonna be on the bookshops the next weeks came to our English class to work with us on a story-writing project. First they explained how to write a good story and then gave us 4 titles that we had to choose one for our story. They were:

_ Blood on my fingers
_ Behind the curtains
_ It's been a long time coming
_ Warmth of the sun

I chose "warmth of the sun" and started writing my story. It is a good experience and It's not bad for the first time I think.

Warmth of the sun

It was a hot, sunny day at the local market. Children were running along the street, beside people's small shops. I was walking beside the shops looking at the things in the shelves. Suddenly I saw a small carpet with a young girl sitting on it and selling some small cups and marbles. She was very dirty and her dress was old and ripped. I felt sorry for her. Why can't she run along the streets like the other kids? I had to help her in some way. I stood beside her stuff and looked at the cups. 

"Can I help you, Sir?" She nicely asked.

"I'm looking for a spoons, do you sell them here?"

She thought about it for a second and then answered:

"Sorry Sir, I don't sell spoons"

I wanted to buy her something off so I asked her.

"I much does that cup there cost?" 

" 60 cents Sir." She answered.

"That's very cheap, I take 5 of those." I said

"That's 3 Euros, sir" 

I gave her 20 Euros and when she was looking for my change I ran away as fast as I could. After I reached the next street I thinking about her that I suddenly heard someone saying:

"Sir, wait you forgot your change"

It was the girl. 

"You forgot your 17 Euros change." She said

I was surprised and told her:

"Whats your name kid?"

"Anna" She answered.

"I don't need the 17 Euro but you do Anna. Where are your parents?" I said

"They are in the heaven I think. I've never seen them." She answered sadly.

We both forgot about the change now and were chatting in the middle of the street. 

" I am very rich Anna. I can adopt you. You will have a great life." 

" She looked at me for a moment" and then said:

"Could you actually do that?"

"Of course I could. My wife will be very happy to. You will love her." I said.

She gave me a big hug and then we went to her shop to collect everything that was there and then I bought her new clothes and then we went to my house.

I enrolled her in a private school.She can now learn how to write and read.

I think she is now feeling very happy and enjoys her life, for her, I was the warmth from the sun.

THE END