Hanika's Stories

As another year comes to an end, in this blog, I’m taking a moment to reflect on my experiences, events, and lessons learnt. Time flew by, leaving behind a mix of cherished memories and challenges. This year has been an incredible journey of change, growth and self-discovery. I am excited to share some of my highlights and key moments from 2024. This was a milestone year for me as I graduated from Elementary school and went to Middle school. Over the past six years, I have many memories, and am grateful for the amazing teachers and classmates who were in my journey. As I reflect on my time in elementary school, I remember a valuable quote that has stuck with me: "Be Respectful, Be Responsible, and Be Ready to Learn”. As I’m writing this blog, I’ve now completed 2 quarters in 6th grade. Transitioning from one grade to another, drained a lot of my energy as I was learning to cope up with the new challenges of middle school. However, it was all worth it because I made a few new frien...

Hello readers, I recently attended a writers club meeting at my school. I was given a new prompt, and I wrote a short story about it. The prompt that was given to us was: How would a tree feel during the winter?. Enjoy reading!  In a town called Oakley there was a tree farm . . There were all kinds of trees on this farm. All of the trees grew happily during the spring and summer. During autumn and winter they shed their leaves. Well, except for one tree.  All the trees were once the little tree’s height. Throughout the summer they took all the sun they could get. In fall, they let go of their leaves. Once winter was here they could peacefully feel the snow on their long and skinny branches. Finally, spring is when they could replenish again. This was not the case for the little tree. During winter the tree felt afraid. The harsh winds and freezing temperatures kept bringing thoughts of its leaves never growing back.  The fear of not being able to have leaves during the sp...

Hello readers, today I am sharing a poem I wrote that I was inspired by an old poem called “THE JABBERWOCKY”. The Jabberwocky is an ancient poem written in 1871 by Lewis Carrol. There is a certain rhyme scheme that makes the poem flow.  There are some nonsensical words that I made up. There is a key below as well. Hope you enjoy it! Mungineers - (Noun) An umbrella with hands made with spaghetti. [4 syllables]. Ziggerdorgles - (Noun) A very bright and colorful monster(s). [4 syllables]. Flibberjabs - (Noun) Mac 'n' Cheese in a bowl holding Chips Ahoy with french fry arms. [3 syllables]. Bubblorter- (Noun/ Verb) A water balloon holding a Stanley cup. [2 syllables] THE Ziggerdorgles Attack!! It was a dark and gloomy day(8)(A) Swamps were looking green as a leaf (8)(B) Mungineers played in the bay (8)(A) How pretty were the beasts (6)(B) Looking through the vast horizon(8)(A) The sun laying before my eyes(8)(B) Enlightened like a big lion(8)(A) Oh how big were the lies(6)(B) Wha...