Book Review - A Little Princess

By Nitya


A Little Princess

This book revolves around the life of wealthy Sara Crewe. Sarah lives in a boarding school respectfully named Miss Minchin’s seminary school for young ladies. It was Sara’s mother’s dying wish to send Sara to the school, since it was the same school her mother had attended as well. Since Sara was very wealthy, she gets the biggest room in the school, and have all luxuries she could think of. But, Sara was not at all spoiled or mean as one would have thought. In fact, she was one of the kindest in the school. In the school she meets Lavinia, a girl who tastefully reminded Sara of a ‘reprobate’.

Sara’s life is turned upside down when her loved and loving father dies, apparently in a diamond-mine blow up. Right after her birthday, a man rushes in to announce the death of the girl’s father. Now Sara has nobody and is left in the large world all by herself. Miss Minchin, who was expecting a large sum of money from Sara’s school fee, decides seven year old Sara’s fate at once. She will live in the attic, along with an African American girl named Becky and work as a servant for the school.  Through the hardships of being a servant, getting beaten, getting milk from the milkman and walking a mile to get bread on freezing winter days, Sara remains true to her heart, sacrificing for people who have less than her and showing every act of goodness she possibly can. Even in those tangled black locks of hair, tattered rags supposedly called clothes, and Becky and mice as her best friends, Sara Crewe, in her heart, is truly a little princess for me. Finally God blesses her with what she really deserves.

A Little Princess is children's novel by Frances Hodgson Burnett, written in 1905 and was later made into a movie.

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Drawing a monster

By Nitya

I’m drawing a picture of a monster with teeth
 I add eight sharp and hairy feet
 I add a lot of brownish hair
 Of course, I have to, it can’t be bare!
 I draw some horns poking out of the arm
 don’t worry, this monster won’t be any harm!
 I make a red and puffy nose
 I make long nails on the toes
There are red bumps all over the face
 If there was an ugly contest, it would win first place.
 I make a black mole on the hand
 I make the skin the color of sand
 You know, drawing was fun!
 There! my self portrait is done!

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Perspective

By Nitya

Look outside a two story window.  Sure, if you fell down you would break a bone or two, but is really that high? Now imagine that you are a tiny sparrow, and look outside you window. That would be a pretty big jump, wouldn't it? now think of you by looking out a window by being an ant. That would be a grand canyon,wouldn't it.Now picture your self as an ant at the real grand canyon. Then yourself at the grand canyon. Picture a giant at the grand canyon. The giant's big toe is as big as three times your height.

This is the power of perspective.

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The reason people copy you

By Nitya



Once, there was a girl with no friends at all. She did not have any siblings.She was very, very, very lonely. This young girl one day prayed to the gods and asked, “Dear god, why do you not give me any siblings? I stand here every day playing by myself, wishing to play with someone. Please let me get a sister or a brother.” A bright ray of sunlight immediately peeked through a cloud and god appeared. “If you want a sibling this badly, your wish shall be granted.”
God said. And without another word, he disappeared.

One month later, the girl’s mother was informed that she would have a baby soon. And nine months after that, a handsome baby boy was born. The girl was overjoyed to have a friend at last. They played together, and ate together, and were best friends. But one day, The girl was noticing that her brother was copying her. She did something. She told her brother that she was going up stairs to play ball. She slowly walked up stairs. She saw that the boy was following her, walking up the stairs. She noticed this every day, until she one day turned back at him and yelled, “Why do you always copy me!?” the startled boy looked at her for a long time with sad eyes and said, “I copy you because I do not know anything which you don’t know and you can figure out what to do and you have all the good ideas.” The girl immediately realized how selfish she had been. She hugged her little brother and said, “Thank you for teaching me the lesson I had overlooked.”

Moral: If somebody copies you, it is probably because the find you interesting or want ot be like you.

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Underneath book review

By Nitya

A mother to be cat is abandoned on the street. That is it. That is what started the book The Underneath. It is about a cat who has babies when it is abandoned on the road and needs to find shelter, and fast. No animal can have babies on the side of a dusty gravel road surrounded by woodland! So she walks and walks until she reaches a little home with a big porch. There is a bloodhound living there, with his owner. The bloodhound has a thick chain tightly tied around his neck but allows her to rest there, and the cat gives birth. But she has nowhere to take the newborns. And the bloodhound has been lonley for so much time that the cat lives there with her kittens. But there is one thing. The kitten's home is underneath the porch and they nust NOT venture out . THEY MUST NOT. You see, the bloodhound's owner is a cruel, cold hearted man who has lived a long bad life. His nick name is Gar face. So the kittens do not venture out of the porch until.....! Mean while, the is a creature stirring in a jar in the tangled roots of a tree. This story also contains a 100 hundred foot long alliagtor. Gar face is trying to caputure the alligator but the he is just a bit smarter than Gar face...
Read the book The Underneath!

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The market

By Nitya

The market on a Saturday
Oh so many people, waiting to pay
The fruit stands are filled with people and kids
And plastic containers with polka dot lids
The butchers shop is on the other side
You could see him chopping a chicken a foot wide
The vegetables are frozen
The ripe fruits are chosen
A small girl cries MAMA MAMA!
As if she was in a dramatic drama
The girl finds her mom and hugs her close
And then they see a sign saying” going to the coast”
The children at the snack place are running around
And one moves like a crazy clown
“A Bee a Bee!” they yell
And one kid ran so fast he almost fell
This is a Saturday Market

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By the Sea

By Nitya

I am by the calming sea
Waves gently wetting me
I dig a sand castle with a moat
Until I spot a passing boat
Crabs scuttle in their homes
But I never feel alone
But that’s only by the sea
The crystal sand persuading me in
I see scary white sharks fin
A dolphin swims but I don’t make commotion
Because I want to watch their graceful Motion
I look into a tide pool, teeming with life
A small fish’s snout as sharp as knife
When I leave I want to pout
But then I spot a whale’s spout
The whales spout gently spraying
The coconut trees gently swaying
I feel so very very calm
Resting under a shady palm
Now comes the pink sunset
You’d love it too I bet!
But only by the sea

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