An original story on the scientific concept of skeleton written by our student Harshvardhan Singh Shekhawat.

Harshvardhan is 13 years old young writer from New Delhi. He is enthusiastic about sports, and music. We are proud to have him as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Applied Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Harshvardhan for this exemplary true self-expression.

Once Upon A Skeleton

Have you ever wondered how are we able to walk, move and protect ourselves? For all this, we have the skeletal system of our body to thank. You must have learned about it when you were in school today let me explain the skeleton of our body with a story.

It was a late Halloween-eve night. Jill and her mom were taking out the trash. Jill’s dad was an orthopedic surgeon (A doctor working on bones) and was out late working again. He was working on the “hand bone” which is also known as the “Radius and Ulna.” He couldn’t say no to work because these were very crucial bones for everything we do. The patient’s bones were fractured and he was unable to move his arm as it was painful. A fracture is when a bone breaks inside your body making your arm, leg, etc. hurt when you try to move it. After giving the patient treatment for his injury. Jill’s dad got in the car and came home.

Her father reached home at 10 pm in the evening. Jill was very angry at her father. She was angry at him. She scolded him for working so late. Jill told her father about how we don’t need bones and that it’s just a waste of time. She continuously reiterated that “we need you father and not bones on our special days especially”.

Jill’s father was a calm man. He explained to her how we need bones to live. He said, “Bones support, protect and help us in movement”. She asked,  “what all bones do we need?”

Her father said, “there are many more important bones which each provide their own help. For example, The Skull helps protect the brain and the ribs protect the heart and lungs. We have bones like Arm bones (Ulna, Radius, and Humerus) and Leg bones (Tibia, Fibula, and Femur) which help us in movement.”

She understood and asked, “Okay, well can you tell me anything about the toes and palms?” He said, “Yes, We also have bones in our palms and toes. The bones in our palms are called Carpals, Metacarpals, and phalanges. Toe bones are called Tarsals, Metatarsals, and Phalanges.”

Jill was feeling guilty. She said sorry to her father and spent the rest of the evening happily with her father.

She now knew how hard her father worked and wanted to know more. She went to school the next day in her Halloween costume. She boasted to the whole school about how her father is a superhero. One kid came up to her and said “I always wondered what a funny bone is. Do you think you could ask him and explain it to me?”

She immediately replied, “sure”. She asked her father in the evening. Her father told her that a funny bone was actually a nerve and not even a bone. She conjectured about what she would tell her friend. She got into her skeleton outfit and ran down for trick-or-treating. She found her friend and told him the truth that the funny bone was actually a nerve. He tried to contain his laughter. In a mean voice, he said, “The funny bone is actually a nerve. Hahahaha. Your father is a liar. How can it be both a nerve and a bone.” She ran away crying to her father. She told about how he laughed at her face. Her father comforted her and told her not to worry. He told her to enjoy her time and not worry about what others say. She agreed with her dad and studied hard.

Years later, she grew up and became one of the finest orthopedic surgeons. Now that she is all grown up, she shares stories of her father and that boy, who is now an adult regret how he teased her. She now knew how important a bone was. She went to her father’s house and thanked him for such an enriched childhood.

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An original story on the scientific concept of cell written by our student Arnav Govil.

Arnav is 12 years old young writer from Gurgaon. He is enthusiastic about Cricket. We are proud to have him as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Applied Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Arnav for this exemplary true self-expression.

Story Of A Cell

Rahul a curious 8^th-grade science teacher always loved to teach in a new way. He thought it was important that the students enjoy it. He decided to teach cell through a story. “Good morning class, today we will be starting a new topic cell and the cell system.

It’s boring to learn the definitions and write them. Let me explain it to you in a story form” said the science teacher. “This is going to fun,” said Atharv to his friend Arnav. “Everything is fun after studying maths for an hour,”said Arnav laughingly.

Rahul the teacher began narrating the story in his great style….

One day two cells came to my dreams and started talking to each other.

“Hey, the humans keep on talking about the brain, heart, liver, kidney, and how important they are. We are also very important. The human body won’t function without us. We are the basic building block of all living things. We have many different functions. No living thing can function without cells. We are responsible for all the basic functions of life. Without us humans couldn’t do anything, humans wouldn’t even exist!”

“I agree with you”, said the second cell to the first one.  The second cell continued.

“We are minute. Humans can’t see us without a microscope. We are surrounded by a lot of other cells, blood, veins, and other boring stuff. There are many small things inside us that have different functions. They are called organelles. All of them are very useful but we are scared from one of them.”

The first cell intervene and started talking, “The ones we are scared of are known as lysosomes. Humans call them the suicide bag of cells as they contain digestive enzymes and eat their own cells when damaged. They also digest worn-out organelles.”

“Yes, you are correct”, Said the second cell and he took over the conversation. “Every human has a brain and it can’t do much without it. We have a nucleus which is known as our Brain. It tells us what to do and when and how to grow. The endoplasmic reticulum found through the cell acts as a channel and stuff like protein goes through it which helps in our growth. As I told you we are surrounded by a lot of other cells, so that we don’t crash into each other and have a fight between us. There is a cell membrane that protects us cells from other cells and other materials.”

The first cell started, “Everyone has something to store their stuff in like humans have cupboards. We have Golgi apparatus. It’s a weird name, sometimes we also forget the name. Anyway, the Golgi apparatus can also modify and pack materials not just store it. Vacuoles are also somehow like Golgi apparatus but they can’t pack or modify materials . They are just for storing water, food, and waste. Just like the liver is the powerhouse of the body, the powerhouse of the cell is mitochondria. It produces energy through aerobic respiration. Our another friend is centrosome. Centrosome plays an important role during cell division, it’s only present in an animal cell. The work of a centrosome is boring, isn’t it?”

“Ohh no we will meet again someday. I need to go, I can see a lysosome eating organelles. I am scared I have to rush, it was nice talking to you Mr. Rahul”, said the first cell.

The second cell also said, “I hope that some of your students grow up to become cell biologists. Bye bye.”

“I opened my eyes and realized it was a dream. I came to school”, said Rahul the teacher

“This was so fun,” said all the children in the class and they thought school would be so fun if all the classes and subjects are taught in a story form like this.

“I would like to grow up and become a cell biologist,” said Atharv . “I am still interested in becoming a cricketer,” said Arnav.

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