An Original story on bullying and inner power written by our student Avishi Bagga.

Avishi is 10 years old, a young writer from Gurugram. She is inspired by imagination which motivates her to express her daily thoughts through writing because she feels that she can make people learn something new in a fun way. We are proud to have her 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 Avishi for this exemplary true self-expression.

The Skating Master

Imagine a 4-year-old girl started Learning how to skate, but an older meaner girl starts making fun of her and makes her feel weak and less of herself. Hi, I am Avishi Bagga, and this is the story of my achievement as a skater.

When I started learning skating, then an older girl, told me that I would never be able to win even a single medal, because I sucked at it then. She whispered to me every day ‘you suck, just stop learning, you will never get to the next level, you will always be stuck here, so if you want to quit, do it now or just waste your time and money.’

At first, I thought that what she was saying, might be true, and I asked my trainer and Mumma about it. They both had the same answer, do not listen to her and keep practicing, you will get there, and remember to do this for yourself and not for anyone else.

I thought about it long and hard. Since I was young and facing this issue, I couldn’t do much about it, but I remembered my mum and coach’s words and kept practicing. I fell a few times and soon got better.

Since she thought she had mastered skating, she wouldn’t come to practice and not even compete.

The coach worked hard with me, and after a few years when I was 6 years old, I went to my first competition. Even though I had practiced a lot, I still lost. The older girl said that ‘I told you so, you can quit now.’ I cried for a long time. Then I decided that in the next competition failure wasn’t an option.

I worked harder this time and scored 2^nd place after a few months. For my first win, we celebrated, danced, sang, and that night went by without us knowing

The next day, when I went to practice, my coach congratulated me, on the win and said, ‘next time we will work harder and make you a master.

I worked harder and felt more confident than weak. Then after a few months of practicing, I had another competition, in 2017, I won my first gold medal. That day my coach upgraded me to the next level.

The gold medal shined on my neck like a star in the night sky, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

I felt proud of myself, but something in me told me that there was something else for me to achieve more than this. I asked my coach and he said, that, the older girl wasn’t coming to practice, as she was very overconfident and the last thing was to beat her.

After a few months when I was 9 in 2020, before the pandemic, we raced, since she hadn’t practiced, she won the first round, but because of her overconfidence, she fell in the 2^nd round, making me win that round, during the 3^rd round she slipped and fell again, making me win.

This time, I felt the satisfaction run through my body. I couldn’t believe it, I had won. She cried and did apologize after losing, to a child who was 3 years younger than her.

My story talks about not to listen to others, not to pay attention to haters. Focus on your work, do not feel disheartened, Whatever you believe you can achieve.

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An original story on bullying 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.

The Delhi Horse Show 2022

Imagine your friends turning their back on you. How would you feel? You may feel disappointed or sad about losing the company of friends. I was heartbroken. My heart burst into a million pieces because I was all alone.

This happened to me at the Delhi Horse Show 2022 (One of the biggest horse-riding competitions in India). Suddenly, all my friends became foes. They turned into bullies. They bullied me every time they got a chance. All the bullies made sure I come late to practice in some way or the other. They made me feel left out. I wished I wouldn’t be selected so I wouldn’t be hated so much. I started doubting and rejecting myself.

Everybody started sabotaging my goodwill and took advantage of me every time they could for their benefit. The worst was I let all this happen despite knowing the reality. Because of these people, their abuses, and discouraging words I got discouraged. No matter how much I tried to be good to them,  they were nasty and mean. They showed they were my friend and made me believe their lies by hiding their cruel plans. Getting discouraged at this tournament was a very bad scenario because many senior journalists and trainers came to watch. This is a competition in which people get a great opportunity to build a career in riding and makes your resume credible. This was the reason why it all became a problem for me to get a good position and get noticed by senior trainers.

To solve this I knew that I had to ignore these kids. But that wasn’t very easy considering their room was right next to mine and they were supposedly my roommates’ best friends.  Such kids can never be anyone’s friends. Slowly, Slowly I learnt to put up a strong face. I learnt to take a stand for myself. I started being more adamant and didn’t listen to their lies. I found two other kids who were against their irritable ways too and I started hanging out with those kids more.

I thought now they would let me be, but this just made them more into making me look like a fool or as they said. “Ignoring us will not work kiddo.” Every day they saw me, the evil look on their faces made chills run down my spine. I didn’t eat and my stomach ache got bad. My mom came to pick me up. I told her all about this and my dad made me realize that they were scaring me because they knew I was the only person who would get scared of something like that. My parent’s words motivated me. I vowed that I will face my fears. One day I went up to them and told them, “You know what paying attention or being scared of people like you is not worth. You just concentrate on the weak link, but I’m not going to pay heed anymore so good luck finding in someone else.”

The next day was my first event. I acted ignorantly and responded confidently to their threats and their teases because none of them had the guts to even come near me or my buddies anymore. I secured silver in my first event. I was so happy and loved the miserable look on their faces. After this, I never felt sad when someone bullied me but became more confident, brave, courageous, and street-smart.

I made a lot of new friends and genuinely good friends. I hoped I would have become more confident sooner. This event changed me and how I lived life. It made me stronger, confident, and an all-around much better version of myself.

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