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Story Of A Cell I Student Arnav Govil I Little Writers Program

By admin in Creative Writing, Educational Stories, Original Stories, Scientific Stories on January 23, 2023

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 8th-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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I-m-possible I Student Aashna Suvarna I Little Writers Program

By admin in Public Speaking through Stories on January 23, 2023

An original inspirational story written by our student Aashna Suvarna.

Aashna is 13 years old young writer from Mumbai. She loves music, reading and writing. We are proud to have her as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Aashna for this exemplary true self-expression.

I-M-Possible

Audrey Hepburn once said, “Nothing is impossible, even the word itself says I-m-possible.” Anything in the world can be achieved through diligent effort. Work is critical, and history has proved it time and again. The venerable Thomas Edison worked for many hours a day and he dozed off on his laboratory table using only his books as his pillow. All that we see, whether it is fame or wealth or medals, are just decorations. Underneath it all lies all the pain, all the failures, all the disappointment, all the loss of self-confidence, and hours and hours of practice and dedication toward the goal.

John was an average child, born in a small and self-sufficient town near London. He was mediocre in his studies and nobody had much hope for him. One day, he saw a poster stuck upon the school saying that the athlete who had recently won Olympic gold for the country was coming to visit their school. John entered the auditorium and sat at the very last bench. A tall, muscular-looking man entered the room wearing a suit. A silent hush filled the room. The athlete spoke about his life, his career, and how he spent his entire day practicing for his races. He also spoke about how he felt when he won the Olympic medal for the country. Although I am not sure how much this speech affected the crowd around him, for John it was like discovering his mission, his goal, and his ultimate achievement in life.

The next day, he started his athletic training. At first, he could barely run for 2 minutes before his limbs started hurting. Every day felt like torture. The only thing that dragged him out of bed was standing on the podium with a medal slung over his shoulder and people cheering and calling out his name. This also gave him the feeling of winning for the country. This was the only thing that used to circle his mind every time he fell or decided to give up. At first, he usually ended last or second in all the races he participated in. But this only motivated him to work harder and harder. After every failure, he worked ten times harder.

Finally, came the day of that race that could change his life forever. There were a few talented people on the National Team who would be trained to become in the future the face of their country in sports. This could be John’s last chance to get to the national level. Despite all the efforts he and his coach applied, on reaching the race venue, John had become extremely nervous seeing his competitors who were more than twice his age and more experienced in such events coach noticed his nervousness and told him, “John, I know that you have worked hard, but now it is time to deliver. Do not let fear rule this day and come back successful.”

Slightly more confident in himself, he got ready for the race. In his first attempt, he ranked in the middle. His second attempt, yet, resulted in a second-place finish. As he was making his third and final attempt, he became nervous. Every ounce of nervousness crawled back into him. His hands started to sweat and his heart started to beat fast. But then he remembered his practice. The race began. To run, he used every ounce of strength he had. The last thing he remembered was running through the finishing line. Behind him, he saw people cheering for him. His coach hugged him and his parents and friends in the crowd were beaming with joy. he had done it. The national team had selected him. It had been a challenging start, but he had passed.

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