Once upon a time, in a peaceful little village near a snowy mountain, there was a secret garden known only by a few. Hidden behind tall hedges and blooming bushes, something very unusual grew there—a magical lilac that looked like a tree.

    It wasn’t like any ordinary lilac. Its trunk was thick and strong like an ancient oak, and instead of leaves, its branches were filled with soft, purple blossoms that shimmered in the moonlight and smelled sweeter than anything in the world. The villagers believed it had appeared one night when a falling star touched the ground, planting a seed of magic.

        Every spring, during a special night when the moon turned purple, the lilac’s perfume became stronger than ever. That was when its magic awakened. It was said the lilac-tree could grant one wish each year—but only if the wish came from a pure and kind heart.

        Children from the village would wait all year for the purple moon. They would visit the secret garden with hope in their hearts, dreaming of the one special wish they could make. But not all wishes were answered. The lilac only listened to the wishes made not for toys or fame, but for love, care, and kindness.

    One spring, a young girl named Sophie had a quiet, gentle wish. Her little brother had been sick and could no longer walk. Sophie didn’t wish for anything for herself. She simply hoped he could run and play again.

    That year, under the light of the purple moon, the lilac bloomed more brightly than ever before. The air shimmered with petals, and the garden glowed with a soft light. In the morning, when the sun rose over the hills, Sophie’s brother stood up from his bed, smiled, and ran out into the yard, laughing.

    Since then, the lilac-tree became a silent guardian of hope in the village. Every spring, its flowers returned, and with them came the dreams of kind-hearted children. They knew that magic lives not in the wish itself, but in the love behind it.

    So if one day you find yourself near a lilac that smells sweeter than any flower you’ve ever known—and if it looks more like a tree than a bush—pause for a moment. You might have found the magical lilac. And if your heart is filled with kindness, something truly wonderful may bloom just for you.

                    (The Magical Lilac That Looked Like a Tree )

Bogatu Iuliana

   Secondary School Sanpetru, Romania

Once upon a time, in the peaceful mountains of La Fuente Roja in Alcoy, a young girl named Clara found a glowing seed hidden under a bed of moss. The seed pulsed with a warm light, like a tiny heartbeat. A message was carved on a nearby rock:
“Plant this seed with love, and something beautiful will grow.”

Clara carefully planted the seed under her favorite oak tree. Every day, she visited it, whispered kind words, and sang songs of hope and joy. Her best friend Lucas, a boy who loved nature as much as she did, came with her each afternoon. Together, they laughed, played, and watered the tiny sprout that slowly grew.

The Magical Seed of La Fuente Roja

One morning, they discovered something amazing: the seed had become a magnificent tree, with silver leaves and golden fruit. The tree shimmered in the sunlight and whispered in the wind. But the most magical thing was what it gave: if someone sat under it with a kind heart, the tree would show them their happiest memory.

People from all around came to visit. The tree helped old friends forgive, lonely hearts find love, and neighbors grow closer. It reminded everyone that love, friendship, and kindness are the strongest magic of all.

Years passed, and the tree still stands in La Fuente Roja, a symbol of what can grow when we care for each other—with hearts full of love.

JAVIER MASIÁ MARTÍNEZ

Colegio Esclavas Alcoy

Once upon a time, a little grain of wheat was lying in the earth, asleep. It was cold and dark underground, and the little grain felt very small and alone.

One day, the sun came out, and the earth became warm. The grain of wheat woke up and started to stretch. Slowly, it sent a tiny green shoot up toward the light.

“Hello, world!” said the little shoot.

The sun smiled down, and the rain gave it water. Day by day, the little shoot grew taller and stronger. It became a beautiful green plant.

The Story of the Little Grain of Wheat

As time passed, the plant made golden heads of wheat filled with new grains. Birds sang nearby, bees buzzed, and the wind whispered gently through the field.

One day, a farmer came and harvested the wheat. He took it to the mill to be ground into flour. Then the flour was baked into bread.

A family sat down to eat the fresh, warm bread, and they were happy and full.

And so, the little grain of wheat had a big journey—from a tiny seed in the ground to a part of a delicious loaf of bread.

The End.

Scoala gimnaziala nr 24 "Ion Jalea" Constanta

prof. Alina Constantin

Panselis, the Flower of Hope

One day, in the courtyard of a school full of laughter and children's voices, the students planted a small flower. It was a pansy, but not an ordinary pansy. It had petals in the colors of the rainbow and a small golden splash in the middle, as if it had a ray of sunshine hidden inside it. They named it Panselis, because it reminded them of the glow of the full moon that illuminates the night.

Panselis slowly grew up in the courtyard, listening to the children's songs, the teachers' stories, and the voices of joy at recess. Every morning, he opened his petals as if greeting the sun and the students.

However, there were moments when he felt alone. The other flowers in the garden had been planted long ago and only talked to each other. Panselis stood silently, dreaming that one day he would make friends and become part of the colorful company of the garden.

One night, as the full moon bathed the yard in its silver light, Panselis closed his eyes and wished:

“I wish I could show the other flowers that diversity brings beauty… and that dreams come true when we share them.”

The moon heard his wish and sent him a silver drop of dew. The next morning, the drop had turned into a small sparkle on his petal. The other flowers came closer curiously.

“Panselis, what is that shining?” asked a daisy.

Panselis smiled. “It is a drop of hope, a gift from the moon. I can share it with you, if you like. Every time you see her, remember that dreams need friendship to bloom.”

From then on, the flowers became friends with Panselis. They told him their dreams, they laughed together, and every night, when the moon rose high, they all sang the song of hope together.

The students who passed by the garden felt the change. The air was sweeter, the flowers happier, and Panselis always opened his petals a little wider, as if to say:

“When you have friends, you can bloom anywhere.”

And so, the little pansy was no longer just a flower. It was a symbol of friendship, dreams, and hope — a reminder that even a small plant can light up the whole world.

                                  PHILIPPI PRIMARY SCHOOL / STAVROULA VASILIADOU

The Little Seed That Wanted to Become Bread

Once upon a time, in a quiet little field, a tiny wheat seed fell to the ground. It was so small that no one paid attention to it. But the little seed had a big dream:
"I want to grow and become bread for all the children in the world!"

The earth gently hugged it and covered it with care. The sun stroked it every morning with its warm rays, and the rain sang sweet songs with its droplets. The little seed smiled and started to stretch out tiny roots.

Days passed, and the seed began to grow! It sprouted green leaves and whispered to the wind:
"I'm growing! I'm growing!"

kalliopi Baltiri  Philippi primary school

As time went by, it turned into a full ear of wheat, filled with golden grains. Birds came to visit, and the sun lit it up like a treasure. The wheat smiled:
"It’s time to become bread!"

The people carefully harvested it, ground it into flour, and made dough. The dough went into the oven, and the oven filled the air with the delicious smell of warm bread.

And then, the little seed’s dream came true:
Children from all around the world ate the bread and laughed with joy.

The wheat, now a little loaf of bread, felt its heart full of happiness:
"I may have been small, but I brought joy to many!"

And from that day on, every time a wheat seed is planted, it whispers to the wind:
"I will become bread for all the children!"

                                     Fermecata         sămânță 

         Într-un sat uitat de lume trăia Petruț, un băiețel frumos, cu ochii verzi, păr blond, cu bucle mici. Acesta era abătut pentru că era sărac și trebuia să muncească din greu alături de familie pentru a-și duce traiul. 

            Într-o zi, pe când se plimba pe drumul dinspre pădure, Petruț se întâlnește cu o femeie în vârstă care ia cerut să o ajute cu o geantă grea pe care o ducea . Cu bucurie și plin de bunătate, Petruț îi sări în ajutor și a dus geanta neagră, grea și veche a bătrânii femei. Ca semn de mulțumire, băiatul a primit în câteva semințe mici, maronii. Femeia a plecat dispărând după un deal, iar Petruț a înțeles că nu era o femeie oarecare. Și-a continuat drumul spre casă. 

         După câteva zile îi apăru în vis bătrâna pe care a ajutat-o și ia spus să planteze doar o sămânță în grădina casei lui, iar pe celelalte să le dea celor ca el, adică celor ce munceau din greu pentru pâinea ce-o puneau pe masă.  

        Buimăcit, după visul avut, Petruț a plantat o sămânță în curtea sa, după două zile

aceasta a rodit fel și fel de legume, un lucru nemaipomenit pentru o plantă. Familia lui

 Petruț   se bucură de roadele obținute, ba chiar le-a împărțit și cu vecinii lor. Și, cea mai mare minune este că, deși culegeau roadele, planta rodea, iar și iar. 

           Tare s-au minunat oamenii din satul sa dus peste peste șapte, așa că mulți oameni își doreau o sămânță din planta fermecată, pe care au numit-o ”leguma tuturor legumelor”. 

         Petruț a dat semințele pe care le avea și altor oameni, dar acestea au rodit doar la oamenii curați        și buni la suflet pe care ia săturat cu bogățiile date. În grădinile celor avuți, ursuzi, mânioși, deși udată și îngrijită, plantă nici nu răsare. 

          Puterea acelei semințe l-a determinat pe Petruț să rămână bun la suflet, să-i ajute pe cei în nevoie și să nu se plângă de viață aspră        pe care o avea. 

          O sămânță de iubire, de bunătate, de empatie, de credință, de speranță...cu o sămânță poți schimba lumea, fii și tu sămânța și dă-o mai departe! 

Clasa Pregătitoare & Florina Dodi, Școala Gimnazială ”Anastasie Panu”     Huși

                  SEED TOMMY

The science boy Bilge created a project to grow seeds in the desert. He took the seed he named Tommy to the mysterious African desert and planted it. The seed Tommy was waiting for water to grow. He was not feeling well because of the lack of water. 

Hülya YAVUZALP

Öğretmen İbrahim Öztürk İlkokulu

Pendik İstanbul

 He decided to find his own water. He stuck his head out and looked around and saw a big mirage right in front of him. He went and went but could not reach his dream of water. He lay down under a cactus on the road. He was very tired and weak. The cactus asked him what was wrong. You look very tired. What's up, my friend, he said. He told him his problem. He said, I can't grow because of the lack of water. The cactus said, don't be sad, I can share with you the water I have stored inside me for difficult days. The seed Tommy, who found water, managed to grow. The science boy Bilge learned that no seed can live without water.

Once upon a time, in a cozy village nestled between rolling hills, lived a curious boy named Leo. One sunny afternoon, while exploring the woods behind his house, Leo stumbled upon a tiny pouch hidden beneath a pile of leaves. Inside were three shimmering seeds, each glowing with a soft, golden light.

Excite. The next morning, he awoke to find three extraordinary plants: one bore rainbow-colored flowers that sang gentle melodies, another had leaves that sparkled like stars, and the third grew fruits that glowed softly in the dark.

The Magic Seeds

Word of Leo's magical garden spread quickly, and soon, neighbors came to see the wonders. Children laughed and played among the singing flowers, and adults marveled at the glowing fruits. Leo shared the fruits with everyone, and they discovered that eating them made them feel joyful and full of energy.

From that day on, Leo's garden became a place where people gathered to share stories, laughter, and happiness. The magic seeds had not only grown into incredible plants but had also brought the village closer together, teaching everyone that a little magic and kindness can make the world a brighter place.

Tziama Vasiliki- Dimotiko Sxoleio Ksexasmenis

Lily and the Magic Seeds

Once upon a time, a little girl named Lily found a shiny packet labeled "Magic Seeds" in her backyard. Excited, she ran to her garden and planted them carefully, whispering, "Please grow into something special!" She watered them gently and waited.

Vasiliki Tsechelidou- Dimotiko Sxoleio Ksechasmenis

The next morning, Lily gasped in delight. From the soil sprouted colorful flowers that sang soft lullabies and fruits that sparkled like stars. Butterflies danced around, and the air smelled sweet. Lily's garden had turned into a magical wonderland!Stories4Kids

Soon, neighbors came to see the enchanting garden. Children played among the singing flowers, and everyone felt happy. Lily smiled, knowing that a little care and love could grow something truly magical.

Maria- Konstantia Tantsi - Dimotiko Sxoleio Ksechasmenis

The Secret of the Whispering Seeds

In the quiet village of Elmswood, nestled between misty hills and ancient forests, lived a curious boy named Theo. One day, while exploring the attic of his grandmother's cottage, he discovered a dusty wooden box labeled "Whispering Seeds." Inside were five iridescent seeds, each pulsing with a faint glow. A note read: "Plant with care. Listen closely."

Intrigued, Theo planted the seeds in his backyard under the light of the full moon. Each night, he would sit by the soil, and soon, he began to hear soft whispers—stories of ancient times, tales of bravery, and songs of the earth.

 As days passed, vibrant plants sprouted, each bearing unique fruits that shimmered under the sun. The villagers were astonished by the garden's beauty and the calming aura it emitted.

Years later, Theo became a renowned botanist, traveling the world and sharing the magic of the whispering seeds. He taught others the importance of listening to nature and nurturing it with love and respect. And so, the legacy of the whispering seeds lived on, reminding everyone of the wonders that patience and care could bring.

Ourania Porgialidou- Dimotiko Sxoleio Ksechasmenis

The Fairy Garden

Once upon a time, in a peaceful village, there lived twin sisters named Lily and Rosy. On their birthday, two kind fairies visited them and gifted Lily a pouch of lily seeds and Rosy a pouch of rose seeds. The sisters were thrilled and planted the seeds in their garden, caring for them with love and attention.

As the flowers bloomed, the garden became vibrant and full of life. One day, after returning from school, Lily and Rosy watered their flowers. To their amazement, two of the blossoms transformed into beautiful fairies named Lilliana and Roseline. The fairies explained that they had been cursed by a witch and turned into seeds. Thanks to the sisters' kindness and care, the curse was broken.

Grateful, the fairies used their magic to plant more lilies and roses, turning the sisters' garden into a magical haven. From that day on, Lily and Rosy continued to nurture their enchanted garden, sharing its beauty and the story of the magical seeds with everyone in the village.

The Enchanted Grove

In the quaint village of Willowbrook, nestled between rolling hills and whispering woods, lived a curious boy named Oliver. One day, while exploring the forest's edge, he stumbled upon a shimmering pouch hidden beneath a mossy stone. Inside were five iridescent seeds, each pulsing with a gentle glow. A note attached read: "Plant with kindness, and wonders shall bloom."

Kiki Maraslidou- Dimotiko Sxoleio Ksechasmenis

Intrigued, Oliver planted the seeds in his backyard, tending to them with care and patience. Over the next few days, extraordinary plants sprouted—one bore fruits that glowed softly at night, another had leaves that played melodious tunes when the wind passed through, and yet another bloomed flowers that changed colors with the seasons. The garden became a sanctuary, attracting villagers who marveled at its beauty and serenity.

As word spread, people from neighboring towns visited, inspired by the magic and harmony the garden exuded. Oliver shared the remaining seeds with those who promised to nurture them with love. Soon, enchanted gardens blossomed across the land, reminding everyone that with kindness and care, even the smallest seed could bring about extraordinary change.

Lila and the Magic Seeds

Once upon a time, a little girl named Lila was playing in her backyard when she found a tiny, glowing seed. Curious and excited, she showed it to her grandma, who smiled and said, "Why don't you plant it and see what happens?" Lila carefully dug a small hole, placed the seed inside, and covered it with soil.

The next morning, Lila rushed outside and gasped in delight. A beautiful plant had grown overnight, with leaves that sparkled like stars and flowers that sang soft lullabies. Butterflies danced around, and the air smelled sweet and fresh. Lila's garden had turned into a magical wonderland!

Soon, neighbors came to see the enchanting garden. Children played among the singing flowers, and everyone felt happy and peaceful. Lila shared the magic seeds with her friends, and together, they planted more. From that day on, the village bloomed with joy and color, all thanks to Lila's magical seed.

Chrisa Boura- Dimotiko Sxoleio Ksechasmenis

The Little Daisy Who Danced with the Wind

Once upon a time, in a quiet meadow wrapped in golden sunlight, there lived a little daisy named Delia. She was not the tallest flower, nor the brightest in color, but she had a heart full of wonder and a spirit that shimmered like morning dew.

Delia often gazed up at the sky, dreaming of adventures beyond the field. The wind would whisper stories from faraway lands, and Delia longed to see them all.

“I wish I could fly,” she sighed one morning.

The wise old oak nearby chuckled. “Flowers don’t fly, little one. You are rooted in the earth, where you belong.”

But Delia would not give up her dream. She began to sway gently every time the wind passed by, learning its rhythm, dancing with its breezes. Day after day, she twirled and spun, her white petals catching the sunlight like tiny stars.

One spring evening, as the sky turned pink and gold, the Wind itself stopped beside her.

“You dance beautifully, little daisy,” said the Wind. “Why do you twirl so?”

“I dream of seeing the world,” said Delia softly. “Even if I cannot leave, I want to dance like I could.”

The Wind was touched by her spirit. “Then let me carry your dream.” And with that, the Wind gently lifted one of her seeds into the sky.

That seed floated high and far, carried across hills and rivers, until it landed in a distant garden—where a new daisy grew, and danced just like Delia.

Back in the meadow, Delia smiled as she felt the Wind pass by. She knew now that dreams could travel, even if you stayed in one place.

And from that day on, every daisy that grew from Delia's seeds swayed a little in the breeze, dancing with joy and dreaming of the wind.

Silvia Deligiannidou, Eidiko Dimotiko Sxoleio Katerinis

     Rosie, The Brave Little Rose

Once upon a time, in a sunny garden full of flowers, there lived a tiny rosebud named Rosie. She was the smallest rose in the whole garden, with a lovely pink color like cotton candy.

Every morning, Rosie looked up at the tall sunflowers and said, “I wish I were as big and bright as you.”

The sunflowers smiled kindly. “You’re beautiful just the way you are, Rosie,” they said.

But Rosie wasn’t sure. She was shy and stayed close to the ground, afraid to bloom too soon.

One day, a strong wind blew through the garden. “Whoosh!” it said, shaking all the flowers. Rosie held on tightly to her stem. She was scared, but she didn’t fall.

After the wind passed, a little bumblebee named Benny buzzed over to her. “Wow, you didn’t blow away! You must be very brave.”

“Really?” Rosie asked, surprised. “I was scared.”

“Being brave doesn’t mean you're not scared,” Benny said with a buzz. “It means you keep going, even when you are.”

Rosie thought about that. Maybe she was brave after all. She took a deep breath of sunshine, lifted her head, and began to bloom.

Petal by petal, Rosie opened up into a beautiful rose. The garden gasped in delight. “Look at Rosie!” the daisies cheered. “She’s blooming!”

From that day on, Rosie stood tall and proud, not because she was the biggest or the brightest, but because she had the heart of a brave little rose.

And every morning, the sunflowers still smiled down and said, “You’re beautiful just the way you are.”

Eleni Iordanidou, Eidiko Dimotiko Sxoleio Katerinis

SEMINȚĂ

A fost odată ca niciodată, într-una dintre țări, un rege bătrân. Acest rege nu avea copii. Pe măsură ce îmbătrânea, a început să se gândească pe cine ar putea lăsa în locul lui.

El își dorea ca rege după el pe cineva bun, cinstit și care să nu se abată niciodată de la adevăr. Pentru aceasta, a urmat următoarea cale.

Oamenii lui au distribuit câte o sămânță de floare tuturor copiilor de sex masculin din țară. Regele a declarat că cel care va crește cea mai frumoasă floare din aceste semințe va fi rege după el.

One of these children was Ir. Ir planted the seed the king gave him in a pot. However, despite waiting for a long time, no flower emerged in the pot. When his mother said that it might not emerge because he planted it in the wrong pot, he planted the seed in a new pot. But to no avail, no plant grew or bloomed.

Finally, the day the king had predicted came. All the children of the country lined up in front of the royal palace with colorful, beautiful flowers. Only Ir was the one who did not have a flower in their hands. 

Ir was just standing there with the empty pot in his hand.

The king went around the children one by one, looked at the flowers, praised some of them with a few words, but continued on his way. When he came to Ir, he looked at his empty pot and said:

“My child,” he said. “You don’t have any flowers in your pot!”

Ir answered in a tearful voice: “Yes, my king.” “Unfortunately, my seed did not grow.” .

Upon this answer, the old king embraced little Ir and announced that he would adopt him from now on and that he would be king after him

The people in the square could not make sense of this. They could not help but ask each other how a child with an empty pot could be declared the heir when there were so many beautiful flowers.

The king satisfied the people’s curiosity with the following explanation.

“All the flower seeds I distributed had been previously run through hot water. In other words, there was no chance of any flowers growing from any of them. But only this child told me the truth as it was. That is why he will be king after me.”

Nursenem Yozgat

Cumhuriyet İlkokulu

MAGIC LEMON

One day, I found a shiny lemon seed in the garden. It was glowing a little. I thought, “Wow! This must be a magic seed!”

I took a small pot, filled it with soil, and planted the seed. Every day, I gave it water and sang a little song:  

*“Grow little seed, big and strong,  

Give me lemons all year long!”

After a week, something amazing happened! A tiny green sprout popped out of the soil. It looked like it was smiling at me.

The sprout grew fast. In one month, it became a small lemon tree! And guess what? The lemons were not yellow… They were rainbow-colored!

When I touched one, it gave me a big happy feeling. I picked a rainbow lemon and gave it to my mom. She smiled and said, “This is the best lemon ever!”

Now I take care of my magic lemon tree every day. It’s my little colorful secret.

ZEYNEP BADE KARAPEKMEZ

RAUF ORBAY PRIMARY SCHOOL

ISTANBUL /TURKEY

Once upon a time , a girl named Marina was in the school playground with her friends. They were playing hide and seek. 

Suddenly Marina saw something shining on the floor, she told her friends “Look! there is a shining seed!

 Let 's plant it!” So, they decided to plant  the seed  in the school garden. Every day Marina and her friends watered the plant.

                THE HAPPINESS PLANT

After some weeks the plant grew bigger and bigger and silver and golden flowers grew on the plant.

Marina and her friends were excited because the plant was reaching the sky. It was a magical plant. 

One day Marina’s friend, Isa, took one of the flowers

The flowers smelled like honey! Isa was sad because she lost her favorite doll, but when she arrived home. There it was! her doll was on her bed! 

Lucy also smelled one of the silver flowers, she was also sad because her mother was on a long trip but when she arrived home, there she was! Her mother was at home with a big present!

David was also sad because his best friend was angry with him but after smelling the golden flower, his friend wasn’t angry any more!

Eva was sad because her brother didn’t want to play with her. After smelling the silver flower her brother asked Eva to play!

Marina said “This plant has magic flowers! If you smell them you are happy!”

Marina and her friends decided to grow more magic plants in the school garden so all the students are always happy!

Rocío González- Colegio Ecole-Asturias-Spain

The Cloud and the Kite

Once upon a time, in a bright blue sky, there lived a small fluffy cloud named Puffy. Puffy loved to float and watch the world below but often felt lonely, because the birds were always flying too fast to talk, and the sun was too busy shining.

One breezy afternoon, a colorful kite came soaring up into the sky. She danced and dipped through the air, laughing as the wind carried her higher.

"Hello up there!" Puffy called.

The kite swirled around and giggled. "Hi! I'm Kiki the Kite! Who are you?"

"I'm Puffy. I live up here in the sky. Would you like to be my friend?"

Kiki smiled. "I'd love to! I’ve never had a friend in the sky before!"

From that day on, Puffy and Kiki played together every time the wind blew. Puffy would shape himself into funny animals, and Kiki would fly loops and twirls around them. They told each other stories, shared secrets, and laughed so much that even the sun stopped to smile at them.

Even on days when Kiki couldn’t fly, Puffy would wait patiently in the sky, dreaming of their next adventure.

And so, a cloud and a kite became the best of friends, proving that friendship can float across any distance — as long as you carry it in your heart.

Ewa Zielińska-Poland

Mia and the Dream Balloon

Mia was a little girl with big dreams. Every night before bed, she whispered her wishes into her pillow — wishes to swim with dolphins, fly through the stars, or dance on a cloud.

One quiet night, as she closed her eyes, a soft pop! echoed in her room. She opened them to find a glowing balloon floating beside her bed. It sparkled with colors she’d never seen before.

“Hello, Mia,” said the balloon in a gentle voice. “I’m your Dream Balloon. Hop on!”

Without fear, Mia grabbed the ribbon, and WHOOSH! — they soared through her window and into the night sky.

First, they swam through a sea of stars where dolphins leapt and giggled. Then, they slid down moonbeams and bounced on cotton candy clouds. Mia even had tea with a sleepy owl on top of a rainbow!

“You can visit your dreams any time you believe,” said the balloon, gently lowering her back to her bed as the stars yawned.

Mia smiled, hugging her pillow tight. “Will I see you again?”

The balloon twinkled. “Every night your heart is open to wonder.”

And from then on, Mia never stopped dreaming — because now she knew: dreams are the places your heart can fly.

Roșca Anuța-CNPRF

One day, a grumpy old man moved into the little house next door. He never smiled or waved. The village children whispered, "It's too cold to love him."
But Lila didn't believe it. So she drew him a rainbow and left it on his doorstep. Her heart sparkled a little

Briciu Sanda-Școala Gimnazială Nr.7 Mediaș, jud. Sibiu, România

Briciu Sanda-Școala Gimnazială Nr.7 Mediaș, jud. Sibiu, România

The Little Seed of Hope

Once in a dry, dusty field, a tiny seed lay buried in the soil. The sun was too hot, and the rain hadn’t come in many days. All around, other seeds gave up, whispering, “Nothing will grow here.”

But the little seed believed.
“Maybe tomorrow,” it whispered.
“Maybe just one drop of rain will come.”

Days passed. The wind blew hard, and the soil cracked. Still, the little seed held on.
“Maybe today is the day,” it said.

One evening, dark clouds rolled in, and a soft drizzle began to fall. The seed drank in every drop and felt stronger.

Soon, a tiny green sprout poked through the earth. The sun warmed it gently. Day by day, it grew — first a leaf, then a stem, then bright yellow petals.

The little seed had become a sunflower — tall, golden, and full of joy.

And all around, other seeds began to stir.
“Maybe we can grow too,” they whispered.

Because sometimes, hope is just a small voice that says “Don’t give up” — and that voice can change everything.

Rita Pakeltė-Šiaulių Medelyno progimnazija

Benny the Button and Stitch the Thread

In a little sewing basket at the corner of Grandma's room, lived a round red button named Benny and a silvery thread named Stitch. Benny loved to shine, and Stitch loved to twirl, but they had never really spoken.

One day, a big gust of wind knocked the basket over. Threads rolled, needles scattered, and Benny bounced under the table.

“Oh no!” Benny cried. “I’m stuck!”

From across the room, Stitch heard him and zipped over. “Don’t worry, I’ll help!” she said, curling around Benny gently.

With a few loops and tugs, Stitch pulled Benny out from under the table. They both giggled.

“Thank you!” said Benny. “That was brave!”

Stitch smiled. “That’s what friends are for.”

From that day on, Benny and Stitch were always together — fixing torn pockets, mending teddy bears, and telling stories inside the sewing basket.

They learned that even the smallest things can stick together — and that true friendship is like a perfect stitch: it holds strong, even when things fall apart.

Justina Pundzienė-Medelyno progimnazija

Niko and the Dream Train

Every night, when the stars peeked out and the world grew quiet, a little boy named Niko would close his eyes and listen.

Choo-choo!

It was the sound of the Dream Train, arriving just for him.

With a blink, Niko found himself at a tiny glowing station in his pajamas. The conductor, a wise old owl with a shiny hat, tipped his wing.
"All aboard for Adventure!" he hooted.

Niko hopped on, and the train whooshed into the sky.

First stop: The Island of Giants, where Niko bounced on marshmallow hills and played hide-and-seek with a giant who was afraid of tickles.

Next stop: The Underwater Palace, where fish wore crowns and dolphins sang songs that made the bubbles dance.

Final stop: The Moon Circus, where Niko juggled stardust and walked on glowing rings with a friendly alien named Zuzu.

When morning light peeked through the curtains, Niko woke up smiling. The train was gone, but he still felt the wind from the ride in his hair and stardust on his pillow.

And every night after, Niko waited with his eyes closed and heart open—because the Dream Train always comes to those who believe.

Colegiul National Pedagogic ,,Regele Ferdinand”,

Sighetu Marmatiei

TRUS LIDIA

The Invisible String

In a cozy town full of trees and laughter, there lived a little girl named Emma and her grandma, who lived in a cottage at the edge of the forest.

They couldn’t see each other every day, but they always sent hugs through the air, giggles through the wind, and warm wishes with every star.

One day, Emma felt sad. She missed Grandma too much.
“I wish love could reach all the way from here to there,” she whispered.

That night, Grandma called and said, “My dear, did you know there’s an invisible string between us?”

Emma’s eyes grew wide. “Really?”

“Oh yes,” said Grandma. “It’s made of love. You can’t see it, but it’s always there. When you miss me, just tug on it with your heart—and I’ll feel it.”

From then on, whenever Emma felt lonely, she closed her eyes, smiled, and gave her heart a little tug.

And far away, Grandma would smile too, because love—true love—doesn’t need to be seen to be felt.

It’s always there, like an invisible string that never breaks.

Colegiul Național Pedagogic ,,Regele Ferdinand” - Sighetu Marmației

Brenner Ileana

The Little Star That Wanted to Shine

High up in the night sky, there was a tiny star named Twinkle. Twinkle was smaller than all the other stars and wasn’t very bright yet.

Every night, Twinkle wished to shine as brightly as the big stars.
“I hope I can light up the sky one day,” Twinkle whispered.

But sometimes, Twinkle felt sad and thought,
“Maybe I’m too small to shine.”

One evening, a kind moon smiled and said,
“Little star, never stop hoping. Even the biggest lights start small.”

Twinkle kept wishing and practicing to shine, no matter how tiny the light.

One special night, a child on Earth looked up and saw Twinkle sparkling. “Look! That little star is shining just for me!” the child said.

Twinkle’s glow grew brighter and brighter, lighting up the whole sky.

Because hope is like a tiny spark—it can grow and grow until it lights up everything.

Laura Medina Castell-Colegio Santa Ana

Sunny and Splash, the Best Friends

In a bright, blue pond lived Sunny the little yellow fish and Splash the playful frog. Sunny loved to swim fast, and Splash loved to jump high.

One sunny morning, Sunny tried to jump out of the water like Splash, but she splashed back down and laughed.

Splash tried to swim fast like Sunny, but he only made tiny waves.

They looked at each other and smiled.

“Let’s play together!” said Sunny.

“Yeah! We can do both swimming and jumping!” said Splash.

All day, they took turns swimming and jumping, cheering each other on. When the sun set, they were tired but happy.

Because true friends don’t have to be the same — they just have fun together.

Dores Silva-Escola Básica de Arco de Baúllhe - AECB

Luna’s Magical Dream

Every night, when Luna closed her eyes, her dreams took her on amazing adventures.

One night, she dreamed she was flying on a giant butterfly with rainbow wings. They soared over sparkling rivers and fields full of glowing flowers.

Next, Luna dreamed she was a brave explorer, discovering hidden treasure in a sparkling cave filled with friendly glowing bats.

Finally, she danced with the stars, spinning and twirling in the soft night sky.

When Luna woke up, she smiled.
“My dreams are places where anything is possible!”

And every night, she couldn’t wait to close her eyes again and visit those magical worlds.

Because dreams are the doorways to adventure, waiting just for you.

Maria Miguel Rodrigues-Escola Básica de Arco de Baúlhe

The Little Lantern

In a village surrounded by tall mountains, lived a small lantern named Luma. Luma was tiny and often felt like she didn’t shine bright enough.

Every evening, when the sky turned dark, Luma hoped she could light the path for someone who was lost.

One night, a little boy named Sam wandered outside. It was very dark, and he couldn’t see where to go.