Dilara Yorulmaz / Şehit Hüseyin Gültekin BİLSEM / Ankara / Türkiye

"The Window to the World"

In a cozy little classroom at the edge of a quiet town, a group of curious children sat huddled around their teacher, Miss Elena. On the wall behind her hung a large, colorful drawing — a magical chalkboard filled with swirling shapes, glowing lights, and winding paths that led to distant places. .

But this was no ordinary drawing.

Each morning, Miss Elena would take a piece of white chalk and gently tap the board. With a shimmer and a hum, the drawing would come to life. Mountains would rise, oceans would ripple, and stars would twinkle in the sky. The children’s eyes would grow wide with wonder.

"Today," she said one day, "we’ll follow the river that flows from the mountains to the sea."

With a soft gesture, the river on the chalkboard began to move. Tiny boats floated along its path, passing through villages and forests. As Miss Elena spoke, the classroom faded away, and the children felt the breeze of distant lands and the warmth of golden sunlight.

They explored ancient cities, watched animals in the jungle, flew over deserts, and even danced with northern lights. With each lesson, Miss Elena revealed not just geography or science — she showed them beauty, kindness, and the power of imagination.

At the end of the year, the children looked at the chalkboard with new eyes. It was still just a drawing. But now, they understood: the real magic wasn’t in the chalk — it was in how their teacher had opened their minds.

Miss Elena smiled. “The world is yours now,” she said. 

Miss Elena smiled. “The world is yours now,” she said. “Go and discover it.”

And they did.

Team 2/ making a drawing/ Elife Selda Bahar/Cudibey Secondary School/Trabzon/Türkiye

Team 2/story composition. S.Chianura - C. D'Oria 

IC Bonsegna-Toniolo Sava                  ITALIA

Once upon a time there was a princess named Diana.

 One evening  when she was away from her castle for a party she received an urgent message by the messenger of the king her father. 

“Princess, you have to return at the castle immediately: a ferocious dragon has appeared. It breathes fire and threatens the entire kingdom!” Diana rided her horse as soon as possible and arrived at the castle. In front of her, an enormous creature was breathing very high flames. “Stop, dragon! Why are you attacking my castle?” The dragon said “I don’t want to hurt anyone. I’m just very hungry and I don’t know where to go”. 

THE PRINCESS AND THE DRAGON

Then Diana replied: “If it’s just food that you’re looking for, why didn’t you ask before?” The dragon then confessed that no one had ever wanted to listen to him “Everyone is afraid of me”, he added. “ Why don’t you become the protector of our kingdom? We offer you food and  home, so you will help and defend us from dangers”. The dragon opened his eyes wide: “Do you mean I can stay?” “Yes, but without burning anything! I love my pink castle and all the neighboring kingdoms envy it!” The dragon smiled, showing his big teeth: “Don’t worry, princess, I’ll be careful!”

Team 3/ making a drawing

Dittrich Annamaria

Maroșan Loredana

Liceul Teoretic Carei, România

Team 3/ story composition

 Vasiliki Koutsokera/ 1st Experimental Primary School of Portaria/ 3rd grade/ Greece

The king loved her daughter. So he thought of a clever plan to keep the dragon in the kingdom with safety.
He sent messengers to find the rare "cool-feather birds" known to calm dragons with their soothing songs.
While waiting, he asked a brave fireman to climb the tallest tree near the palace.
From there, the fireman gently sprayed misty water into the air to keep the dragon cool. Soon, the special birds arrived and sang their magical, peaceful melody above the palace. The dragon felt relaxed, stopped sneezing fire, and felt happy in the shade.
From that day on, the dragon protected the kingdom, and the birds lived in the royal gardens.

A drawing about safe internet

LAS CARTAS SECRETAS

Un día en el pueblo...

 Señor Zorro: Hola, cartero. Quiero que hoy lleves las cartas a la otra cueva de mi castillo.

Cartero (murciélago): Hola, señor Zorro. Bueno, cuente conmigo. Esta tarde estará en la cueva.

Señor Zorro: Ten cuidado, todos mis secretos están ahí y no quiero que nadie los lea.

Cartero: Está bien, no te preocupes, tendré cuidado con ellos. (Se va.)

Narrador: El cartero voló camino a la cueva del señor Zorro, pero se distrajo por un momento y se estrelló contra un árbol.

Cartero: ¡Oh, me lastimé, me duele tanto!

Narrador: El cartero dejó caer las cartas al estrellarse y algunos niños que estaban allí las reconocieron y se las dieron a sus padres.

Niños: Mira, mamá, encontramos estas letras en el suelo.

Madre: Anda, hijo, dámelas. (Recoge las cartas y las lee.)

Narrador: La madre tomó las cartas y se las mostró a todos. Todos conocían los secretos del Sr. Zorro. El Sr. Zorro se enteró y se enojó mucho con el cartero.

Señor Zorro: ¡Oye, cartero, ven aquí!

Cartero: Hola señor zorro, ¿qué desea?

Sr. Zorro: ¿Qué has hecho con mis cartas? Todos han descubierto mis secretos.

Cartero: Señor Zorro, el problema es que iba volando hacia su cueva, pero me estrellé contra un árbol. Unos niños robaron sus cartas y se las enseñaron a todos.

Sr. Zorro: Me da igual. Debes tener más cuidado. Estoy muy enojado contigo. ¡Vete! (Se va.)

Narrador: El cartero compró un pastel para reconciliarse con el señor Zorro.

Cartero: Estoy seguro de que esto le hará perdonarme porque le encantan los pasteles.

Narrador: El cartero toca el timbre del castillo del Sr. Fox, y él abre la puerta enojado.

Cartero: Hola, Sr. Zorro. Le traje este pastel porque quiero reconciliarme con usted. ¿Podrías disculparme, por favor?

Señor Zorro: Ahora todos saben mis secretos, pero como no fue tu culpa, te voy a perdonar.

Cartero: Muchas gracias, vamos, comamos el pastel.

Señor Zorro: Si nos vamos, pasaremos, tengo mucha hambre.

Narrador: Aunque todos conocieron los secretos del Sr. Zorro, perdonaron al cartero. Comieron un delicioso pastel, y el Sr. Zorro nunca volvió a escribir sus secretos en cartas.

Team 5/making a drawing/Kassandra Sakellaropoulou/26th primary school of Patras/E2 class/ Greece/ A drawing about Carnival

Team 5/story composition/ Bordaș Maria Magdalena/ Clasa a II-a A/Școala Gimnazială Nr. 9 ”Nicolae Orghidan” Brașov, România

”The Carnival of Colors"

        It was a bright spring morning in Romania, and the students of Class 2A were buzzing with excitement. Today was the big day—the school carnival! Weeks of preparation had led to this moment, and every child came dressed in colorful costumes, ready to celebrate with games, songs, and laughter. 

        Among all the children, one little girl stood out. Her name was Elena, and she wore a shimmering princess dress made of red, yellow, and blue fabric—the colors of the Romanian flag. A golden crown sparkled on her head, and her eyes shone with joy.

      "Look at Elena! She looks just like a royal princess!" whispered her classmates as she walked by, smiling shyly but proudly.