Avaneesh's Drawing

Drawing Selected for Front cover of School Swimming Gala Magazine

  Pay it Forward for School

Millenium Stadium, cardiff

Riddles for all .... by boys

1.                  How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without cracking it?

Concrete floors are very hard to crack! 

2.                  If it took eight men ten hours to build a wall, how long would it take four men to build it?

No time at all its already built. 

3          How many birthdays does the average Japanese woman have?

Just one. All the others are anniversaries.

4          If you had three apples and four oranges in one hand and four apples and three oranges in the other hand, what would you have?

Very large hands. 

5                    How can you lift an elephant with one hand?

It is not a problem, since you will never find an elephant with one hand. 

6                    How can a man go eight days without sleep?

He sleeps at night.

7          Why it is impossible to send a telegram to Washington today ?

Because he is dead.

8          If you throw a blue stone into the red sea what will it become ?

It becomes wet. 

9                    What often falls but never gets hurt ?

Rain

10                . What is that no man ever saw which never was but always will be?

 TOMORROW

11                What looks like half apple?

The other half

12                What can you never eat at breakfast?

Dinner.

13                What gets wet while drying?

A towel. 

14                What 3 letters change a girl into a woman ?

AGE. 

15        Bay of Bengal is in which state?

liquid 

16        What is white when dirty and clean when black?

...... Let me know the answer pl

The Gate to His Freedom ------ by Ava

The Gate to His Freedom 

 Avaneesh Shah

In a dark, craggy, spartan and fetid cave, there was the sound of injustice. Millions of meek, poor and ill tramps were being enslaved in the darkness of the cave, guarded by droids. They had been mining in an area with not much food, no entertainment, and no bed of any sort or any other facilities. Their possessions are only: one pickaxe and some old, mouldy, clothes worn through generations. They even never collected what they found while mining.

But deep inside the mine, there was a little boy. He was forcing his weak and small little arms to lift the huge, cumbersome pickaxe. Then he thundered it on the rock. But that was when he saw it, a glow. Or was it a glisten? It was emanating elegantly, enveloped in the chalky rock. The boy plucked it out of stony rock and held the invulnerable rock next to his almond shaped eye.

                        It was a diamond.

                        An actual diamond.

       His name was Jonathan. An imaginative child who wants to become an explorer. He was mind – blown by the fact that he found a diamond. But then his mind went back together after a droid towered over him.

                “What is that in your hand?” asked the droid in a creepy manner.

       “No ‘in, rocks in my hand,”

                        He even was not educated properly. But he was intelligent enough to put it… no `fumble` it in his pocket. But still he could not go on this forever. He had to leave. He had to leave now. The guard had just went past him. This was it…

                        He sprinted as fast as his small legs could carry him. Everyone stared at him in shock and sympathy and fright. But as he dashed bravely there was one thing he forgot. The cameras. It pictured every move of the miners 24/7. But the alarm was sounded when it noticed Jonathan. Guards rushed from all entrances. Miners were screaming, crying. Jonathan running down the cave he knew there would soon be no exit. He was as white as fear.

                        He left the cave. The cave which he spent his whole life in. But at that moment, the light had pressed against his small, delicate eyes – blinding him. He slowed down. But he was still running. Once he got used to the light, he saw a whole army of droids holding weapons. Then he looked straight ahead and saw a huge gate shining with the reflection of the sun. It read `Hawk slavery camp`. But he cannot read. All he knew was that it was the exit. But it was closing. Adrenaline engulfed him.

       Chuuk!

       He was injured on the shoulder. He was hit. Bullets kept on showering on him. He kept running. The spotlight was on him. 200 yards away…

       Boom!

       The Gate had closed.

                The Gate to his freedom.

                        A bullet headed to his face…

                        “Michael! Stop day dreaming at his instant!” shouted his teacher, “Or your maths work will be homework!”

                        He carried on working. It was only a movie he had watched last night.

To be continued…