lunes, 25 de febrero de 2019

Xar and the Dragon’s Stone


Dragonia was the best place to live. At least that is what everyone thought. It was the only place where humans and dragons lived together happily. It was a huge metropolis, where there were no problems for anyone. The dragons made all the work, that couldn’t be solved by the people like repairing tall buildings while the people did what the dragons couldn't do. It stayed that way for many years until one day, a plague struck Dragonia. The dragons that made such a unique place possible fell ill. No one knew what made them ill but without them, Dragonia started to fall apart. The only things keeping it up were a few fortunate dragons that had somehow avoided the plague.

One of these fortunate few was Dark’n, Xar’s dragon. Everyone thought that the illness would come and go, but Xar thought that something else was happening. Even though no one knew, the Dragon Keepers were hiding a secret. The Dragon Keepers were a group of 7 people that few knew about and no one knew what they did. Some even think that the 7 don’t know each other. All they knew was that they they had a secret duty that they took very seriously. Their secret duty was to protect the Dragon’s Stone, the only thing that kept the dragons alive and well.

Without it the dragons would get sick, and they wouldn’t get better until the stone is returned. Their “secret” was that this stone had gone missing and all they had seen was a shadowy, hooded figure leaving the room with a small bag in his hands. They knew someone would find out eventually, but they were trying to keep it a secret for as long as possible. The first person that started to get suspicious was Xar. Xar was flying around the city on Dark’n, but when they were flying around the edge of the island they saw something anomalous on the cliffside. In the middle of the cliff, there seemed to be a small room carved into the cliff. He was going to go inside it when he noticed that there was a small window, in which he was able to see that a person in an orange robe was walking towards the window. Afraid to be seen, Xar and Dark’n flew to an outcrop in the cliff and waited.
They saw the robed person walk outside, look around and go back inside. Xar and Dark’n decided to go closer, little by little, being very cautious to not get seen by the robed person, to get more information.

Eventually, they found a small outcrop of stone near the open window at an angle where they couldn’t be seen, but they could hear what the robed person was saying. That is when they found out that it wasn’t a robed person, but a whole group of them. They could hear at least 7 voices in the room, so they guessed that there was at least 7 of them in there. Then they heard their conversation: “He took the stone.” “How could he?” “We need to get it back.” “Where did he go?” “He went to the Dragonic temple.” “Well let’s go then!”. Xar and Dark’n couldn’t tell who said what, nor who “He” was or what “The stone” was but, he thought it had some relationship with the plague. However, he knew what the Dragonic temple was and where to find it so, they decided they would go there. Suddenly, they saw all 7 robed characters dressed in different colors walking away and then flying away on identical dragons dressed in armor the same color as their master’s robe.

Xar and Dark’n flew off into the night, towards the Dragonic temple, hoping to get there before the robed people. Xar was very careful since he knew that there was a certain enchantment on the temple that would make all dragons in it’s range unable to fly for as long a they were near the temple. Xar knew that this enchantment was to prevent anyone from just flying to the top room, the treasure chamber but, he knew that it was extremely dangerous to underestimate the power of the enchantment. Instead of risking to go any closer, Xar and Dark’n landed on a nearby field, because they had decided that they would walk the rest of the way. There was no need to risk going any closer. After a few minutes of walking, Xar and Dark’n arrived at the temple.
It was more magnificent then they had ever imagined. However they knew that there was no time for sightseeing, so they walked into the temple. They soon found themselves inside a large, circular room. Xar was very cautious, because he knew that this temple was made to have lots of traps, even though he knew that these were many centuries old and probably didn’t work anymore. Suddenly Xar heard a peculiar sound, coming from a small tunnel in one of the walls. Then he noticed it wasn’t a sound, it was a voice! It was saying: “Xar, you have made it very far. But all journeys must come to an end, and your’s ends NOW!”

Suddenly, out of the shadowy tunnel jumped a warrior in dark black armor, going right for Xar! Xar quickly dodged the attack and jumped back. The dark warrior took out a sword and started to charge towards Xar! Xar knew that he was unarmed, and he knew that he could only dodge a few more times until he got hit, but he decided to dodge as long as he could. He had dodged the charge, but he knew that he couldn’t keep this quick dodging up for much longer. Suddenly, the dark warrior noticed that Dark’n, Xar’s dragon was in the room and he said: “Can’t leave anymore!” and he started to charge with his sword straight at Dark’n! Without thinking about it, Xar grabbed a broken brick from the floor and threw it as hard as he could at the dark warrior. There was a loud KLANG as a large piece of the dark warrior’s armor fell off, revealing the warrior’s weak spot. Before the warrior could turn around to see what had happened, Xar had charged at the warrior and had kicked him in his weak spot as hard as he could. Holding himself in pain, he fell onto the floor and said: “You may have won this battle, but the war is far from over…” Xar had no idea what he had meant, but he soon noticed that the warrior had left the room and he had “accidentally” dropped something on his exit. Xar picked up the mysterious object. It was rectangular, about 5 centimeters thick and it had a small antenna on the top of it.

On the top part of it, written in bright red letters, the word Translator. Xar had had and used a translator before, back when Dragonia prospered and people from different continents came to visit. However, this one was different...

Xar noticed that the translator said “Dragon” in the place where it usually said which language it would translate to and from. Xar was very confused, and he remembered who had dropped it, so Xar decided that it would be a better idea to store it in his bag. However, when he tried to put it away, he accidentally pressed the small, red button on the front of the translator. He heard a small, high-pitched sound coming from the translator, which he immediately recognised as the calibrating sound. A couple seconds later, the sound stopped. Suddenly, out of the translator came:”Xar, can you hear me?” Xar didn’t know who or what the translator was translating was translating from, but he was very suspicious about the small device. He was going to try to respond to what he had heard, but then he noticed that a small door opened in the back of the room, and he couldn’t stop wondering if the warrior had been a decoy in the temple, or just another person that wanted something that was inside the temple. He also worried that, if that gate worked, the traps probably worked too. Xar and Dark’n continued walking around the temple, being very careful to not step on or push anything that could potentially be a trap, until Xar heard the translator again: “Xar, can you hear me?”. This time Xar decided to respond to the unknown speaker: “Yes, I can.”. Then he heard the unknown speaker again: “Good.”. Xar immediately responded: “Who are you?”. The speaker responded: “I am Dark’n, your dragon, Xar.”. Xar jumped back in fear. “The translator said “Dragon” on the back because it  translated dragon language! But how? Dragons don’t have a language? Or do they…….” Xar thought to himself. “Let’s continue.” said Dark’n. Xar and Dark’n walked through corridors, up stairs and through tunnels until they found themselves in a large, open room. They were at the top of the temple.

Xar quickly noticed that there was a small stone on a pedestal in the middle of the room. Xar was walking towards the pedestal when suddenly, as soon as Xar had stepped out of the tunnel that led to the room, the platform he was on started to tilt! He thought that he was doomed until, the platform stopped tilting. He noticed that the platform had tilted very, very little, so he assumed that the trap was broken. However, as soon as he stepped off the platform, the platform went back to it’s original position, probably to lock the people or creatures trapped inside. Around the middle of the room, Xar noticed that there was a small part of the floor was made of metal bars, not stone bricks. Through the bars, Xar could see a small, empty room encased into the floor. “That’s where I’d be if the trap worked.” thought Xar. “Come on, Dark’n.” said Xar. Suddenly, when Dark’n stepped onto the tilt platform, it fully tilted and he fell into the trap! That is when Xar noticed that it wasn’t a tilt platform, it was a weighted one! “Get the stone…Leave me…” said Dark’n. “No Dark’n I can’t!” said Xar. Xar grabbed a brick and broke the bars and said:”Come on Dark’n.”. Dark’n tried to come out, but he didn’t fit into the hole. Xar extended the hole and Dark’n came out. Xar quickly grabbed the stone and started to run out of the room. Dark’n was very careful to not step on the weighted platform. The whole temple started to shake. Xar and Dark’n ran and ran until they saw the exit. However, Xar dropped the translator while he was running. Xar was going to go back for it when Dark’n picked him up and carried him outside the temple, while it fell apart behind them. They ran until they were sure that they were outside the enchantment’s range and then they flew back to Dragonia. They searched for the cliffside room and when they found it, they flew right in. They found a small pedestal in the room, just like the one in the temple. Xar put the stone in and left. Dark’n carried Xar around Dragonia and then they both landed and they walked back home.

The next morning, Xar woke up to see all the dragons better. Xar and Dark’n were very happy. They had done it. They had saved Dragonia.

David Cuevas
5th Grade
Image by Pixabay

sábado, 16 de febrero de 2019

Lo difícil de la vida

19 de julio de 1940

Hoy me desperté tarde, mi mamá me levantó y me dijo que iría al mercado a comprar el almuerzo de hoy, yo le dije que me quedaría aquí, de por sí ya tengo 13 años y soy lo bastante grande para cuidarme yo misma. Minutos después fui al baño me lavé la cara y me puse mi ropa, mi casa no es muy grande hay dos cuartos, el de mi mamá y el de mi papá, y otro para mí, un baño, cocina y comedor. De seguro ya ha salido en el periódico que estos dos años han sido duros para los judíos como yo, y eso es verdad, aunque tenemos esperanzas de que todo mejore, aunque no podemos hacer mucho.

20 de julio de 1940

Hoy nos quedamos todo el día en casa, no fui a la escuela ni mi papá al trabajo, me quedé ayudando a mi mamá a limpiar, ya que hoy los soldados pasarán al azar por las casas y verán si tenemos los requisitos que ellos necesitan, espero que no pasen por la nuestra.

21 de julio de 1940

Estoy sentada en un camión verde, mi mamá está abrazándome, no dice nada, yo creo que está sollozando, los soldados entraron a la casa, y se dieron cuenta que éramos judíos, yo estaba arriba en mi cuarto cuando entró uno de ellos, tuve tiempo de agarrar mi diario que estaba debajo de las sábanas, encontré este lápiz en el camión. Mi padre no está con nosotras, solo somos mujeres, en realidad no sé a dónde vamos y tengo mucho miedo.

25 de julio de 1940

Hace mucho que no escribo así que lo haré hoy, estoy en un lugar que parece un campamento, hay un dormitorio de mujeres con numerosas literas, en la nuestra, mi madre duerme abajo y yo arriba. La comida siempre es escasa: es pan y sopas aguadas, siempre trabajamos duro, hoy intenté descansar y un soldado vino y me regañó, espero que esta pesadilla termine pronto.

27 de julio de 1940

El tiempo pasa muy lento por aquí, hoy en el reparto de comida a algunas no les dieron como a mí, por suerte mi mamá me dio su mitad de pan, en eso le pregunté donde estábamos, ella no dijo nada, yo creo que extraña a mi padre.

28 de julio de 1940

El día de hoy me sentí sucia, hambrienta y con mucho sueño. Me encantaría darme un baño, a veces veo a gente mayor que las llevan a la regadera, nunca regresan, yo creo que las dejan libres.

1 de agosto de 1940

Hoy fue un día pesado, dudo que alguna vez pueda acostumbrarme. En la noche llegaron unos soldados, por poco ven mi diario, logré esconderlo, señalaron a algunas niñas, incluida yo y se fueron.

5 de agosto de 1940

Se enteraron que tenía un diario, pude guardar algunas páginas escritas y otras sueltas, me lo arrebataron, lo quemaron y me quitaron mi ración de comida, nadie podía compartirme, así que hoy fue un día mucho más difícil, además me quedan pocas hojas, espero irme pronto.

10 de agosto de 1940

El día de hoy me avisaron por la mañana que me bañaría, una reparadora ducha caliente, al fin lo que tanto anhelaba, tendré ropa limpia, no oleré mal, y podría ser que me dejen libre, cuando termine les cuento.

Sara Soto
Alumna de 6o. Grado

Imagen de Pixabay

domingo, 10 de febrero de 2019

The sad bubble

There was once a little inflatable orange pool full of happy bubbles, but there was one sad bubble who never got popped. Only happy bubbles popped but sad ones did not pop. One day the bubbles tried to do everything they could to make the little bubble happy, they went down the tallest slide, they bounced on the bounciest trampoline, they told their best jokes, but each time they tried they were so happy doing it they always got popped. So they could never do anything to help him.

Poor sad bubble, always crying and thinking “when will I be happy and pop?” “I want to feel “popness””. And one day, a kid who was very sad too accidentally sat on the little bubble. So the bubble wobbled around and landed next to the boy. He said “what is wrong, with you?”. The boy answered “I am sad, because I never got to pop a bubble”. Then the bubble said “well I am sad because I never get to pop!”. “Well maybe we can be happy, but only if we work together. Trying to use each other to solve our problem” said the little bubble. “You try to pop ME! So you are able to pop a bubble and when you pop me, I will be happy!” And then they thought “how should we do this?” Then they bumped into each other: the bubble popped and the boy had popped a bubble! They were both happy! Then the bubble appeared again and he popped again. The bubble went “woohoo!” as he did it again and again. The little bubble screamed “I am happy!”. The boy was laughing, he was so happy too: he had popped a bubble many times. They were friends forever.

The End

Mila Cuevas
2nd Grade

miércoles, 6 de febrero de 2019

Los Caballeros


Había una vez unos niños en una escuela cerca del bosque, se llamaban Nicolás, Daniel y Santiago. Esos niños eran grandes amigos. De grandes querían ser caballeros de un castillo muy lejano.

Un día llegó un maestro del castillo a esa escuela, ya que buscaba nuevos caballeros para servir al Rey. Invitó a los niños a ser parte de esa escuela de caballeros.

Al llegar al lugar, Nicolás, Daniel y Santiago tuvieron que aprender una primera lección. Tenían que conseguir una espada. Pero no era una espada cualquiera, tenía que tener su mejor sentimiento o algo bueno de ellos.

Nicolás encontró una espada con el poder del amor, Daniel encontró una espada con el poder de la gratitud y Santiago encontró una espada con el poder de la valentía.

La lección número dos era conocer a su oponente. Tenían que saber cómo derrotar al enorme Minotauro que atacaba al reino.

El maestro les comentó que el Minotauro era un ser poderoso que nadie había podido derrotar.

A Santiago se le ocurrió hacer un plan, y el plan era ir al bosque a enfrentar al Minotauro.

Al llegar al bosque empezó a oscurecer y no veían nada. En la noche al estar dormidos escucharon unos ruidos. Santiago despertó a Nicolás y Nicolás a Daniel, los tres empezaron a prepararse para atacar.

Salieron unos ojos brillosos entre los árboles, y era él, el Minotauro que furioso se lanzó hacia los tres niños.

Al ver que el Minotauro se acercaba a ellos, Santiago le preguntó que por qué estaba tan enojado y por qué atacaba al reino.

El Minotauro le contestó que no podía ver a la gente feliz, que no le gustaba que la gente compartiera cosas, ni tampoco le gustaba que la gente tuviera amigos.

Nicolás le dijo que no podía atacar al reino por esas razones, que por favor los dejara en paz.

El Minotauro dijo que no le importaba lo que él decía, él seguiría atacando al reino.

Daniel sacó su espada para poder atacarlo, pero el Minotauro lo tomó de la mano y lo encerró en una jaula gigante. Volteó a ver a sus amigos y también los encerró.

El Minotauro se fue a su cueva para descansar, había sido una noche muy difícil.

Mientras el Minotauro dormía, Santiago le dijo a sus amigos que debía de haber un forma de ganarle. Que no siempre atacando era la mejor forma. Tenían que ser muy inteligentes para poder derrotarlo.

Decidieron descansar hasta al amanecer, y así poder pensar qué hacer.

Al día siguiente, Santiago les comentó que había soñado con el maestro. El maestro le decía en el sueño que el poder estaba en el corazón de cada uno de ellos, y no que no era necesario pelear para ganar o derrotar.

Los tres pensaron y cerraron los ojos para ver qué había en su corazón.

Nicolás dijo que en su corazón estaban todos sus seres queridos, y estaba todo lleno de amor. Daniel comentó que en su corazón estaban todas las emociones hacia las personas que le habían dado algo o compartido algo. Y Santiago dijo que en su corazón estaba toda la fuerza que tenía para enfrentar sus miedos.

Al terminar de compartir lo que vieron y sintieron, Santiago pensó, “eso es lo que me trató de decir el maestro”. Santiago se dio cuenta que el poder para derrotar al Minotauro estaba en cada una de las espadas y tenían que usarlas, pero Santiago no entendía cómo usarlas sin pelear.

Los tres pensaron un rato y a Santiago se le ocurrió que a lo mejor dándole al Minotauro cada una de las espadas así es como lo podían derrotar. Aunque parecía extraño dar las espadas al enemigo ésa sería la solución.

Al despertar el Minotauro salió corriendo hacia ellos con la intención de comerlos. Santiago lo detuvo y le dijo que necesitaba darle tres regalos.

El Minotauro nunca había recibido regalos, por lo que se quedó sorprendido, y aceptó.

Primero Nicolás le dio la espada del amor, el Minotauro se sintió muy bien. Su enojo cambió a un sentimiento de amor. Nicolás le explicó que eso que sentía era amor, que es muy bonito querer a alguien que te cuida, que te proteja y que también te quiere.

Después Daniel le dio la espada de la gratitud, el Minotauro se sintió con muchas ganas de dar gracias, no entendía lo que pasaba y Daniel le explicó que eso era gratitud.

Al final, Santiago le dio la espada de la valentía. El Minotauro empezó a no sentir miedo ya y no sabía qué hacer. Santiago le explicó que el enfrentar sus miedos lo hacían muy valiente.

El Minotauro sintió gratitud hacia ellos y les dijo que quería ser su amigo. Les pidió perdón y entendió que no era malo querer a los demás, dar gracias por lo que te dan y que se podía sentir bien al enfrentar sus miedos.

Nicolás, Daniel y Santiago lo invitaron al reino, ahí conoció al maestro. El maestro estaba orgulloso de sus tres caballeros ,ya que todos habían querido derrotar al Minotauro con alguna pelea sin saber que con el amor, la gratitud y la valentía se podía vencer a alguien que se creía que era un enemigo.

Cuento escrito por Santiago Gutiérrez
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