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Selected portions
from
State/Regional Prize winning
articles

It was a heavy pouring monsoon chest and walked home after he saw
afternoon. Though it was just nearing that they were no one coming or going
dusk, it seemed to be long past dusk. who seemed to be responsible to the
The sky was gay and nature in one of baby, it was sure that it was abandoned.
its most beautiful phases. The tall trees The baby grew up to be perfect as Niall.
waved their heads to the wind as it It was like a special bond that give him
caressed them. the best of Niall and Edward, He grew
Niall, the head of a major company, his up to be a brilliant young man who then
own enterprise which he built up at took over the company. One day when
80 his young age of 25. His life, had been Edward asked Niall, why he had taken
an inspiration for a lot of young men him when his own parents had left him,
because he built up his dream on his own Niall replied; I was just like you Edward,
with his immense determination and abandoned by my parents and other
hard work. He thought of a change from persons. Niall earlier cared about the kind
the regular travel by his car to his villa. couple who took him and made him the
On his way home after he did , his workers great man he was then and himself. But
left the company, he enjoyed the rain. Niall had lost them just a while before he
The rain had now become more calm found Edward which made it irresistable
and gentle. Then suddenly, he heard to leave him there. They lived happily in
a cry, a shrill, high voice. Then he saw their house and with the money they
something tiny move in the shadows. helped poor people and gave education
He walked towards it cautiously but to orphans and made a difference in
when he came close, he saw that it lay other people’s lives.
in front of a donation box all illuminated Moral: Have courage and be kind. Don’t
by thousands of candles. He slowly forget where you came from no matter
touched the tiny quilt covering the baby how successful you become in your life.
Yes, it was a baby.  SruthImOl m. S., XII A
He cradled him up next to his warm
(Story Writing, III Prize - Regional Level)
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St. KuriaKoSe CBSe
S i l v e r
Senior SeCondary SChool j u b i l e e