One sunny day, a girl named Charity was going on a hike. She was very tall, with brown eyes, and skin as smooth as silk. She was standing in a large field not far from the beach. She looked all around her, feeling peaceful as she listened to the sound of the waves in the distance.
Suddenly, across the field, she saw light coming out of the ground! She slowly walked towards it.
Rotary Eclub- Butterfly StoryBook Participant Age: 9 years old Shortwood Primary School Manor Park, Jamaica MY BUTTERFLY, BUTTERFLY Tijuani Hinds Butterfly, butterfly fly to the tree. Butterfly, butterfly come back to me. Butterfly, butterfly to the door Butterfly, butterfly sit on the floor. Butterfly, butterfly up up up, Butterfly, butterfly down down down. Butterfly,…
Rotary Eclub- Butterfly StoryBook Participant Age: 7 years old Creek Infant School Cayman Brac, Cayman Islands WHEN I BECAME MUMMY TO ELEVEN BAY CHICKS Catrise J. Connor Since hurricane Paloma, there have been a lot of wild chickens all over Cayman Brac. The roosters are so annoying, because from early morning and throughout the day,…
Rotary Eclub- Butterfly StoryBook Participant Age: 8 years old Cayman Prep and High School Cayman Islands FINDING YOUR MANNERS AT SEA Molly de Saram One day little dolphin was having dinner at home with his parents. Their little bungalow was in the famous Pearl City, where Neptune himself lives! Pearl City is right below Cuba,…
Rotary Eclub- Butterfly StoryBook Participant Age: 11 years old Kensington Primary School Portmore, Jamaica HOPE’S INSPIRATiON Celina Allen The air of nervousness lingered over the classroom and hushed the murmurs of everyone as they fastened their eyes on Mrs. Bolt, their teacher, who clumsily opened the envelope containing the results of their final exam. For…
Rotary Eclub- Butterfly StoryBook Participant Age: 8 years old Methodist Agogic Center Primary School Sint Maarten THE GIFT OF LISTENING Khushi Saneji One day my teacher told the class that we all will be visiting the Old Age Home tomorrow. Next, she explained how we should behave in the Old Age Home. She asked,…
Christmas in the BVI is like no place else. Our main reason for celebrating is the birth of Jesus. We celebrate Christmas by spreading joy, happiness, love, and kindness. I want to tell you a story; one that shows the true spirit of a Virgin Islands Christmas.
Ms. Margo was a little old lady who lived in the village of East End. She was not the typical old lady who was happy and gave children candies around Christmas time, nope. She hated Christmas and everything about Christmas.
Ms. Ferguson held the test papers in her hand and said “Boy, I ga cut ya hip! You better get these grades up! You think I is play! All this money on school fee!” Her son Raju ignored her because Ms. Ferguson was having Ms. Valencia move Rajus’ desk to a new spot in the class, right next to her desk. Raju then became upset because he was being moved away from his classmates and would feel left out of the group by sitting away from them. Raju then walked out of the classroom and went to sit in the car. When he arrived to the car he got so frustrated that Raju started to cry and think about how he wouldn’t be able to play around with his friends or pass messages to them during class.
Long ago in the tiny fishing village of Grand Case, St. Martin, there lived a very special lady who everyone knew as Ms. Tee Tee. She and her husband Nello were from humble beginnings and knew how hard life could be. Ms. Tee Tee was a shop owner selling groceries and her husband Nello was a farmer who raised goats, sheep, chickens and milk cows.
This little mongoose was very shy, kind, and helpful. He loved to help keep the environment clean. He wasn’t much of a talker, but he was very nice and quiet. This is his story.
“Mommy, Mommy!” the twins cried out, “Tell us a story!”
“All right, my little pumpkins,” Mom replied. “Once upon a time, there was a mongoose and he was stuck on top of a roof.”
One hot summer day in St. Ann, Jeff and his siblings Jimmy, Jack and Jessie decided to go down to the river to fish. They walked by the riverbank and searched for a spot to fish. They sat by a shady tree and started to put the bait on their fishing lines when Jeff noticed a stray dog who looked in need of care. Jeff said, “Look over there at that dog, doesn’t he look hungry and hot?”
Kimmy was seven years of age and loved school. His mother had taught him kindness, so he was always sharing with others. Some children were unkind to him, but he continued to be kind anyway.
One day while he was on his way from school, he saw a very ragged little boy: his shirt was torn and worn, his shorts were old and dirty, and his hair was untidy. He learnt from his friend that this was a poor family in the community. He felt sorry for the new boy, because he looked hungry. He wanted to help him.