ØISIE | Østerbro International School In English | Issue No: 2

Østerbro

International School In English

Issue No: 2, Autumn 2013

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Welcome to the second issue of the ØISIE, Østerbro International School In English, which is our first and foremost Student Literary magazine.

I am honored to introduce you the new staff of ØISIE, who have worked diligently and sincerely to make this issue. I believe this issue will be a landmark of their beautiful memories at ØIS and make them proud of themselves that they can remember for a life time.

I would like to thank each and every student, teacher and staff at Østerbro International School for the contribution, support and effort they put in to make ØISIE happen . I would like to especially thank Ms. Abenaa Uttenthal and Ms. Elizabeth Moore for their extra efforts to support ØISIE and its staff members to work cooperatively.

Your sincerely

Ramazan Dicle Editor of ØISIE | EAL Coordinator

ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 2 København Ø |+ 45 70 20 63 68 | info@oeis.dk Østerbro International School | Præstøgade 17 · 2100

In this issue:

Short Stories Emma Simonsen Daniel Austin Hjalte Engel Wallin

Sami Rana Prynze Buenaventura

Student Essays Maya Redden Quick Writes Emma Gyde Mahzeeb Ahmed THEATER Ø Göksu Boz

Library Corner Emma Gyde, Sheida Joderi

Book Reviews Mahzeeb Ahmed POEMS Omar Said Darpan Gautam PICTURE STORIES Sunrise Hvidtfeldt de Jesus Alfred Andreasson Jovan Kuzmanovic Mohammed Yasser Bafakih Malik Kaplan Zaahid Asvat Lodovica Casarini Rozerin Korkmaz MY VERY OWN STORY Jasleen Kaur Melisa Inal Rayyan Ehtesham Prep Class ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 3

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Glowing Angel Emma Simonsen

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Purification Daniel Austin The air was cold as I walked along the road. As I breathed out I could see the mist forming by my mouth. One stream formed into a dragon and roared at me. How odd that I never noticed these creatures before Mother died in the crash, they are so magnificant. I told the dragon to go away.

They always go away when I tell them too. I didnt have time to deal with the steam creatures right now anyways, I had more pressing issues.

me. anymore. She was the last to start glowing.

It was becoming obvious what was happening here. The mean people had possesed the other people with their mean spirits and I was the only one left. I knew I would be next, but I didnt know what I could do. How could I stop these evil people from possessing me, like they did to Lisa.

I realised needed to save myself. As I was looking at the gnomes fighting outside from my window, A few days ago I had noticed that James, had pondering what to do the day they all started started to glow. James was always making fun of glowing, when I saw one of them had left the me but I didnt let it get to me, but this was odd. street and was in my room. He was little, maybe No one else noticed but I was sure. They started half a meter high and his beard was longer than to act strange while they were glowing. They he was tall. I looked at him and cocked my head, would call me names, appear in two place at the gnomes dont normally come inside. All he said once, they charge at people and then disappear was "To stop the evil glow, you have to purify the before they collided.Once they even started flying one who started it. You need to kill him Megan, around the room. No one seemed to care at all. he must die." and then he disappeared. The Naturally I was frightened, and when I asked gnomes didnt lie, not once had the gnomes ever people they told me I was weird and walked lied. I knew what I had to do. away. Then those people started to glow too.

Eventually the entire school started to glow, and The school building was approching. I could see it, growing larger as I drew closer. I saw James, the everyone stopped talking too me. Even my best friend Lisa called me strange and didnt speak with one who started all of this. He was by the Ă˜ISIE -Â´Ă˜sterbro International School In English 10

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lie forever. Finally someone made a noise, and started screaming. And then everyone else started panicing and joining in. I ripped my phone out and kept as calm as possible. Emergancy dial. Police. My mind was spinning, but I knew the police could deal with it.

I raised the knife, and swung. Time slowed down to a near freeze. I could see everything in great detail, the knife as it swung towards him, his eyes, bulging, shocked at what was happening, the crowd, most of whom didnt notice, but the ones who did were frozen. My knife impaled him. Struck him dead center in his heart. As he closed his eyes for the final time, his last sight was me, smiling over him, and the snow, falling for the first time this year.

"Hello what is your emergancy said the man who picked up the phone"

A few moments ago…

I was standing in the crowd waitinf for school to start. I got there too early. I was playing with my keychain that I had had since I was little. I never went anywhere without it, it was very pretty. "For Lisa" was carved in on the back. My mom had written it when she gave it to me, and I ket it for all this time.

I saw Megan coming through the crowd. She looked strangely intent, but I didnt ask why. She was acting strange and could barely focus on anything anymore.

It looked different today, but I wasnt ready to deal with her now. I moved out of the way like everyone else. I went back to fiddleing with my keychain, when I heard a scream. I looked over to what is was, expecting just some of the guys playing around.

What I saw was so much worse. James was lying on the ground and Megan was over him. Holding a knife. And smiling.

"A-a person was just stabbed, please come help! We need help!" I sputtered out. "We are at the school on Queen street" I quickly proclaimed afterwards.

"We will be right there," said the officer.

For about 3 minutes no one knew what to do. All we could do was wait. Megan was still hovering over him with the knife, but for the most part everyone had stopped screaming. Multiple people were crying and some had run away, but most of the people were just standing in silence. The police finally arrived, and started questioning people. I was one of the first one asked, I didnt process what the man said at all. All I did was point at the body. That was all I could do. I was taken to the police station for questioning, but it was obvious they knew what happened already.

Once of the officers walked up to me and offered me a glass of water. I ignored him.

"Well," he said "looks like you are in shock. Anyways, your friend will be taken to a mental hospital. I dont know if she will ever get out. You have to wonder what is going through these peoples heads eh?"

I used to think that. But now its awfully clear. James was obviously evil. I think I might just follow in her footsteps. So many people that need to be purified Everything was silent for just a second, but it seemed in this terrible world. ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 11

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'Hello?'

My voice echoed through the empty corridors. A boy came up to me, tears in is eyes. 'Hello', he said, gone in a blink. I rubbed my eyes, and the boy was gone. I saw a quite young girl; she looked lost, and was gone as fast as she arrived. I felt a chill down my spine as I searched for an exit. In the distance, I saw the boy from before, crying, and pointing at me. I turned around to see a door, and I looked back to see the boy missing. 'I thought this was just a game', a voice cried in the distance. I looked down the corridors, only to see another boy, hanging in a rope, by his neck. I crashed out the door, tears in my eyes, as I realized I knew these children. I knew them all too well.

The light blinded my eyes. I was outside, and night was falling. I looked up to find a street pole, half expecting a dead body, half wishing there wasn't. The metal glamoured through the night, and the pole was empty. I let out a sigh, and I looked around me. Long winding cold streets slithered through rows upon rows

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of buildings. I walked at a brisk pace,

started to run. The noise of my heart

scared of the night. I felt as if I was

felt as if it chased me, watching my

watched, yet I was alone, just me and

every turn, feeling my every step. I ran

the moon. My white jacket had become until I tripped, flying through the air, dirty, and my feet were cold. I heard

and landing my face onto the long

the sound of my rumbling belly,

road. I landed, face down in a puddle.

reverberating through the cold night. 'I

It must've rained last night, I thought to

need to eat', I whispered under my

myself, as I raised myself out of the

breath, as I started walking faster

puddle, and then I saw it. Something so

through the chilling night.

disgusting, horrifying, almost scary in the puddle, and I most certainly didn't

I walked through the long winding

like it. I raised my body up, and I let

streets, looking around me. The

out a cry, as I walked down this road of

buildings were indented, falling slowly

nothing.

over, as if they were as tired as the

I saw a baby carriage. I smiled, as I felt

people living inside them. The shadows

a sense of lust clinging through my

creeped up on me, and I shrunk to the

body. I walked faster towards the

floor. My heart beat faster, and I

carriage, running faster with every step.

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Short Stories Just as I was about to touch it, I fell over, be, I told myself, looking at my hand. chasing shadows in the night. 'I'm a

When I came close enough to see what it

monster', I whispered. I heard a cry, a

was, I realized it was a day care. I closed

scream, tearing through the night sky,

in on the building, and reached the front

like a knife slicing through butter. A

door and let out a shriek when I saw

scream from a baby. I looked up, to find blood, painted on the door, spelling another building, standing as if it were

'Sorry'. A chill went down my spine, and

to fall over at any moment. The scream

I preceded to walk through the door, my

continued, torturing my ears, yet the

stomach still rumbling. Did those

house seemed to notice nothing, slacking children come from this daycare? I felt a forwards, like a resting lion. The

smell, a smell of candy, a smell of

screaming stopped.

temptation. I walked through a long narrow corridor. Finally, I saw the door

I started to ponder where I was, as I

where the smell came from. Candy

continued to walk down along the

wrappers littered the outside door. Lust

streets. I felt alone, oh so alone in this

streamed through my body, and I

big world. Yet who were those children,

opened the door, the door letting out a

who were those children hanging by

scream. A boy, hanging, in a rope, by

their necks, and why was I involved?

his neck, naked, in front of an open

What had I done that was so bad? Yes,

letter spelling 'What he did was too

of course I did some terrible things to

much' was before my very eyes.

some kids, but killing themselves over what we did? Were the kids I saw today

I didn't want more. I wanted to leave, I

those kids?

wanted to scream. I crashed through the door, ran through the corridors, and the

I thought I was crazy when I saw lights

final thing I remember, was smiling over

shining in the distance. Thought I was

seeing my hanging feet, and an aching

going mad, like a proper madman, with

pain in my neck.

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Carrot Sami Rana

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His name was Carrot, he had a rich family, Carrot was born in Germany in the year 1978, and he went to the USA when his dad died.

His family wasn’t such a big family because of death of Carrot’s father. Everybody

used to laugh at Carrot because his name is after a vegetable but Carrot didn’t care. Carrot was good at studying, he was actually the best. Carrot was a nice guy, everybody liked him a lot.

When he was done with school he got good grades, he got a golden watch that he liked a lot. Then Carrot became a football player, his team was called Barcelona, he was the best player in his team. Carrot got married to a girl called Berry. After, Carrot stopped football because he got married to Berry. Then one day Carrot

and Berry went to the doctor and the doctor said you are getting a child in 3 months. 3 months later they had their child who was called Jack. Jack was a good football player like his dad.

Then when Carrot’s son Jack got done with school they went to Tivoli and they crashed in a truck and then the police found Carrot and his family. They died in year 2003 and then they got a sad funeral.

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Candy Puffylina Prynze Buenaventura

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Candy was born 1st January 1933 in Bermuda. She was abandoned by her real parents, because they wanted a boy.

She got found by staff in a children`s home. She started going to school when she was 4. She was very smart. She was always getting A+. She didn`t have a lot of friends. People thought that she was rich. She finished school when she was 18. She started exploring with

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the ancient countries and cities like Rome, Egypt and Greece.

She went to other countries like China, Brazil, Madagascar, Mexico and Philippines. She had money to go all over the world. She liked the Philippines the most because of the famous cave and beaches like Boracay. She liked the food in the Philippines. As she got older she stopped exploring and sold any kind of candies.

She adopted a girl who was 9 years old. Her name was Katie.

Katie helped Candy to earn money to buy a library. She named the library “International Library”, because she had books from all over the world. Candy got cancer.

Candy`s last words to Katie were “Take care of all the things we have”. Candy died in 2003 November 1.

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Student Essays ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 20

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Maya Redden

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Student Essays Hi, I am Maya Redden. When I was 5 and old enough to know what it meant to be homeless and poor, I went to California for Christmas and my uncle took me and my family to San Francisco to see a ballet performance, while walking there I counted 9 homeless people begging on the streets and that day I told myself I would try to give at least two dollars to any homeless person I found on the streets. It was really hard for me to keep that promise so I thought that I definitely owed them this speech to try to help them and make a difference.

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There are an estimated 100 million homeless people in the world and 3 million homeless in Europe. Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be in a homeless persons shoes? Going to sleep on concrete or cold grass, having just a very small amount of food to eat every day , just sitting or wandering around with nothing to do, wearing the same clothes every single day, having someone totally avoid you. The majority of you would hate it being the very social people that we all are. There are also homeless children like you and I who were abandoned our thrown out of their own homes. So it is even harder for them because even most homeless grownups have gone to school but a child has not had as much experience in the world and it would be much harder to survive without a home or parents.

Student Essays Most people become homeless because they cannot pay for their homes, unemployment, illnesses, disabilities, violence and job loss. Some of these people start their life perfectly, they start and end school and then go to a university but then when they can’t find a job in their area of expertise they can’t get money which leads to all sorts of other problems and eventually they lose their homes. A man that was interviewed in 2012 had a great life and he went to a university until he was in a car crash and broke his neck. Later he could no longer pay his bill and became broke.

benches, in the United States the number of homeless people range from 600 thousand to 2.5 million, most of which are in New York, and in Denmark there are about 5000 homeless people.

We can help these homeless people just by understanding who they are, bring them food, donate your old clothes or you could join or create a club to help them. You could volunteer at a soup kitchen or shelter, or give them your recyclables which can later be turned in for money. But mainly you can educate them, like telling them about a good place to go for food or shelter, tell them how to get around or how to make their own food. There are even organizations that you can sign up for There are homeless people all over to tutor a homeless child. By helping the world, in Australia every day 1 in these people it will help them in the every 200 people are homeless, they future much more than you would end up sleeping in tents or on park think. ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 23

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I dream of a world...

Emma Gyde

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I dream of a world...

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Theater Ø Coming Soon...

Holes The Musical

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Göksu Boz

Drama club will be holding a grand play, and you as the Audience are included. The play this time around will be based on Holes, a play based around Stanley Yelnats.

Stanley Yelnats family is cursed, or at least that's what he's been told. His family was cursed because of his dirty, pig stealing, grand-grand-grandfather. Stanley ends in the wrong place at the wrong time, finds himself in a camp and is made to dig holes. The further down he digs his holes, the closer he comes to the real story behind the camp. Our play is not exactly following the book. The play is arranged by over 60 people, and the actors and dancers and musicians are ready for sandy shoes. The play will be around February.

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Library Corner

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ØIS Library & Librarian

by Emma Gyde, Sheida Joderi

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Library Corner Ms. Neubert-Luckner is from

time consuming task.

Manhattan Beach California. She has an interest in art. She loves going to art museums and learning about different art creation. She worked as a librarian at the Peggy Guggeheim. She has worked at OIS since it opene. She kindly agreed to do a small interview with us for the literary magazine.

What is your favorite book from the library?

Anne of Green Gables What is the pirate concept?

What age did you start Reading

There is a book organizing system

books?

called the Dewey Decimal System that

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categorizes books in different categories and then divisions. It is a complex system so small children don’t understand and show an interest in this. Therefore I have come up with the pirate concept where the children

Library Corner are pirates and the books are the

of like her I stood up for what I

treasure, the kids need to find the

believed in.

treasure “books” and that is how you engage kids into less exciting

How did you pick the books in the

concepts.

library?

I got a little jar and asked the

Why do you like your favorite book?

students, parents and teachers to

I like Anne of Green Gables because

write their book recommendations for

Anne was a very strong willed girl who the library. There is also an American stood up for what she beloved in

website that lists all the mainstream

during a time period where girl where

books a library should have.

not well appreciated or had very many rights. I feel in a way I was kind

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Book Reviews ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 36

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Escape Under The Forever Sky ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 38

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Poetry

Yes, that’s me Stars in the Skies

Omar Said

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Darpan Gautam

Poetry You're as beautiful as the sky You're as beautiful as the sea Your hair, it shines, just like the sun Your face, it glitters, just like the stars This sounds like a love letter But you, please me it's not I see you as you see me But I see you as the dancing sun

The beating of your heart, This may be our start

You're as tall as a tree I am as short as a flower This just shows That nature has power.

I reach up to hug you You reach down to hug me A smile and a tear have the same reason This just shows To show the feeling of the person's That love also has power seasons A smile goes up, but a tear goes down Cause every girl deserves more But the opposite, of a smile, is a frown More than a lions roar I don't know what to do but think And it's you I care for But if I think I can't blink?

'Cause My heart is a trap door I need to keep my frown up side down If you enter there's no going out And my tears flying all the way down And I'll love you, there's no doubt The sparkle in your eye, The warmth of your skin, The smell of your hair, The naughtiness in your smile, That strength in your stare, The power in your face,

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Picture stories in this issue are the winners of the picture story competition called ‘A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words’, held in the Autumn term of 2013 at Østerbro International School.

Congratulations for their success.

Hereby, we would like to announce that they have won a ticket to a movie that all winners will go together at Palads Cinema in Copenhagen.

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My best friend Sunrise Hvidtfeldt de Jesus Last year my mom signed me up to be on a waiting list for get a friend in a club, “Senior Best Friend”. -An old man as a friend? How am I supposed to play with him? It is going to be too boring, I thought.

He is now my special friend. He is not a common friend as you would expect, because I am a twelve year old boy and he is 77 years.

My best friend is very special because he inspires me a lot and allowed me to inspire him too. He is older than me by age, but not in his spirit. He still is full of energy and loves to go out and have fun with me. We have been in Tivoli, at the cinema and so on.

He teaches me so many things (to prepare a fish and make the table read to lunch).

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One night in the jungle Alfred Andreasson In 2008 my family and I went on a trip through China over Christmas. One place I especially remember was when we spent one night in south of Yunnan in a tree house in a national park with wild elephants.

The house was high up in a tree over a small river. The guides told us that the wild elephants usually came to this spot on the river in the early morning to drink water.

It was very dark in the night. In the middle of the night we heard a sound and we woke up, ran outside and looked down on the river, but nothing. It was probably just apes or dogs from the villages nearby.

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Missing Dog Jovan Kuzmanovic Once upon a time, there was a girl whose

to find Munja. She was hoping that she

name was Sara and she had a dog whose

would find him. When she was in dark

name was Munja. Munja was the best

forest, she found a small hole where Sara

friend of Sara. One day, Munja was

hoped she would find him. When Sara put

disappeared (lost) in the forest. Sara was

the lamp into to hole, she found the dog

very sad and she was waiting her dog all

and then, Sara picked him up and saved

day long. In the evening, she took the

him.

lamp and then she went to the dark forest

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The friendly squirrel and the happy giraffe Mohammed Yasser Bafakih One day, there was a squirrel named Toto. Toto was very kind. He had a friend and it was a giraffe. And his name was Zami. Toto and Zami loved to play together and helped each other about how to get food. So they spent all those years helping each other. Zami let Toto

hop on his back. And Zami showed Toto very beautiful places. While Zami was showing around places, something went wrong. Toto got caught by an eagle and the eagle ate him. Zami was very sad and lonely.

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The house Malik Kaplan Once upon a time there was a house. In the house there lived 2 boys. The names of the boys were Ibrahim and Abdulbasit Malik. One day the boys went out to shopping. When they came back to their house the door was open.

Abdulbasit looked inside the house and called Ibrahim to look at what happened in the house and said “Look at it. I think someone broke in our house, who could it be?”

The next day, Abdulbasit made a plan to see who it was. So they went shopping again. When they came back, the window was broken.

Abdulbasit opened the door and looked inside the house. But nothing was stolen.

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at the boy, and said “I know him”. He was his old classmate Carlos.

Abdulbasit went over to him and said ‘hi Carlos, what are you doing here?’

Carlos said that he needed a place to stay and asked Abdulbasit if he could stay with them. Abdulbasit said “of course, you can stay with us”.

The story of Luke and Amalie at the house Zaahid Asvat Luke and Amalie were soaking up the sun, playing in the water.

had all sorts of toys like water guns, goggles, balls and rackets.

Luke loved splashing everyone. Luke They felt a little hungry and came in for a was taking Amalie deeper into the water snack! Mum gave them two brightly and they were having a great time. They coloured towels to dry up. “Oh yum!

Lemonade and cookies, what a treat!” said Luke.

Then they ran to the sandpit as Amalie loved making sand castles and mermaids.

They fetched a bucket of water and built a huge sand castle. It looked beautiful and Luke loved it. Just then Dad came home and he brought them their own surprise present. Luke got a new football and Amalie got the book she always wanted. They both loved their gifts they had received.

Amalie read her book and explained it to Luke. Luke wanted to read the book after she was completed reading. Luke‘s ball was authentic. That day was the best day of their life!

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Me, My best friend and the dogs Lodovica Casarini Hi, my name is Liz. I have brown eyes, and and I looked for them for about 7 more yellow and brown hair. I like dogs. That is

minutes. Sara thought that we had lost the

why I have one. My dog’s name is Kelly.

dogs. In the river, we saw the dogs on a

Kelly’s skin is white. I have a best friend

boat rowing together to get the ball. We

whose name is Sara. She has green eyes

got so happy and laughed a lot because

and yellow hair. She also like`s dogs and

they were so so so cute.

she has one too. His dog`s name is Fillip. He has black skin.

One day I and Sara decided to go to the forest with Kelly and Fillip. In the forest we found a tennis ball. Sara and I decided to play with it. After an hour or so, Sara threw the ball as far as it could go. Fillip and Kelly went to get it. After 10 minutes we went to look after Kelly and Fillip. So Sara and I went to look for them. We shouted “KELLY… FILIP… Where are you?” Sara ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 52

The day of laughter Rozerin Korkmaz Once upon a time there were two

off. Then they went to the kitchen and

women. They were very close friends.

they drank a cup of coffee with some

Their names were Sophie and Laura.

cake. Laura asked “Are you still afraid of

Sophie was 39 years old and Laura was

the water?” Laura and Sophie laughed.

42 years old .One day, Sophie decided to Sophie said not anymore I was afraid go to Laura´s house. Sophie took her

when I was young but not anymore. “So

jacket on and went out of the door.

you can go to the swimming pool?” Laura

Sophie ringed the bell and she said

asked. “Yes” said Sophie. After one hour

“Come in.” Laura opened the door.

of talk and laughter, Sophie went home.

Sophie took her jacket

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My very Own story

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My Two Eye Surgeries

Jasleen Kaur

My story is about my right eye.

When I was little my eye was closed for one month. I had 2 eye operations when I was 8 years old.

When I was 6 or 7 years old, I had a little ball on my eye for a year.

Kids were asking me questions about my eye. They were asking me "Why do you have the little ball on your eye?" And I said, "I don't know".

I didn't like the little ball on my eye because it was annoying me. But I didn't feel it and it didn't hurt.

I had the first eye surgery on the 4th of January. I drove with my mom and dad. When I got into the hospital I felt a bit scared. Then I changed my clothes and then I got into the room. There were 4 people when I came into the room. I was shaking because I was going to have my first eye surgery. Then I laid down on the bed. I slept and my mom and dad were with me. I thought the surgery was 5 minutes. But no, it was 2 or 3 hours.

Then I woke up in another

room and my mom and dad were there.

I will tell you about the time between my first and my second eye surgery. I felt happy a lot. I could play a lot. In school I could do everything and in my mind I was thinking about the second eye surgery and I didn't like it.

My second eye surgery was on June 27th in Glostrup hospital. It was summer time and it was morning time. I was not allowed to eat breakfast because the doctor said so. I could only drink water. First I drove to the hospital. Second I changed my clothes and then I went into the room and there were 4 people again.

I thought the surgery was 10 or 20 minutes but no, again it was 3 or 4 hours. Last I woke up and I had something on my hand and something on my eye. I took it off and it didn't hurt.

Today I feel happy a lot. My eyes are a lot better now. Now I don't worry about my eye and I don't need the doctor anymore.

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My Autobiography

Melisa Inal

My name is Melisa Inal. I am 10 years old and my height is 154-156cm. I come from Turkey but I was born in Denmark. I live in Denmark.

My house is in Frederiksberg which is a place in Copenhagen. I want to go to Spain, Germany, Ankara and Arabia because I want to explore more things. I have been to Istanbul, Bozcaada and Konya. I like going to dif ferent kind of countries. I want to learn more languages. I want to learn Spanish, Arabic, Germany and Japanese. My favorite fruit is mango. My eyes are brown and my hair is black and dark brown. My skin is light and I look like a person from Turkey. I have a mom ØISIE -´Østerbro International School In English 56

and dad. I have a sister and a brother too. My sister’s name is Hafsa and my brohter’s name is Mesih. My brother is 14 years old and my sister is 21 years old.

My favorite animal is a cat.

My very Own story

My Autobiography My name is Rayyan Ehtesham. I am 8 years old. I am from Pakistan, Islamabad in Asia. I have lived in Denmark for 3 and a half years. I was born on the 31st of January 2005.

I have a Mother, Father and a little sister. My Mother`s name is Nazia Sanaullah, my Father`s name is Ehtesham Mohammad and my little sister`s name is Mahdiyah Ehtesham. My

Rayyan Ehtesham

hobbies are swimming, playing with my Nintendo Wii and 3ds, reading and watching Television (TV). I enjoy these activities because they’re fun.

My favorite animal is a Peacock. My favorite food is Pizza, Kebab and Soup. My favorite desert is an icecream called Kulfi.

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