Book of the Day
MY Books
1.. Ask and answer the following questions in pairs/groups. Do you read and collect books other than textbooks? If yes, why?
"Autumn"
As the last wisps of summer's warmth dissipated, the air grew crisp and cool, signaling the arrival of autumn. The season of change, of transition, of vibrant colors and cozy warmth. A time when nature's final dance before the slumber of winter was a spectacle to behold.
Isra SaleemPublished about 7 hours ago in BookClub
Rin's Golden Dream
Rain lashed against the rickety shack, the wind howling like a famished wolf. Inside, huddled beneath a threadbare blanket, sat Rin. A skinny girl of ten, with eyes the color of storm clouds and hair like tangled seaweed, she clutched a worn book, its pages filled with fantastical tales of faraway lands and unimaginable wealth. It was her only escape from the harsh reality of her life.
ANNA CORALPublished about 8 hours ago in BookClub
Ink on Starlight
Amara, a seasoned cartographer with ink-stained fingers and a thirst for the unknown, stumbled upon a weathered parchment tucked within a dusty tome. It depicted a swirling vortex, an impossible gateway rumored to lead to the Celestial Cartography, a mythical archive charted by constellations. The thought of such a place, a library woven from starlight, ignited a spark within her.
ANNA CORALPublished about 8 hours ago in BookClub
The Sweet Sovereign and the Sugar Wall
Once upon a time in a realm where the skies shimmered with a candy-colored hue and the rivers flowed with the purest of honey, there existed a secret kingdom veiled by the legendary Sugar Wall. This wall, a colossal structure made entirely of crystalline sugar, sparkled under the sun, casting rainbows across the land that lay beyond.
ANNA CORALPublished about 24 hours ago in BookClub
Whispers in the Red Dust
Once upon a time Dr. Anya Petrova squinted at the Martian sunrise, the thin atmosphere turning the horizon a pale, bruised purple. Ten years. Ten years since she'd left the vibrant blue of Earth for the rusty red of Mars. Back then, she'd been filled with a fierce pioneer spirit, the first botanist on a fledgling colony. Now, a creeping loneliness gnawed at her.
ANNA CORALPublished a day ago in BookClub
Daughter of the Desert Moon
Once upon a time the desert wind whispered secrets through the gnarled branches of the old mesquite tree. Elara, perched on a lower limb, hugged her shawl tighter, its worn fabric offering scant protection against the chill of the approaching night. Below, the parched earth stretched into an endless expanse, dotted with the silhouettes of cacti reaching skeletal fingers towards the dying sun. Hunger gnawed at her belly, a constant companion these past few days.
ANNA CORALPublished a day ago in BookClubMedha's dream
Hi, I’m Medha. Today, I found one of my notebooks I used for writing when I was in class one. But the funny part is, I can’t even understand what I wrote. At that time, I was learning to write. I couldn’t hold the pencil correctly. I couldn’t even draw a straight line. It reminded me of my childhood. I just loved to make doodles on my notebook and the wall of my room at that time. My parents and teacher worked hard to teach me handwriting. I did exercise a lot to improve my writing. My handwriting became good after a few years of practice.
The Boy Under the Tree
The bell rings for the start of the tiffin period, and the students of Kajla High School are rushing out of their classes to play. In the school playground, a group of boys starts to play cricket. In this group, there is a boy named Zahin While playing he notices a boy sitting under the Banyan tree at the corner of the playground. But he doesn’t think much of it. A well-struck ball runs toward the Banyan tree and stops just a few feet short of it. Zahin runs to collect the ball.
Bangabandhu, My Inspiration
Bangabandhu, My Inspiration. You must have heard the name of Bangabandhu Sheikh Mujibur Rahman many a time. But how much do you know about him? Do you know that he has three names - khoka to his closest ones, Bangabandhu to the people of Bangladesh, and the great leader,Sheikh Mujibur Rahman to the world?
The Teacher
Sarah Thompson stepped into the hallowed halls of Oakwood High School with a mix of nerves and excitement. As a new English teacher, she was eager to make a difference in the lives of her students. Little did she know that her journey at Oakwood would lead her down a path she never expected—one of intrigue, manipulation, and psychological warfare.
Benjamin Earnest OtegaPublished 3 days ago in BookClubA Tale of Unlikely Friendship
Once in a serene woodland, where tall trees whispered secrets to the wind and sunlight danced through the leaves, there lived an unlikely pair of friends—Max, a golden retriever with a heart as big as his wagging tail, and Nutmeg, a nimble and curious squirrel with a penchant for adventure.
Benjamin Earnest OtegaPublished 4 days ago in BookClub
