Stories
We publish thousands of stories each year, all written by our brilliant students. Here’s a selection of what they’ve been writing across our workshops.
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Museum of Me: Untitled
By Asal
Object: My special, special pencil This is my special pencil. I like this pencil because it has really good lead and it’s sharp. Now you know why I love this...
The man who fell in love with an ice-cream cone
By Asal
The boy walked slowly as he went to the shops to buy gum, so he doesn’t have to get the gum off the floor. That gum had people stepping on it, and that was disgusting.
Colour Poem: Untitled
By Asal
Yellow is the sparkle of the sun Feels like listening to the song “Happy” Looks like the perfect detail on a dandelion Tastes of the nice pop of candy corn Reminds me of the fluffy taste of marshmallow peeps
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Nader
My paper drawing is important for me because when I was seven years old my mum told me., “If you dream, draw what you see in your dream to know your dream.”
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Rafi
My first object is a soccer ball. It is red and blue, and it has a Barcelona logo. It smells like feet. When I hit it on the ground, it has a different sound from the normal ball.
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Ramel
This object is perfume. It is a rectangular prism glass that has a golden colour cap and a very sweet smell when used. I got my perfume a month before I came to Australia and I first used it when I was in the Jordanian Airport before going to Australia.
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Fadi
This object is a necklace from my grandfather, before, when I came to Lebanon my grandfather gave it to me and he told me, “Keep it with you to be memories and not to forget me.”
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Taraziya
This towel is from when I was born, when the priest baptised me. My mum put me in the towel, the colour is white, it was so big and has my name on it. I was crying but when they put me in the towel, I stopped crying. Until now, I still have it.
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Shams
The first picture that I took from my first phone. It’s a story from five years ago. When I was nine years old, I got my first phone.
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Fargin
This object is a doll and I have had it since 2010. I named her Akoara. It has pink hair, it is a mermaid and when you wet her hair it turns to purple. She has a pink, green and yellow tattoo on her arm and around her neck.
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Hanna
This object is a bracelet, which is like a zip. I have four of them and every one has a different colour. It was a gift from my dad on my 11th birthday. I haven’t moved it from my hand from the time that I first wore it. People like to ask me about it.
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Nhi
The first time I went to the dentist, I was very afraid, and I thought, “It can grow again?”
Museum of Me: Untitled
By Quynh
I have my collection of perfumes, I love all of them, and I also had my favourite perfume but I forgot the brand. It was the oval bottle, it has the silver colour wrapped around the pink in the middle.
Mood Poem: Untitled
By Jordyn
Chalkboard screeches s shivers running down my spine taking the bins out at noon so tedious .
Mood Poem: Untitled
By Cheyenne
Getting clapped at twice my mother waking me up clapping twice makes me get ready.