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.

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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.

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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.”

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.