Dania et le tapis berbère Dania, jeune femme aux yeux brillants comme les étoiles du désert, déploya son tapis berbère aux motifs géométriques ancestraux et prononça les mots magiques que sa grand-mère lui avait enseignés. Le tapis s'éleva doucement au-dessus du sol et l'emporta vers le ciel azur, survolant les montagnes de Kabylie où les villages accrochés aux flancs rocheux semblaient la saluer. Elle survola ensuite les palmeraies verdoyantes de Biskra, les doigts effleurant l'air chaud qui transportait le parfum sucré des dattes fraîchement cueillies. À mesure que le soleil déclinait, son tapis la porta au-dessus des dunes dorées du Grand Erg Oriental, où les nomades levèrent leurs yeux vers cette silhouette flottante et agitèrent leurs mains en signe de bienvenue. Au crépuscule, Dania atteignit Tamanrasset, terre des Touaregs, et descendit pour partager un thé à la menthe avec une famille qui l'accueillit comme si elle était des leurs depuis toujours. Lorsque la nuit enveloppa le Sahara de son manteau étoilé, le tapis reprit son vol vers l'ouest, longeant la côte méditerranéenne jusqu'à Oran où les lumières de la ville scintillaient comme un reflet du ciel. À l'aube, Dania revint à son point de départ, le cœur plein d'images et de rencontres, comprenant que son véritable voyage n'était pas celui à travers l'Algérie, mais celui à travers l'âme de son pays et de son peuple.

Page 1-2 Dad isn’t here anymore. I think about him a lot. Page 3-4 I look around and see Dad’s things. “I miss Dad.” Page 5-6 Mom rests a hand on my shoulder. “Let’s make a memory box. We can keep Dad’s love inside.” Page 7-8 I look up at her. “What’s a memory box?” Mom sits beside me. “It’s a special place where we can keep things that remind us of Dad.” Page 9-10 I think about it and nod. “I like that idea.” Page 11-12 We look in the basement and find a box. I run my hand over the lid. “Let’s decorate it. I want it to look just right.” Page 13-14 I draw a heart, and Mom helps me write “I love Dad.” Now our box is ready. Page 15-16 We look for Dad’s things. I find his football jersey and hold it close. “It smells like him.” Page 17-18 We find football tickets. I smile. “I remember that game—it was so fun!” Page 19-20 I find a shiny rock. Me and Dad found this on the beach. “It’s lucky.” Page 21-22 I put everything inside the box and close the lid. “Now I have a box of love.” Page 23-24 The next morning, I open the box. I take out Dad’s jersey and hold it tight. I feel connected to him. Page 25-26 Then I look at the rock and remember our trip to the beach. I smile. Mom hugs me. “Dad isn’t here, but love never leaves.” I close the box and hold it close. Dad will always be with me.

The old library of Melor Town stood tall, its wooden doors creaking as Amir stepped inside. The scent of aged paper filled the air as he browsed the dusty shelves. In the archive room, a manuscript lay hidden beneath old newspapers. Its leather cover was cracked, its pages yellowed with time. As he turned the fragile sheets, he noticed something strange—several pages were missing, torn away deliberately. The remaining words hinted at a forgotten chapter of Melor Town’s history. Determined to uncover the truth, Amir sought the help of Mei Ling, a young journalist. She scanned the manuscript, her eyes widening. "This is important," she murmured. They turned to Encik Arvind, an elderly historian, who listened carefully before nodding. "There have been whispers about a lost part of our past," he said, retrieving a dusty box. "But the truth was buried long ago." Guided by the manuscript’s clues, the three ventured into the oldest part of town, following fading symbols carved into the walls. Their search led them back to the library, where Amir discovered a hidden compartment behind a wooden panel. Inside was an ancient letter, its words matching the manuscript’s handwriting. The letter revealed a forgotten unity—how Malays, Chinese, and Indians had once built Melor Town together, only for their contributions to be erased from history. Mei Ling’s voice trembled. "So, what we were taught wasn’t complete?" Encik Arvind sighed. "History is often written by those in power, but the truth always finds its way back." Determined, Amir and Mei Ling wrote an article exposing the lost history. By morning, "The Lost Story of Melor Town" spread across the community. Elders shared forgotten stories, and younger generations saw their town in a new light. That night, for the first time in decades, the old bell tower chimed—a symbol of the past returning to its rightful place. The people of Melor Town stood together, not as separate groups, but as one.

كان يا ما كان، في قرية صغيرة على حافة غابة غامضة، تعيش ثلاث أخوات: أسيل البالغة من العمر 12 عامًا، وعبدو ذات الـ10 أعوام، وأحمد الصغير الذي كان يبلغ 8 سنوات. كانوا يعيشون في بيت صغير مع والديهم، وكانوا دائمًا ما يبحثون عن المغامرات. في أحد الأيام، بينما كانوا يلعبون بالقرب من الغابة، سمعوا صوتًا غريبًا يأتي من بين الأشجار. كانت أسيل الشجاعة تقول: "لنكتشف ما هذا الصوت!" بينما كانت عبدو متحمسة لتتبع الصوت، وأحمد الصغير كان متوترًا قليلًا لكنه قرر أن يتبع أخواته. دخلوا الغابة ووجدوا ممرًا ضيقًا يؤدي إلى مكان مضيء. هناك، اكتشفوا شجرة عملاقة تتحدث! قالت الشجرة: "مرحبًا أيها الأطفال، أنا شجرة الحكمة، وأنا بحاجة إلى مساعدتكم. لقد فقدت أوراقي الذهبية، وهي التي تحافظ على سحر الغابة." قررت الأخوات الثلاث مساعدة الشجرة. أعطتهم الشجرة خريطة صغيرة وقالت: "عليكم أن تجدوا ثلاثة مفاتيح: مفتاح الشجاعة، مفتاح الذكاء، ومفتاح اللطف. فقط بهذه المفاتيح يمكنكم استعادة أوراقي الذهبية." بدأت أسيل وعبدو وأحمد رحلتهم. في البداية، واجهوا نهرًا عريضًا. كانت أسيل الشجاعة هي التي قادتهم عبر الجسر الخشبي المهتز. بعد ذلك، وصلوا إلى لغز محير، وكانت عبدو الذكية هي التي حلته بسرعة. وأخيرًا، وصلوا إلى بوابة مغلقة، وكان أحمد الصغير هو الذي استخدم لطفه وكلماته اللطيفة لإقناع الحارس بفتح البوابة. عندما جمعوا المفاتيح الثلاثة، عادوا إلى شجرة الحكمة. وضعوا المفاتيح في مكانها الصحيح، وفجأة، عادت الأوراق الذهبية إلى الشجرة، وأصبحت الغابة أكثر جمالًا وسحرًا من قبل. شكرتهم الشجرة وقالت: "أنتم أطفال رائعون! شجاعتكم، ذكاؤكم، ولطفكم أنقذوا الغابة." عادت أسيل وعبدو وأحمد إلى قريتهم وهم يحكون لأهلهم عن مغامرتهم المدهشة. ومنذ ذلك اليوم، أصبحوا يعرفون دائمًا أن العمل الجماعي والشجاعة والذكاء واللطف يمكن أن يحلوا أي مشكلة. النهاية هذه القصة تعلم الأطفال أهمية التعاون والشجاعة والذكاء واللطف. أتمنى أن تستمتعوا به

A mystery of a child struggling after leaving a bad home to settle into a home without a father and discovers the beauty and art of herself from within and bonds with friends

Takes place in Biblical times. A lane man who can’t walk is laying on a mat on the side of the road sad. After a while people come to bring him food and comfort him since he can’t walk. Then, one day a crowd gathered to listen to a man name Jesus talk. He was known for performing miracles and healing the sick and wounded. The lame man heard about Jesus and thought maybe he can walk again today. The crowd was too big so the lame man’s friends made a way to get him to the roof where Jesus was speaking. They made a hole in the roof and carefully lowered him down right in front of Jesus. Jesus saw the lame man laying there and smiled at him. Jesus told him to stand up and walk. The Lame Man was in shock. His legs were now strong. He stood up, took his mat, and began to walk The Lame man started praising God with joy! The people who saw this miracle couldn’t believe their eyes. They celebrated for him. The Lame Man thanked Jesus The Lame Man walked everywhere he went that day with a smile on his face and told everyone about the miracle Jesus performed The Lame man’s heart with filled with gratitude knowing Jesus cared for him

There is a character named as "Cinnamonroll". It is trying to make a chocolate. cookie for its cinnamon roll friends. ıt found a recipe and printed it. It put it on the table in the kitchen very carrifully. It followed the steps, but at the end of the cooking, there was a missing ingredient. How it fix the cookie. It decided to add new step to the recipe and added cholote aftter the cooking on the cookies. They ate it happly.

Two little girls were playing with a toy. Sara accidentally dropped it and it broke. Reem was very mad about her toy even though sara has apologized several times. Reem’s mother talks to her that itself good to have a kind heart and forgive others . The little girls are happy together again and friends forver

1.) brushes teeth in bathroom with mom doing her hair 2. Eats breakfast at dining room table 3.)Gets on bus for school 4.)sits with friends in math class 5.) sits in spanish class 6.)goes to lunch and eats with friends 7.)goes to recess and plays soccer 8.)goes to library and reads books 9.)sets the dining room table with sister for dinner 10.) takes a bath and washes hair 11.)gets in bed and her dad reads her a story goodnight 12.) goes to sleep

فتاه بعمر 4 سنوات تجد كتابا لتعلم اسماء الحيوانات باللغه الانجليزيه . تبداء بقراءه الكتاب ثام تدخل في عالم افتراضي مليء بالحيوانات . ثم تنتهي من قراءه الكتاب وتخرج للعالم الواقعي وتكون سعيده بتعلمها اسماء الحيوانات بالانجليزي

A young girl named lizzie that plays volleyball learns about the importance of being selfless and servant leadership

Page 1: Four friends — Lila, Ben, Mia, and Oliver — stood in a village. A big tree led to a secret garden sparkling with flowers, talking trees, and streams. Page 2: They found an old magic book. Lila asked, "Can you help me read this map, please?" Ben said, "Of course!" They met a wise owl with gray feathers and round glasses. Mia asked, "Excuse me, can you show us the way to the treasure?" The owl kindly helped. Page 3: Following the owl's directions, they found a stream with a bridge guarded by a playful elf with pointy ears and sparkling blue eyes. Oliver asked, "Can you tell us a riddle, please?" The elf asked, "What has keys but can't open locks?" Mia answered, "A piano!" The elf cheered, "Great job!" Page 4: Crossing the bridge, they found a treasure chest under a tree. Inside were coins and jewels. The friends thanked the owl and elf, realizing that politeness and manners led to happiness and success in the magic garden.

Once upon a time, in the bustling city of Autobotia, the Transformers—Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, and their friends—received a special invitation.

Kal, his nanny and their Great Dane dog go for a walk in the enchanted woods and have a wonderful adventure

Not a very long time ago, in a land so far away, there stood a happy kingdom. It was ruled by the king, with his queen, and a prince, a princess, a prince, and another prince. And the princess? Yep! That's me! My name is Regie, but I prefer to be called "Red". Yup! that's my nickname! You see, I'm not the kind of princess who can dance, or sing beautifully or even move gracefully. But I have my own talent. I have this very, very wide imagination. So wide and colorful that It can already be a book. But there's a problem. I don't know how to start. But I'm working on it. And maybe someday, I will be one of the authors who gives inspirations and motivations through the magic of books. The End!

1. I am a boy who always looks tough and can't cry 2. Then I found an expressive girl

1. A l2 years old girl sit on the bench and waiting the bus. It's winter. 2. Her mom is stands next to her. 3. An old lady watching the girl badly. 4. The old lady asking her mom why allowed her to sit on the bench at winter?- She will catch a cold! 5. The mom sure she doesn't catch a cold, because she is well dressed and she wearing a diaper. 6. The old lady still looking for her badly, but she is sit next to her on the banch. 7. The little girl asking the old lady.- You are also weinring a diaper?

Tres amigas van a Swiftielandia donde todo el mundo es fan de Taylor Swift, ahí descubren que Taylor las ha elegido para una misión

1. Nora picks out a new puppy from the dog shelter. 2. She wants to name him something funny so she names him Tickle. 3. Nora teaches Tickle all sorts of tricks and has her family and friends come to watch Tickle do his tricks.

A chubby, sunshine-yellow kitty pranced around the playground, blowing bubbles of all sizes. Soon enough, the school's furry friends joined in on the bubbly action. I was ecstatic, blowing bubbles left and right, spreading joy all day long. The kids couldn't get enough of those magical orbs, chasing them around and giggling like there was no tomorrow. Even the grown-ups paused to admire the beauty of the floating spheres. As the day went on, more and more kids joined in on the fun, trying to catch and pop the bubbles with their noses or by hand. It was a sight to behold, the playground brimming with pure joy and wonder. Finally, the yellow cat and other yello cat sat under a tree, basking in the warm sun, watching the bubbles fade away with the setting sun. It was a moment of pure joy and contentment, one that I will always treasure.