This story was written by Era when she was 8 years old — without prompting, without help, and without any idea that it would end up here. It is exactly as she wrote it. We have only added punctuation. Everything else is entirely hers.Today, my little pony is going to the fair. But she does not have any car. So, her family has to walk. After some minutes, it started raining heavily. Then they sat down under a tree. My little pony said, "Let's play hot potato." Then, they started playing hot potato. While they were playing, it stopped raining. My little pony said, "Hurray! now we can go to the fair."
Moral:
Family time is the most precious time.
You can find joy in every little thing.
Save trees, they save human beings.
Family time is the most precious time.
You can find joy in every little thing.
Save trees, they save human beings.
Era wrote this story on Nepali calendar date 2082 Asar 10 at 8:55 PM.