Chanie Wenjack was a young Indigenous boy who tragically died while attempting to escape from a Canadian residential school in 1966. His death brought attention to the mistreatment of Indigenous children in these schools and the lasting trauma caused by forced assimilation policies. Chanie's story continues to serve as a symbol of resilience and the ongoing struggles faced by Indigenous communities in Canada.

A girl learns that once you post something online, it is there to stay.

Help my children feel at ease while they know what I’m doing this weekend as I go away from them for the first time. Tell them about how I’m going to be so sad and miss them as I leave the house. How I think about them all the time I’m gone. How I get an uber to the airport, then go through airport security and sit at the lounge before getting on an Air New Zealand plane and fly to Queenstown. How happy I am to be reunited with all my best friends. We are all mums leaving our kids for the first time so we all FaceTime our kids and miss them a lot. And talk about how proud we are of them. Then we have a Mexican night dinner. Then we do a dance class. And after 2 nights away of having fun, I’m so excited to go to the airport and fly back to sydney. Meanwhile Dadda is spoiling them with fun treats like burgers and chips, and taking them to soccer and swimming classes, and even a friends birthday party. They get to watch TV and have so much fun jumping on the bed and being silly with Dadda. Then how I get reunited with my boys Teddy and Max and I’m so happy I could cry with joy.

A Children's Storybook Page 1 A long time ago in Israel, there was a kind woman named Hannah. She loved God very much, but she was sad because she had no children. Every year, she went to the temple to pray. Page 2 One day, with tears in her eyes, Hannah prayed, “Lord, if You give me a son, I will give him back to You to serve You all his life.” Page 3 The priest, Eli, saw Hannah praying and said, “May God grant your request.” Hannah believed in God’s promise and left the temple full of hope. Page 4 God answered Hannah’s prayer! She gave birth to a baby boy and named him Samuel, which means “God has heard.” She loved him dearly. Page 5 When Samuel was old enough, Hannah kept her promise. She brought him to the temple and said to Eli, “God has blessed me with a son, and now I give him back to serve the Lord.” Page 6 Samuel grew up in the temple, learning from Eli. One night, he heard a voice calling, “Samuel! Samuel!” He thought Eli was calling him, but Eli said, “I did not call you. Go back to sleep.” Page 7 The voice called again, and again Samuel ran to Eli. But Eli realized it was God speaking to Samuel! He told Samuel, “Say, ‘Speak, Lord, for Your servant is listening.’” Page 8 Samuel listened, and God spoke to him. From that night on, Samuel became a great prophet, guiding Israel and teaching them to follow God. Page 9 Hannah’s faith and promise led to Samuel becoming one of the greatest leaders of Israel. And through it all, she was thankful, knowing that God had answered her prayer. Page 10 “For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me my request.” – 1 Samuel 1:27

Harper, Bennet, and their friend Millie embark on a quest to understand disabilities. Millie, in a wheelchair with a feeding tube, guides them through challenges and resilience. Inspired, they create an educational book exploring disability studies, inclusivity, and health. Their book sparks conversations and acceptance in the community. It's more than a story; it's a catalyst for change, inspiring diversity, empathy, and inclusivity. Join their transformative journey to embrace differences.

In a small German town, Luzia spoke Hornjoserbšćina (Upper Sorbian) and loved her culture. She greeted her family, "Dobre rano, mama! Dobre rano, tato!" and enjoyed lužiski koláč (Lusatian cake) for breakfast. Luzia felt proud in her traditional kroj (costume) but sad when her friends didn’t understand her language. At school, her teacher, Pani Novak, taught in German. Luzia tried teaching Upper Sorbian to her classmates but found it challenging. After school, she played in the luga (meadow), singing Sorbian songs. At home, she helped her babka make knedliki (dumplings) and listened to her děda's tales. She whispered "Dobru noc, swět" (Good night, world) each night, dreaming of preserving her culture. One favorite poem was "Serbska Róža" (The Sorbian Rose). Luzia hoped for a future where everyone knew her language. As long as she spoke Upper Sorbian, it would live on.

**The Blue Eyes** Lena liked the café for its quiet predictability—familiar faces, muted conversations, and the hum of rain on the windows. It was her refuge, a place where no one expected anything of her. That’s when she noticed him. He sat by the window, ordinary in every way except for his eyes—blue, startlingly vivid, like they saw through her. When he glanced her way, Lena quickly looked down, her heart unexpectedly quickening. Moments later, she heard his voice. “Is this seat taken?” Startled, she stammered, “No, go ahead.” He sat across from her, casual but assured. “I’m Michael,” he said, his gaze steady. “Lena.” Their conversation began awkwardly but quickly fell into an easy rhythm. They talked about books, the rain, nothing extraordinary—yet everything about it felt significant. His presence was magnetic, his words strangely familiar, as though they were picking up a thread they’d left unfinished. --- Michael started appearing more often, each visit deepening their bond. He knew little details about her—how she always ordered her coffee black, how she twisted her ring when nervous. “You notice a lot,” Lena said one day, half-joking. He smiled, almost apologetic. “I don’t mean to. It’s just... you feel familiar. Like I’ve known you before.” Lena’s chest tightened. She felt it too—that inexplicable pull, as if their lives had crossed in ways neither could explain. But she didn’t ask what he meant. Some feelings were too fragile to question. --- Then one day, he disappeared. Lena waited, watching the door every afternoon, her heart sinking when he didn’t come. She texted him, but there was no reply. Days turned into weeks. She went to the café out of habit, but the empty chair across from her was impossible to ignore. He was gone. Sitting by the window one rainy evening, she let the memory settle in her chest like a bittersweet ache.

A school cafeteria filled with children eating. Robin looks at his empty hands, confused, while his friends sit with their lunchboxes. The title The Mysterious Missing Lunchbox is written in bold.

Benjamin Bloom cre­ated a learning process conce­pt. Students fully grasp ideas with good teaching. In mastery learning, each stude­nt learns at their own speed. They understand one skill be­fore the next. This le­ts students study in ways that suit them best. Maste­ring concepts completely he­lps retain knowledge be­tter. Building skills builds confidence in improving abilitie­s over time. Learning happe­ns in short, medium or long complex sente­nces interchangeably. This approach te­aches students at their own pe­rsonal speed and leve­l of understanding. Students gain comprehe­nsive subject mastery be­fore advancing to new content. The personalized pace­ allows learning styles and abilities to flourish fully. something that demonstrates that theory in action.

1.Lily, a 13-year-old girl, is secretly in love with a classmate. 2. Lily's friends are in love with another boy. 3.Girls write love messages in class. 4.Lily meets a boy and first love and kiss occur

1) 7 year old boy takes a trip to jos with his mum 2) In the plane, he has to poo while the seat belts are on. The hostess refuses him 3) His mum buys a lot of food from Jos for them to take back home. 4) It was his first time flying in a plane.

A little boy and a girl named Ahaan and Ayisha are playing outside their house. Their mom calls them for eating lunch. They get into the house and wash their hands, face and foot before getting into the table. They both sat on the table and started eating their food. Ahaan said "Bismillah" (In the Name of God ) before eating his first bite, but ayisha forget to say bismillah. Ahaan reminds ayisha that "we have to remember allah before starting anything ". And then mom said its okay ! if you forget to say bismillah you can say " Bismillahi awwalahu va aakhirahu " (I begin with the Name of God at the beginning and at the end) then you can continue eating. So Ayisha tells "Bismillahi awwalahu va aakhirahu " and continues eating. After finishing their lunch both said "Alhamdhullilah" ( Every praise is to God ) and went for playing.

Antia with a Big suitcase full of books at the beach

Once upon a time in a sunny little town, there was a small boy named Freddy who loved baseball more than anything! Even though he was tiny and not very strong, his heart was as big as the baseball field. He admired Barry Bomber, a famous player who won many games with his spectacular hits. Johnny tried out for the little league team but it didn't go well; every swing he took missed the ball and some of the other kids laughed at him. Instead of playing on the field, the kind coach asked Johnny to help manage the team. Freddy accepted with a smile because he still got to be near baseball. The season was exciting and went by quickly until one special game: The Championship! Sadly during this important match, Brock, the star player got hurt and couldn't continue. To everyone's surprise, Coach asked Johnny to take Brock's place. Nervous yet excited, Johnny put on his helmet and picked up the bat. When it seemed like all hope was lost with two runs down in their final inning, something magical happened. It was Johnny's turn to bat and BOOM! With a surprising swing of his little arms, he hit a grand slam home run! Everyone cheered wildly as they lifted Johnny onto their shoulders celebrating their unexpected win thanks to our tiny hero's great effort.

A young girl moving to a new school

1. Max, a curious rabbit from Berlin, dreamed of exploring the world. 2. His parents wave goodbye to their son max. 3. In Berlin, he met Fritzi, the honest owl. 4. One day, Max found a wallet full of money and IDs in the park. 5. Remembering Fritzi's words, he decided to return the wallet. 7. He found the owner's address and knocked on the door. 8. The relieved male thanked Max with a generous gift for his honesty.

I’m Apple, and I’m a bunny. This is my cozy little home! I really love it here! But being part of the Apple family can be tough sometimes. We’ve planted so many fruits and veggies! Oh no! The crows keep swooping down, stealing our hard work! When the villagers blame us for the food shortage, it makes me sad that there’s nothing left to eat! It feels like we’re always on the menu! People think we’re the Apple family because we love apples, but it’s really because we have a huge apple farm. Life is hard when every-bunny is fighting all the time. It’s like a constant game of hide and seek! Then one day, a red fox named Flower came to our village. Some animals were curious, but some bunnies were scared. I was nervous too and wondered why she was being so nice. I wanted to say hi, but I just couldn’t because I was too shy. It felt like my heart was doing a little pitter-patter. Flower started helping us out, working side by side and showing us how to farm better. She helped us grow our fruits and veggies really well! She told tail-wagging tales about her adventures and how she learned different ways to plant seeds. I started to feel more comfortable around her as I listened. One day, while we were planting together, I noticed that Flower struggled to reach a high branch. Gathering my courage, I hopped over to her. “Do you want me to help?” I squeaked, my heart racing like a hare. She looked surprised but smiled back at me. “That would be great, Apple!” I felt a thrill inside when she said my name! I helped her reach the branch, and we laughed together as we worked. It was the first time I’d really spoken to her, and it made me realize that talking to new friends wasn’t so scary. Who knew making friends could be so paws-itively delightful? As days went by, Flower and I grew closer. I learned she had a big heart and wanted to help our village. Together, we found ways to scare away the crows with shiny distractions. Talk about a sparkly strategy!

A half black, half white toddler girl named Capri suffers from plagiocephaly, where she has a head that's not as round as it should be. Her parents decide to get her a cranial band, or helmet, to help "fix her flat." People are not well educated on why babies and toddlers need cranial helmets and this makes people feel insecure about cranial helmets. Capri shows adults that her cranial helmet makes her a superhero, and this gives her and the adults more confidence.

Di sebuah kampung kecil, tinggal seorang budak bernama Amin yang sangat suka makan roti canai. Setiap pagi, dia akan pergi ke warung Pak Hassan untuk membeli roti canai kegemarannya. Suatu hari, ketika Amin sedang menikmati roti canai di bangku warung, seekor kucing kurus berwarna putih datang menghampiri. Kucing itu memandang Amin dengan mata yang sayu. Amin tersenyum dan berkata, "Kamu lapar, ya?" Dia lalu mengoyakkan sedikit roti canainya dan memberikannya kepada kucing itu. Kucing itu makan dengan lahap dan menggeselkan badannya pada kaki Amin sebagai tanda terima kasih. Hari demi hari, kucing itu selalu menunggu Amin di warung. Mereka menjadi sahabat baik. Namun, suatu hari, Amin tidak muncul seperti biasa. Kucing itu kelihatan gelisah. Dengan naluri yang tajam, kucing itu berlari ke rumah Amin. Di sana, dia melihat Amin terbaring di atas katil dengan muka yang pucat. Ibu Amin memberitahu bahawa Amin demam. Kucing itu tidak berputus asa. Ia segera berlari ke warung Pak Hassan dan mengiau kuat di hadapan kedai. Pak Hassan yang mengenali kucing itu segera faham bahawa sesuatu telah berlaku. Dia mengambil sedikit bubur dan pergi ke rumah Amin. Dengan kasih sayang dan penjagaan ibunya serta bantuan Pak Hassan, Amin sembuh beberapa hari kemudian. Dia sangat terharu melihat kucing kesayangannya berada di sisi sepanjang dia sakit. Sejak hari itu, Amin bukan sahaja memberi makan kepada kucing itu, tetapi juga menjaganya sebagai haiwan peliharaan. Mereka menjadi sahabat sejati, saling menjaga antara satu sama lain.

This book is dedicated to the sweetest woman placed here on this earth My dearest Mother In your later years, Alzheimer’s took away your memories but our love never wavered Zora and her grandmother have a lovely day enjoying each other.