Grade 8,2003

I’m a Brick in the Wall

The wall has a lot of bricks, like the world consists of many people. Everyone is different and unusual, but some of the people can’t understand it, so I think all people have to aim to be not like others, because if they don’t, the world will be dark and uninteresting. If the wall is gray, I won’t be a gray brick, because I want to be a person, to be not the same like everybody, I want to be more clever, better at sport, dancing or English than others. I would like to have something that only I have.

I want to be a human, that is needed by people, and I want to make something useful for others like the wall consisting of many bricks, and if it doesn’t have one, it will be defective. So, I want to be a person, that is not like everybody, that does something unusual and interesting, I want to be a yellow brick in the gray wall.

Grade 9, 2003

Kateryna medvedeva a Story of My Childhood

CHILDHOOD – it’s the best memory for all life. Childhood – it’s unforgettable time in our lives. In Childhood we began to understand the world and the life in this world. When we are children we don’t have any problems, we only sleep, eat, play with toys and sleep again. When we are children is the best time for us and our parents. In Childhood we all had child’s habits. As for me, I had many child’s habits. Every morning I woke up and used to go to the night pot. When I was five month I used to eat from the bottle with baby’s dummy. When I was two I used to drive in a carriage. When I was a child I used to forwent little cats. When I was for I used to gnaw nails and mum always shouted at me. When I was a child I used to speak with my toys, I believed that they understood me. Also I used to sleep a lot and sometimes I used to cry, when I had very bad mood. So, I try to tell you about my Childhood and my past habits. But now I miss these habits. Up to this time I didn’t believe, that my carefree Childhood almost finishes. But... When I was a little I dreamt to be a teenager. How quickly the years run...

Grade 8, 2003

My Nationality. Is It Important for Me?

Hi! It’s me again. In this article I want to tell you about my nationality and my opinion of that. At the last lesson of English we spoke about our nationalities. I think, it was a very interesting and useful lesson.

As for my origin, I’m Ukrainian. But I spoke to my parents and they said that I’m of mixed nationality. Why? Because all my mother’s forefathers were Byelorussians and my mum is too. And all my father’s forefathers were Ukrainians. Before our English lesson I thought that only I have mixed blood. But after the lesson I knew that all my classmates are of mixed nationality. I was very surprised! For example, my classmate Illia has German, Polish, Russian bloods. Serhiy’s forefathers were Polish, Tatars, Uzbeks, and Jewish. But for me it doesn’t matter what nationality my friends are. I know them for a long time. Some students said that other nationalities, for example Russians, are more friendly, polite and honest. But it depends on people, not on what nationality you are.

As for me, I’m not a patriot of my country, but I can’t say that I don’t like Ukraine and my nationality. My origin and my nationality aren’t important for me.

In general, it isn’t important what your nationality is; it’s important who you are as a person.

Grade 9, 2003