One morning, I opened my desk and found a bright, glowing book that I had never seen before. As soon as my fingers touched the cover, I felt a little spark of energy. I realized this wasn't a normal school book; it was a real magic book made just for me. When I whispered a question to it, the pages started to turn all by themselves until they landed on the perfect answer.
Whenever I felt bored, the book would show me moving pictures of deep oceans or far-off planets. If I had a tricky math problem to solve, the numbers would dance around the page and turn into a fun game.
I kept the magic book in my backpack, and it felt like having a best friend with me all day long. It didn't need any charger, just my imagination to make it work. Every time I opened it, a new adventure began right there at my desk. My magic book turned every day into a surprise, and I knew that with it in my hands, I could learn how to do anything in the world.
Ayaan Sadagar
Class 5
Dayanand House
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