An Airplane to China personal narratives Dec 08, 2020
By Michelle
 
I was about to go on an airplane to China. I was excited to go to China again since it was a great place with tall buildings and everything, but first, I had to survive the airplane. I sat at the airport, fearing the ride. While waiting, I played Terraria, trying to have...
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Announcing the EWC Essay Contest Winners! Nov 03, 2020
Congratulations to all our winners and notable mentions! Keep an eye out for their phenomenal essays to be posted on our website soon.
 
 
 
FIRST PLACE
Catherine S. (4th - 6th Grade Division)
Avanthi V. (7th - 9th Grade Division)
David H.  (10th - 12th...
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Answer: Love Myself personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Catherine S.
 
I knew I should go; I knew I should be out in the pool, practicing with everyone else at six in the morning, but my motivation was dwindling. I couldn’t bring myself to face everyone the way I was, so I instead was curled up in bed.
 
I cried. Just a...
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My First Ping Pong Experience personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Prince X.
 
When I was six, my schedule changed, and there was a big gap between my Chinese class that ended at 1:30 and my Kung Fu class that ended at 4:30 at Hua Xia Chinese School. I didn’t know what to do in the first week, so I just waited around in the cafeteria while I...
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Cooking at Home personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Julia X.
 
My first time in the kitchen was when I was seven years old. At that time, I could only watch my parents saute the cabbages, bok choy, and broccoli and smell the delicious pork belly on the hot iron pan from the living room. Occasionally, I would help my parents wash the...
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Facing My Fears at Piano Competition personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Tiffany Z.
 
Peering out of the dirty car window and into the harsh and blinding sun, I could feel the steady thrum of the car engine, so calming and different from the violent and chaotic thoughts and doubts swimming in my head.
 
Was I accidentally going to go quicker...
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Wishes personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Dorothy Z.
 
My aquamarine floatie struggles to keep me afloat as my arms and legs flail about. The smile on my face slowly grows as I go deeper and deeper into the vast turquoise waters. Raindrops bounce off the ocean surface and fill the air with an unpleasant, dank odor. The...
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The Horror of The Bee personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Anthony Z.
 
It was a lovely day in Greenville, New York. I slouched on our black, fluffy sofa and watched some funny internet videos on my phone. I wasn’t paying much attention to our small backyard brimming with delicious green pear trees. It was spring, and our pear trees...
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Mystery Girl personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Sarah S.
 
Going to school in Beijing was an unforgettable, mysterious adventure. I had a lot of fun going to school there. Laughing with friends on Saturdays, sneaking candy into class on weekdays, and working together with classmates on group projects. Now that I think about it,...
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Racing in the Rain personal narratives Aug 29, 2020
By Jeanne L.
 
I stared out the window and watched the tiny droplets of water drip down the glass. As the bus parked at Tawasentha Park, my cross country team filed out. When I stepped out of the bus, I saw my breath turn into steam in the cold air. The water immediately soaked my...
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Moving to America personal narratives Aug 28, 2020
By Steven W.
 
Beijing was one of the most heavily polluted places back in 2015. Every day, you could feel the horror of breathing in thousands of tiny particles into your lungs. My family and I had just moved to Chicago from Beijing in 2016, since it was my parent's dream to study in...
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My Not-So-Horrible-Experience at Carolina Creek Christian Camp personal narratives Aug 28, 2020
By Annie Z.
 
“Swoosh.” The car zoomed past buildings varying in sizes. I stared diligently into the distance, silently tapping my finger on the transparent window. This slightly broke the thick silence that previously drifted lazily in the atmosphere. After riding in a car...
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