Day 4 Writing Homework

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Write a narrative that explores different characters experiencing something at the library. Ensure that you use the 5 narrative moves for multiple POV writing. ( 400 words)

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  1. Lawand Brimo

    It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon, and the Maplewood Library was quietly busy. The atmosphere was made up of the pungent odour of aged books and the silent sound of soft footsteps on the carpet. All of them were in their own little universe, flipping pages, clacking away on the keyboard, or speaking softly to someone. The rain tapped rhythmically against the outside windows, but inside, time seemed to be moving more slowly. The library was not a collection of buildings, stacked with books. It was the place where people went to think, to dream, and sometimes just to catch their breath.

    A seventh-grader named Jasmine sat cross-legged in the corner with a fantasy novel. She was up to Dragonfire Quest and couldn’t believe the surprise that had just taken place. “No way,” she whispered, wide-eyed. For Jasmine, the library was a refuge from noisy siblings and boring chores. Mr Patel, the librarian, was shelving books just a few shelves away from the history shelves and noticed Jasmine’s reaction. He smiled to himself, remembering the way stories had gripped him in the same way as a child. Leo, a high-school student, sat at one of the computers, frantically typing. He had a science fair project due tomorrow and hadn’t started it until today. Why had he waited so long?” he growled, glancing at the clock. Two hours till closing time only.

    The library was a last resort. Grandma Ruth sat reading a picture book to her granddaughter in the children’s room. Her voice was warm and soothing, and the little girl giggled at the silly doodles. Ruth had been going to Maplewood Library since she was a child. Now she was paying it forward. Jasmine daydreamed about one day writing her own book, maybe something about dragons and secret maps. Mr Patel wondered if he would start a child’s writing club similar to Jasmine’s. Leo promised never to put things off again, although he probably would.

    Ruth was grateful for peaceful places like this where stories were shared from generation to generation. As Jasmine was getting up to leave, she collided with Leo. “Sorry,” she said. “It’s fine,” Leo replied, massaging his forehead. “You read a lot of fantasy?” Jasmine nodded. “Yes. You?” “No, I prefer science.

    But I think dragons are nice.” They smiled and went their separate ways, both a bit less lonely. Mr Patel watched the exchange and jotted down to put up a notice for a teen book club. Perhaps something good would come of today after all. It had previously rained. It ceased now. The individuals folded their things and departed. Mr Patel turned off the light and locked the door. The books inside rested in quiet, expecting tomorrow’s audience. Each of them had a reason to come to the library, but it seemed to bring them together.

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  3. Sehej Dhillon

    The Unknown That Is Now Known: World of Stories

    The library smelled like old books and lemon polish. The air was quiet, but it felt full of secrets. I walked in with Mira, my best friend, who said the library was her favourite place in the world. “It’s like stepping into a hundred different lives,” she told me. I didn’t really get it, but I came anyway. I needed a break from thinking about Mum’s journals in the attic. They were full of strange notes and stories, and I was too scared to read them.

    We found the reading corner near the poetry shelves. The chairs were soft and squishy, and the carpet was warm under our feet. Mira grabbed a fantasy book about a girl who found a magic door. I picked up a book called The Secret Keeper. It was about a girl who found out her mum had been hiding something big. That made my stomach twist. I thought about Dad never talking about Mum’s writing. I thought about how I wanted to know the truth, but I was afraid it would hurt.

    Mr. Lin, the librarian, walked past us slowly. He was old and kind, and he always seemed to know what book people needed. He placed another book on the table between us and smiled. “For the brave ones,” he said quietly. Mira looked at the cover and nodded. “Looks like it’s your turn,” she whispered. I opened the book slowly. The pages smelled like dust and time. The story was sad but strong. It felt like it was speaking right to me.

    I looked at Mira. “Do you ever feel like you’re full of questions?” I asked. She nodded. “All the time. But stories help me feel less lost.” Her voice was soft, and her eyes were kind. She reached out and touched my hand for a second. It made me feel safe, like I wasn’t alone. I didn’t say anything, but I smiled. That moment felt like a secret we both understood.

    The library didn’t feel scary anymore. It felt like a place where people could find answers, even if they were hard. Mira, Mr. Lin, and I were like a little team of explorers. The unknown wasn’t so scary now. It was just a story waiting to be read—and I was finally ready to turn the page.

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  5. Isaac Yim

    The Encounter in the Library
    Today was just an average and lame day once again for Jim. Jim was in his fifties when he served as librarian for ten years at Awesome High School and is used to the same boring routine again and again. Scan, return, repeat. He could barely open his eyes some days due to barely having anything to do and just sitting at the counter alone. Barely anyone visits the library these days which always makes him question why he does this job. Every day he looks outside the window to see children with joyful smiles as they play their pleasant games. Sometimes, he wanted to play those games too. What could you do just sitting, waiting for people to come and borrow books alone?

    On the other hand, there was Bob, who was a very content and kind-hearted 8th grade teacher, who loved to make people’s days. With his welcoming smile, he always was able to brighten his class no matter what. Learning is full of leisure and straightforward for his students, making sure everyone understands the concept. His students love and respect him, gossiping about how he is the best teacher.

    Today at Lunch break, while the students were playing, Bob needed to fetch a book from the library for next period’s history session. Like how a rich man walks into his own mansion, Bob strolled confidently into the library. His footsteps alerted Jim, who was half asleep. “Someone’s coming into the library?” he uttered to himself. He quickly widened his eyes and straightened his back. Jim squinted his eyes, looking over the desk to see who it was. From what he could see, it was a fine young man waddling around each aisle, scavenging for a book. He seemed fine and looked like he didn’t need help. Jim sighed and rested back in his chair, waiting for him to come up like any normal person, borrow the book, and leave.

    After a significant amount of time and digging through aisles, he found the perfect book which was just what he needed. He swept away the dust of the book with his hand and proudly headed to the counter. “May I borrow this book please?” he asked politely. His smile stretched from ear to ear. Without a word, Jim took it to scan it. “So how’s your day going? Bob questioned Jim while he was scanning. “Alright I guess…” Bob decided to have a conversation with him. “What’s your favourite food? How does it feel being a librarian? Do you like your job?” Although Jim thought it was annoying at the start, he started to enjoy it later on. No one had really talked to him like this. It made him feel valued. In the end, they were both waving bye to each other happily. Bob had changed Jim. From now on, Jim wasn’t just your average and lame librarian, he was an energetic and fun one. People started to love him for this new personality. Bob and Jim became the best of friends after the encounter and always cared for each other no matter what.

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  7. Kyle Hui

    The new local library was a piece of art, shaped like no other, standing tall and proud in the middle of our town. Its glass walls glimmered in the morning sun, and its curved roof looked almost like the pages of a book unfolding to the sky. On a sunny Sunday morning, I woke up early 6:30 a.m. to be precise. I ate breakfast quickly, hardly tasting my toast and juice, because excitement buzzing out of my chest. Today was the grand opening.

    As I walked down the library I saw all of my lovely neighbours walking down too. No matter your age everyone was going. On my way I saw some of my friends, Remy and Miller, all we could talk about was how is the new library? If you didn’t know a new mayor got elected one month ago which was amazing since he was the best mayor we had in years! He spent his own pocket money for us even though he did not need to.

    As we arrived at the library, we could see the enormous crowd waiting and chattering outside of the library. The mayor was at the back getting ready to present his speech and cut the red ribbon. So, while we waited, we decided to play a game of tag. At first it was just the three of us then a kid called Arthur came up and asked us if he could play with us. We said yes joy and elation and a standing ovation. From there we quickly became friends and we got each other’s phone numbers, as we were about to start round two an indistinguishable voice came through the loudspeakers. It was mayor Smith. She just talked about something along the lines of it was a great pleasure to open the new town library, then the crowd went wild.

    We decided to go back home and wait for the crowd to settle and leave. Whist we waited we played Valorant at Remy’s house till three in the afternoon then we decided to head out as a group. When we arrived almost everyone had left so it was peaceful and quiet. Inside the four story library it looked futuristic with parts of it made from aerogel and tubes made from carbon nanotubes. This was an amazing library. With the first floor with study books and areas, second floor for kids, third floor for adults and last but not least an area for movies and films. We all were so shocked that I think we could have fainted there were AI robots and everything else was also electronic. Without an effort we all were all soaked up in our own little fantasy land.

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