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Hoppy the Bunny organizes an Easter egg hunt in the forest. Children join the fun as they search for colorful eggs and learn about the tradition of Easter with Hoppy.

Zawardi 4 feet, 50 pounds brown , round face boy. Zawardi enjoys spending time at grandma Beulah's house. Zawardi visit grandma Beulah some weekends and holidays. He especially loves Christmas at grandma Beulah's house because it is his birthday and their is always a party for him. Christmas and birthday in one. Zawardi thinks gradma Beulah is the best. He water the flowers with his little watering can. He plants pineapple with grandma Beulah. He plays with Twinkle the ginger cat. He helps grandma Beulah to rake the leaves He helps grandma Beulah vacuum the rugs.

This story is about a boy named Jakobe, who is autistic, behavior in school. Jakobe is having trouble making friends. which sometimes hurts his feelings which causes him to misbehave. He likes to play in the bathroom and not listen to the teacher. once he makes friends he learn to behave and participate in classroom activities

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I was born in this historically and culturally rich hometown of Lung Yeuk Tau, but I grew up abroad. Every time I return here, it feels like stepping into a world where time has reversed. Every brick and tile here tells a story of the past. The old walled village, situated on the mountainside, stands with its majestic blue brick walls, seemingly narrating tales of repelling pirates. The steps in front of the village gate are cleverly designed as a defensive position, making it difficult for enemies to attack. The small holes and high platforms on the walls were used to monitor outside movements, ensuring the villagers' safety. Such intelligent architectural designs leave me in awe of my ancestors' wisdom. Passing through the ancient gate, I see orderly houses with winding paths paved with blue stones. Not far away, the grand ancestral hall—Song Ling Tang Gong Hall—showcases our family's long history. The exquisite wood carvings and murals inside the hall reflect our family’s glory and traditions. Beside the ancestral hall stands the Tin Hau Temple, with its red walls and yellow tiles radiating a sacred atmosphere. The ancient bronze bell inside tells of countless pious wishes, as if feeling the divine protection. The surrounding statues of the Earth God and the Goddess of Heaven further immerse me in the rich local beliefs. When I step into other walled villages like Dong Ge and Wing Ning, I can still sense the vigor of their long history. Although many walls are now damaged, I can still imagine the tense scenes of repelling pirates. The altars and other structures make me feel the sincere hopes of my ancestors for wealth and success. As I stroll through this culturally rich land, I can almost feel the footsteps of my ancestors and the vitality of this home. No matter where I go, my roots will always be here—in Lung Yeuk Tau.

Zeta and Nova, two young travelers from distant galaxies, were on a mission to explore the universe and learn from the planets they visited. One day, their spaceship, received a distress signal from a forgotten world—Aurorio. The message was weak, barely decipherable, but one thing was clear: Aurorio was dying. As they descended onto the barren planet, a thick layer of dust covered the ground, and the once-thriving cities were nothing more than crumbling ruins. The rivers had dried up, the forests had turned to ash, and the air was heavy with silence. There was no sign of life—except for a mysterious flickering light. The light grew brighter, and suddenly, a hologram of a woman appeared before them. She was dressed in a long, flowing lab coat with glowing symbols of knowledge embedded on it. Her face, though translucent, held wisdom and sadness. You have to create a story with visuals in which the three of them have to apply the No Poverty Goal for Sustainable Development in order to save planet Aurorio from poverty

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Nia the little fox ran through the trees, Chasing the wind and the cool night breeze. Up in the sky, so soft and light, A feather danced like a bird in flight. "Wait for me!" Nia called with cheer, The feather swayed, then floated near. It twirled and spun, a glowing white, Shining softly in the moon’s dim light. "Where are you going?" Nia did say, The feather whispered, "To dreamland’s bay." "Can I come too?" the fox asked tight, The feather nodded, "Close your eyes tonight." So Nia curled up, warm and tight, Dreaming of feathers taking flight. Drifting high, so free and bright, Into the land of stars and light. Goodnight, Nia. Goodnight, dreams. Sleep in peace by moonlit beams.

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She moves through places time forgot, Where iron bleeds and hinges rot. Most would turn and walk away, But love, you choose to stay. You run your hands along the rust, Not with disdain, but quiet trust. You do not flinch, you do not fear— You know that beauty lingers here. A broken chain, a weathered nail, A lock long lost to rain and hail— You lift them up, you see their worth, You press them back into the earth. And love, I watch—I always do, Not just the work, but all of you. How in your touch, the wreckage glows, How even ruin somehow knows. That rust is not the end of things, But proof of all the time they’ve seen. That love is not untouched, unscarred, But something worn, yet standing hard. So if I break, if I erode, If time should wear me to the bone— I know with you, I won’t decay,