Blob

Children's books written by Kim McGlynn's IB English HL: World Literature students and illustrated by Jo Adachi's Painting & Drawing students.

Children's Literature Collaboration Project

With this reminder, she walks away. Passing another kid, She hears him calling to his mother “Look a blob, Ewwww!” Just as she thought she lost her luck A ray of warm and welcoming light shines in the distance. The brightness leads her to a house. With the open door, she enters to find a party filled with BLOBS!

In class, Ms. Mirckel starts her math lesson. And Alia starts to focus on it Until… she notices a note being passed around Which broke her concentration for a bit Eventually, the note from her crush lands on her desk. She opens it unable to contain her excitement….

In awe, she stands still and looks around. Alia notices one blob that resembles her And she can not help herself but go up to them. “Excuse me?” said Alia to the big grey blob “HELLO!” said the blob in return “Welcome to the party of the century&nbsp; A tradition that’s held every 100 years!&nbsp; What brings you here?” Alia told the blob “My friends called me a blob And it seems I’m not welcome anywhere.” “What’s so wrong with being a blob?” asked the big blob. “Look around you,” it said “these blobs come from around The world just to have this party and to have a great time. What’s so wrong with that?”

Walking by the same store, where she hid. She saw rows and rows and rows of magazines, Each one filled with normal people. From their clothes to their bodies, each one the same. Her reflection in the window reminded her That she was different…..

The doors slammed behind her. She saw someone walking by, so She looked for a place to hide Away from the normal people. So she ran outside of the school, Only to find more normal people. Afraid of the staring strangers,&nbsp; She ran even further away. Down by the market, she found a quiet corner. And that is where she hid. Soon it rained, afraid of becoming sick She started to look for shelter.

Alia is shocked by the note, So she asks for a pass.&nbsp; Speedwalking to the bathroom, she locks herself in a stall She starts to wonder why this happened. Was it her lunch? No, it was the same as her friends’. Was it her clothes? No, she wears the same clothes as her classmates. So what was it?.....&nbsp;What made her different? She sighs and opens the stall,&nbsp; And goes to the sink to clean her hands. But… she noticed something different. Her.

Alia turned to see a mirror on the wall. She realized that there was nothing wrong In being a blob at all. She was surrounded by dancing blobs in&nbsp; Different sizes, colors, accents, and backgrounds. Each one embraced these differences, Lighting up in glee for themselves and others. It was at this moment that she knew, That being different was amazing!

She was no longer normal, she was a blob! This change confused her….&nbsp; Why did this happen? In fear of being seen, she ran away

One Wednesday afternoon….&nbsp; Alia sits with her friends at lunch talking about her crush. The lunch lady says it’s time to pack up, so Alia’s friends leave in a rush At the trash bins, Alia overhears her classmates. They’re talking about what a lazy blob she is She can’t help but wonder what they meant, Leaving her feeling confused and weird by their hiss

Archer Euler Prabhnoor Kaur

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