Welcome to BantaaKids, the section dedicated to the creative work of the youngest writers among us.
This series will predominantly feature short stories written by ESL (English as a Second Language) students from J.S.Worth’s creative writing classes back in the real world, where he works as an English teacher in China.
These classes begin with a writing prompt (featured below) to which the students plan, draft, and then produce a final copy all in the space of 2 hours.
We hope you enjoy reading their fantastic work and can appreciate the level of dedication these young writers have put into their studies, especially given how challenging it is to learn a second language.
Prompt: Write a prequel to the fairy tale ‘The Frog Prince’.
(note: minor corrections have been made)
The Wicked Curse
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful place with numerous flowers and streams running down from the hills. It was the kingdom of peace. Everybody lived happily there for generations.
The prince of this kingdom was called Ron. He was a good and polite little fellow who was only aged nine. He was playful and curious about everything around him in this enormous world like every child was. He was an ordinary, fine kid to most parents, but this, actually, is the beginning of the story of how he was cursed.
One warm autumn afternoon, when Ron was wandering around in the gorgeous palace, he found nothing to do. The castle was huge enough for most princes and princesses, but not for him – he had opened 315 doors in the castle, found 57 coins fallen on the ground and gotten 98 keys to open the doors. Every corner of this castle he had been to.
Suddenly, he thought of going outside. With a hesitation, he opened the door. He knew his father wouldn’t allow him to, but at last, his curiosity won. He had never heard any better music than the bird’s songs. He had never seen any prettier scenery than the flowers and mountains.
A cranky old woman walked towards him. He wanted to scream but he held his breath.
“Boy, go back to your castle instantly!”
“Why, I wanted to enjoy these scenes!”
“No arguments, do it at once!”
Ron made a commotion and didn’t care about her.
“Well boy, there is a disaster coming. Go back immediately.”
Ron ignored her. “I don’t believe such things.”
“Well, fine, you bumbling boy. Now here’s my specialty.” she waved a wand and turned Ron into a frog.