Writings

Christmas is slowly approaching, and I would like to highlight the person I am the most grateful for. This specific person is no other than my mother. She truly means the world to me, because I have an unexplainable bond with her. The more I started growing up, the more I realized how important it is to have a supportive mother in my life, who is a built-in best friend too! I believe that she is the strongest person I know, with the biggest heart ever. Every time something is

Dear Grandma,             You are probably wondering why I am writing this letter, under the candle light, three days before Christmas Eve. I felt I had to write this letter, even though you are no longer here, so that I could somehow tell you all that is in my heart. I truly miss you, Grandma, and not only now, but in every single moment of my life.             You were the rock of our family, and I’m afraid that without that rock, the wall will crumble, because from now on,

Dear Angel,   I would like to tell you how we are waiting for you. I wish for a very beautiful Christmas. We made Advent calendars, one containing sweets, and the other containing stories. We read Christmas tales each evening while we drink tea. We have an Advent wreath and that is made of 4 candles. We light one candle every Sunday. We participate at Christmas markets and we collect money to help poor children. I sing in the choir and we sing Christmas carols. We always bake

It was a gloomy day on the last day of school before winter vacation the teacher said that we would be watching a movie at class after school hours. The whole class was excited, but one particular kid was just as grumpy as ever. Ákos was timid and unhappy, since the day we had met him in first grade. For some reason he lost his Christmas spirit and hated the holiday.       After that, we went home to put down our backpacks and bring hot chocolate and all kinds of snack for th

The spirit of Christmas came early for the students of the 12th grade, by the start of December the classroom had been adorned by a magnificent Christmas tree, alongside other festive decorations, capturing the notions last felt at the age where one still believed in Santa. However, all was not in fact perfect; the sentiment of the approaching holiday could not reconcile with the stress of the upcoming county-level mock Baccalaureate Exam, this phenomenon had completely ruine

It was a very nice white evening. I had a shower and I went to bed. I was happy and I couldn't wait because Santa Claus was coming that night. I fell asleep quickly.             But... At 2:00 I heard some noise and I woke up. Someone was in my room. “Who are you? And where are you?” I asked. “Here I am, but please, chill.  I'm just a little elf and I want to invite you to a Christmas party. Would you like to come? I heard in the dark.” “Yes, sure!” “Ok. Come with me. - and t

”What are you doing here?!” said the man, his voice bellowing angrily. ”How did you get in here? Who are you? When did you get in here? Why did you come here? Who sent you?” These questions hit Johnan like a freight train, knocking the remaining consciousness out of him, leaving the man's questions unanswered.             As he woke up, he looked around in horror to realize that he had been locked into a terrifyingly small cell with dim lighting and moldy walls in a creepy, u

It was a windy morning. Snowflakes flew in each direction. Each building, each tree was covered in a dense layer of snow. As the snow was falling slowly, each kid went to school. Some were hurrying, some were walking slowly. As each student arrived to school and they occupied their usual place in the class, they all noticed something rather unusual about their classroom. The kids set up a Christmas tree prior to the holiday season. They decorated it accordingly, with everyone

Did you know that a study shows that spending money on your friends can actually boost happiness and lifespan? Dear friends, I wish you a long and happy life. What is a better time of the year to fix your mood than Christmas. It's the time when you can just let go, and focus on yourself and your relationships, contemplate your love and show it, so others can blast it back on you. I consider myself lucky to have all these amazing relationships, so dear friends, I wish you a lo

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, But not solely because of the lights I witness, And not just thanks to the music’s sweetness, It’s much, much more than that. The magic is not a wrapped-up gift, Nor the playful, white weather’s drift, Nor the feasts that give us all a lift, It’s much, much more than that. Christmas could never be Christmas Without the quiet magic made By none other than each cheerful family, Since this creates the true holiday harmony Therefore, I

Monday morning, 8am. Patiently anticipating in the schoolyard  to light one more candle than before.  Eagerly counting down for Christmas in the classroom, Like our life would completely change  when the countdown hits zero.   Nothing will in fact change.    However, a cozy Christmas & a happy New Years Eve are closing in on us. Santa from the North Pole, Angels from the skies and 2026 by every ticking second.    Because of our pure, childish anticipation,  When the fourth ca

What could be better at 7:30 in the morning than decorating the classroom? Christmas music echoing, creeping out into the hall, through every crack and closed door for everyone else to hear, for them to understand that December has finally come.  Decorations running from hand to hand, the most capable ones to transform the boring, too white walls into snow, reflecting the yellow of the warm bulbs. Team play, that is all it takes. One stepping on a chair to reach the door fram

Christmas is coming and I am very thankful. For you, for all the memories, laughter and joy. You made my school year special and better. God knew that I needed someone, and He gave me the gift.  It was you. When I’m not in my best mood, You always do something that makes me laugh with tears. That’s why we have inside jokes. Nobody understands them, like we do, And that’s why everybody thinks we are some weirdos.  We are, but I’m better at being one than you. Varga Antónia X

Body melting with every touch, My skin still tingling from any nudge. The place your hand was, still alive, Unforgettable with space and time.   Better and sweeter than honey, I always thought of you as funny.   But, as tables turned, scorching hot, My calm now broken, it could not Stop the pain you had left behind By me not getting you off my mind.   As I awake from my slumber, No trace left behind, only wonder. Fülöp Csenge XII. H

Water flowing. Cold and pure green. Fish in the water as many as Stars on the sky.   Flowers and plants like planets From the solar system, With a deep connection between them. A relationship.   As plants exist on the water, As stars sit on the sky, Making a connection, Which will last till the end of the world.   The Danube is the home for many animals. Birds, bugs and fish. A home for them is like a home for us. But for us home can be a place or a person,   Our Home can be

Should I wait patiently? Or rather just bail effortlessly? If only I hadn't waited so much... But was your heart even touched?   Are you aware of the pain That hinders my soul from running away? The cadence of your voice caressed my veins But will I ever feel the same way?   Without you my soul is vanished, In my deepest thoughts you're still cherished. If only I had one more chance to see Your sprakling, radiant eyes, my prince...   Eventually, the bells chimed, Black flags

As the quiet nestled into the village, Johnan lay on a strange bed. His mind was blurry, as if he had arrived while sleepwalking. This trait of his was extremely frowned upon in his little community, so he always rushed to erase all traces of it when it happened.               So his fear was explainable, especially that he didn't have any idea of where he was lying. As he was starting to look around a bit, he began to notice some similarities with the brand new building he h

Before I can even think, a man in a black suit and shiny shoes grabs my wrist. His hair is slicked back, and he wears spotless white gloves. He really looks like a penguin. He pulls me to the entrance and opens it with a dramatic gesture. Inside, it is completely dark — there is absolutely no sign of the big show I imagine. He gives me a polite look and says: “After you, sir.” Feeling proud, I lift my head and step into the circus. I feel powerful, as if I have reached the to

There are days when I wake up and the world already feels too loud. Even the light from the window seems to ask for more than I can give.    Still, something small keeps me standing. Maybe it’s hope, maybe it’s habit. Or maybe it’s just the thought that tomorrow could act softer than today.   The days go fast, then slow again, My dreams are near but so far away, I walk, I fall, I stand up once more, And wipe away my tear. And even when I feel like I’m fading, I know I’m still

Now and then I find myself glancing at the time, Thinking about the passing of it since it’s worth about a dime. Sometimes it can be very slow-going and bitter as a lime, So controversial and bipolar that it makes me want to rhyme. Throughout the week, the endless hours of learning seem so boring, Sometimes I look up at the time, and I’m like “It’s not even moving!”. However, I find myself on Friday questioning myself, “What am I doing?”, What am I doing wrong, that the exten