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A School Science Fair
It was a special day in September at our school. Everyone was excited because it was time for the annual science fair. My class had been working hard for weeks, and I decided to make a project about inventions. "This will be fun!" I told my dad, who helped me build a model of a famous invention—a bicycle with lights.
The day of the fair was sunny, but it got a little wet during the morning because of a quick rain. "Don’t worry about it," said my teacher, Miss Lee. "Let’s set up in the yard." My friends and I carried our projects outside, where there were tables under the trees. The yard looked cool with all the colorful displays.
My best friend, Sam, made a project about geography. He showed a map of snowy mountains and explained how they form. "I believe this is interesting," he said, and I agreed. Another pupil, Lily, brought her pet bird in a cage. "It’s not dangerous," she promised, "but it might catch a cold if it’s too cold."
During the fair, we saw other projects too. One group made a film about animals at the zoo, like foxes and birds. Another group discussed how to repair old televisions. "Look at this blackboard," said Mr. Brown, our science teacher. "It shows all the marks from last year’s fair." I checked the list and saw that our class had won second place last time.
At lunchtime, we went to the school restaurant. They served apple pie and cake, which made everyone laugh and enjoy the break. "This is better than studying in the lab," said my grandparent, who came to watch. "I used to teach science, you know."
After lunch, we continued. I knocked on the door of the office to ask for more erasers for my display. "Sure," said the secretary, handing me a purple one. "But don’t forget to show your project on time!" I replied, "Thank you," and ran back.
One boy failed to finish his project about music, but he wasn’t angry. "I’ll do better next time," he said quietly. His dad helped him fix it, and soon it was ready. Another girl showed a football she invented that lights up. "It’s too dangerous to kick in the dark," she explained, "but it’s a pleasure to watch."
In the afternoon, the principal came to see our work. "Whose project is this?" he asked, pointing to a model of a spaceship. "It’s mine!" said Tom, who lives on my street. He spent hours building it, although he almost forgot to bring it to school.
The fair ended with a show on the television in the hall. They played a video of all the projects, and everyone clapped. "I’m proud of you," my dad said. "You worked hard." I smiled, feeling happy. The fair was a holiday from regular classes, and it taught us about science, teamwork, and fun.
Later, we cleaned up. I washed my hands and put away my coat and purse. "Let’s check the results," said Sam. We found out that my invention won sixth place, and Lily’s bird project came in nineteenth out of thirty. "Not bad!" I said.
As we left, I thought about how much I learned. Science isn’t just about books—it’s about creativity, like making something new or trading ideas with friends. "Next year, let’s make something even better," I told Sam. "Right!" he answered, and we both laughed.