English Language Holiday Homework

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Choose and draw a picture showing a scene (e.g., a busy market, a railway station, a rainy day).

Write a story or description based on the picture (150–200 words). Give your composition a creative title

There are many examples given. You can write any story according to your choice.

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Title: “The Colorful Chaos of Market Street”

It was a bright Saturday morning when I visited Market Street, the heart of our town. The market was bursting with life—vendors shouted offers, children laughed, and people moved around like busy bees. The smell of fresh vegetables, ripe mangoes, and sizzling street food filled the air.

On one side, a fruit seller balanced bananas and guavas in a pyramid. On the other, a woman sold bangles that sparkled like rainbows. The flower stall was filled with marigolds and roses, while the fishmonger loudly called out his fresh catch of the day.

Rickshaws honked, buyers bargained, and shopkeepers smiled as they packed goods in old newspapers. I saw an old man sipping hot tea from a clay cup and a little boy chasing a balloon that had slipped away.

Despite the noise and crowd, there was a charm in the chaos—a rhythm in the rush. Every face had a story, every stall had a surprise.

As I walked home with a bag full of goodies and a heart full of joy, I realized that the market wasn’t just a place to buy things—it was a place to feel alive.

Title: “A Morning in Mango Market”

Early in the morning, I stepped into Mango Market, the busiest market in our town. The moment I entered, I was surrounded by cheerful chaos—people chatting, laughing, bargaining, and moving in all directions.

Brightly colored stalls lined the street. One had shiny red apples stacked neatly, while another was filled with green chilies and fresh coriander. The smell of spices and street food made my mouth water—someone was frying hot samosas nearby!

A tailor sat by the roadside, stitching clothes on an old sewing machine, and a toy seller showed spinning tops and whistles to excited children. Nearby, a woman sold handmade baskets while calling out, “Buy one, get one free!”

There was noise everywhere—bells ringing, people bargaining, babies crying, and hawkers shouting their best prices. But in all the rush, everyone knew where to go and what to do.

The market felt like a big family gathering—loud, colorful, and full of life. I didn’t just return home with fruits and vegetables—I returned with happy memories of the market’s magic.

Here’s a 150–200 word story based on the picture “Railway Station” with a creative title:

Title: “Voices of the Railway Station”

The sun had just risen as I arrived at the Old City Railway Station. The platform was already buzzing with life. Porters in red uniforms rushed past, pulling heavy luggage carts, while vendors shouted the names of their snacks—“Chai! Samosa! Biscuits!”

A train stood waiting, its windows lined with sleepy faces, waving hands, and children pressing their noses against the glass. A loud whistle blew, followed by the rhythmic chug-chug of a train pulling in. People quickly moved—some arriving, others saying goodbye.

I saw a little girl crying as her father boarded the train, and an old couple smiling as they welcomed their son home. A newspaper boy weaved through the crowd, calling out headlines, while birds fluttered above, resting on wires.

There was noise, movement, and emotion everywhere. Each face told a different story—of goodbyes, reunions, hopes, and journeys. The station wasn’t just a place for trains—it was a place where thousands of stories met and moved on.

As I watched the train disappear into the distance, I realized how magical a railway station truly is.

Title: “The Journey Begins Here”

It was a cloudy afternoon when I reached Sunset Junction, the town’s busiest railway station. The sound of announcements echoed through the air: “Train Number 1254 arriving on Platform 2…” People rushed in all directions—some running to catch a train, others waiting patiently with luggage piled beside them.

On one bench, a group of college students joked and clicked selfies. Near the tea stall, a mother fed biscuits to her toddler. A vendor walked along the tracks shouting, “Cold drinks! Sandwiches!” while another sold colorful magazines and toys.

As I stood near the edge of the platform, a distant rumble grew louder. The train slowly arrived, its wheels screeching against the tracks. People leaned out of the windows, looking for their loved ones. A young soldier hugged his mother tightly before boarding.

The station was full of emotions and excitement—every arrival brought joy, and every departure held a promise of return. It was more than a stop; it was the beginning of stories, dreams, and adventures.

As the train left, I smiled, knowing every station has a heartbeat of its own.

Title: “A Day at the Tracks”

It was a bright and breezy morning when I went to Greenfield Railway Station with my father. The platform was alive with hustle and bustle. Vendors were calling out, “Poha! Chai! Coffee!” while travelers stood in queues, holding their tickets tightly.

A long train stood on Platform 1, its engine gently puffing steam. People were climbing in and out of coaches, waving goodbye to loved ones. A boy peeped out of the window, wide-eyed and excited for his first train ride. A group of school children walked past, all in uniform, chattering and giggling.

Suddenly, a loud horn blew, and the train began to move. A cool breeze rushed past as the wheels turned faster and faster. Some passengers leaned out, waving, while others settled into their seats with snacks and storybooks.

Even after the train left, the station remained lively—new people arrived, announcements played, and birds flew over the tracks. Every minute brought a new moment.

The railway station wasn’t just a place for trains—it was a place full of emotions, journeys, and memories waiting to happen.

Here’s a 150–200 word story based on the picture “A Rainy Day” with a creative title:

Title: “The Magic of a Rainy Day”

It was early morning when dark clouds covered the sky. Soon, the first raindrops began to fall, tapping softly on the window. Within minutes, it became a heavy downpour. Puddles formed, trees danced in the wind, and everything smelled fresh and clean.

From my window, I saw children splashing in the water, laughing and chasing each other. Some wore colorful raincoats, while others simply got wet and enjoyed the moment. A street dog shook itself dry near the tea stall, where people gathered for hot samosas and steaming cups of tea.

In school, our teacher let us sit by the window and watch the rain. The classroom was filled with smiles and the sound of raindrops on the roof. We wrote poems about the weather and drew rainbows with crayons.

At home, I wrapped myself in a blanket, sipping warm milk and reading a storybook. The sound of rain made everything feel calm and magical.

A rainy day isn’t just about clouds—it’s a day of joy, warmth, and tiny adventures that dance in every drop.

Title: “Raindrops and Rainbow Dreams”

One morning, I woke up to the sound of soft thunder and the smell of wet earth. It was a rainy day, and the sky looked like a giant grey blanket. Soon, raindrops began tapping on the windows and bouncing off the rooftops.

I quickly wore my raincoat and stepped outside. The street was shiny and wet, with tiny rivers flowing along the sides. Kids from my neighborhood were jumping in puddles, laughing and playing with paper boats. Even the trees looked happy, swaying gently with each breeze.

At the corner, the tea seller’s stall had more people than usual, all enjoying hot tea and snacks under a plastic sheet. I saw a dog curled up near a shop, trying to stay dry. Above us, the clouds slowly began to move, and soon a beautiful rainbow appeared, stretching across the sky like magic.

Back home, I sat by the window, watching the raindrops race down the glass. Rainy days, I thought, are not gloomy—they are full of life, color, and peaceful beauty.

Title: “The Rainy Day Adventure”

It was a dull Monday morning when the sky suddenly turned dark. Soon, rain started pouring heavily. I looked outside and saw people rushing with umbrellas, trying to stay dry. Some bicycles splashed through puddles while a few children cheered, jumping in the water with joy.

Since school was closed due to the weather, my friend Riya and I decided to make the most of it. We put on our raincoats and stepped outside. The cool breeze brushed against our faces as we floated paper boats down the little streams formed by the rain. Each boat carried our laughter with it.

Nearby, our neighbors were enjoying hot pakoras and tea, and the smell filled the whole lane. The trees looked greener, the air felt fresher, and everything seemed cleaner.

Later, as the rain slowed and the clouds began to clear, the sun peeked through, and a beautiful double rainbow appeared in the sky. We stood still, smiling, enjoying nature’s magic.

That rainy day turned into one of the most fun and memorable days I’ve ever had.

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