Michael Harbut

Jamie couldn’t believe it—National S’mores Day had finally arrived! Her family had planned a camping trip to celebrate the gooey, chocolaty treat in the best way possible: around a campfire in the great outdoors.

Zoey loved everything about her mother, but her favorite thing were her hands. For the longest time she used to sleep hugging her mother’s hand tightly to herself and she never let go of it whenever they went out of the house.

Tommy woke up early on Christmas morning, excited to see what Santa had left under the tree. The world outside was covered in a thick blanket of sparkling snow, but inside, something felt off. His little sister Lucy sat quietly by the tree, her eyes glistening with disappointment.

The aroma of roasted turkey and freshly baked pie wafted through the Johnson household as the Thanksgiving preparations hit full swing. Ten-year-old Mia, with her curly brown hair tied up in a messy bun, darted around the kitchen, eager to help.

The 5: 00 p.m. rush-hour train ran through Steamville’s subway tunnels. Detective Steamboat Willie Mickey was riding home from a long day at work when he spotted smoke leaking from the back car.

It was a sunny afternoon in Steamville, Ohio park when Detective Steamboat Willie Mickey spotted a strange occurrence.

Nate couldn’t wait for Groundhog’s Day. Every year, his small town held a big festival to see if the famous groundhog, Shadow, would predict an early spring or six more weeks of winter.

Lila couldn’t stop grinning. It was World Smile Day, and her teacher, Mrs. Reynolds, had given the class a challenge: "Spread as many smiles as you can today."

In the Kingdom of Dandelion, there lived a young princess named Lila. She lived in a beautiful castle with her grandmother, Queen Maribel, and her playful kitten, Pippin. Lila was kind and curious, but she often felt like she was too small to make a big difference.

Asiri loved Christmas, especially in her magical corner of the forest where snow sparkled like stars and animals whispered secrets in the wind. She lived in a cozy cottage with her magical fox, Lumina, whose fur glowed with a warm golden light during the holiday season.

Lila loved New Year’s Eve—it was a night filled with magic, fun, and the promise of new beginnings. Her family always threw a party, inviting friends and neighbours to celebrate. This year, her parents had given her a special task: to help plan the evening’s activities.

The High Holy Days, consisting of Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, are the most sacred and reflective time for Jewish families. For Leah, 10 years old, these days held deep spiritual meaning. They were a time to reflect on the past year, seek forgiveness, and begin anew.

Ethan looked out the car window as his family drove to the town square. It was Armed Forces Day, and the town was hosting a parade to honour those who served in the military. Ethan’s dad, a veteran, was wearing his uniform, and Ethan felt proud to be by his side.

A story about 3 different baby mothers all experiencing Thanksgiving with his nuclear family.

Jack loved his big, red cape. It wasn’t just a piece of fabric to him—it was his symbol of courage. His mom had made it for him when he was five, and since then, he wore it everywhere. Whether he was at home, in the park, or even at school, Jack’s cape was always tied securely around his neck.

Joanna and Janet are identical twins; they are six years old. They both have long hair, tall and light skin. Everyone loves them because they are beautiful. Their father was a pilot and their mother a nurse. Joanna wanted to become a pilot, just like her father....

Ten-year-old Sophie sat on the couch, staring out the frosted living room window. Snowflakes swirled in the chilly December air, blanketing the town in white. It was Christmas Eve, and the streets were alive with twinkling lights and cheerful carolers. But Sophie wasn’t feeling the holiday spirit.

The winter wind nipped at the edges of Sarah’s scarf as she hurried down the sidewalk, balancing a tray of cupcakes. It was Valentine’s Day, but instead of planning a romantic evening, she was headed to the local community center.

Tommy was excited as he sat at the breakfast table. Today, his teacher had told the class all about George Washington, and now Tommy had so many questions. “Dad,” Tommy asked, “why is George Washington so important?”

Once upon a time, in a cozy little town, there lived a family called the Goldbergs. The Goldberg family was excited because it was almost time to celebrate Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights. Little Leah Goldberg couldn’t wait for the festivities to begin. She loved Hanukkah more than anything!