Nagdradrawing Na Bata Novels & Stories

Then I took Naty's hand in mine as we made our way to our apartment. ~ As we sat at the table, Naty immediately reached to pull a drawing from her backpack. "Look Mommy, I made this at school today!" She showcased a beautiful and detailed landscape, perhaps a bit too advanced of a drawing for a six-year-old. "It's beautiful, princess." I took the paper in my hands, but my voice sounded bittersweet. I knew she had a gift for drawing and painting. I had high hopes to enroll her in a private elementary academy, with a special art program, in the city. Unfortunately, I almost fainted when I read the fee and accepted that it was just not possible.

Tell me what you did today. I ate breakfast with grandpa, and I checked on Hathor. He is so small. I miss Abrax. Yeah, me too, Thalia. Let’s hope we will see him soon. Mama, I want to draw. She got off the bed, went to her bedroom, and brought back crayons and paper. Here, mommy, your favorite colors. She hands me a black-and-orange. Thank you, baby. What should I draw? I ask her I drew my friend, she said.

We may be separated by distance, but my love for you remains unwavering. Braxton] The next piece of paper is a child's drawing, a colorful and simple representation of family. In the drawing, there’s a man in a suit with grayish hair, depicted with a smile on his face. Standing beside him is another man in a suit with black hair, who’s holding hands with a woman in a simple dress. Between the man and the woman is a toddler in a jumpsuit. Then there’s a baby, cradled in the woman’s arms, completing the image. And beside them, with a knowing grin, is a figure labeled ‘Grandpa.’

We’ve had a lot of loss in this family. For uncle Gabriel I draw a picture of him with grandpa Daniel and grandma Isla. I know they aren’t my real grandparents but I wish I could’ve met them. I draw grandpa Thierry again with Braydon and his parents for auntie Keila and uncle Owen. I do the same thing for uncle Mark and auntie Daniela. The last one I draw is of mom and dad with all of us kids. I leave space to add the new baby once it’s born. I draw Malayah happy just like I remember her. I roll each drawing up and wrap a bow around them with name tags.

"I drew a picture of our family with the new baby." The drawing showed stick figures labeled "Uncle Killian," "Aunt Bella," "Me," and "Baby," all holding hands under a rainbow. It was simple and sweet, and it made Bella's eyes fill with tears. "It's perfect," she whispered. "Thank you, sweetheart." "I'm going to hang it in the nursery as soon as we get home," Killian said, examining the artwork seriously. Another contraction hit, stronger than any before it, and Bella couldn't suppress a low moan. Angela looked frightened by the sound.

He was too handsome for an ugly person like me. I looked away from them. On my way home, I spot an elderly guy with a huge sign along the road, written, "Beware of the beast who hides in human skin that walks among us." I didn't understand why I was so frightened when I read it. Briggs, the elderly guy, was insane; he lost his mind when his daughter went missing. Nothing he wrote on that piece of cardboard was sane. Arriving home, I went straight to my room and locked myself in. I sat at my desktop and typed in the search engine, "Beast who hides in human skin."

she said as she was painting. Little Nomi drew two babies in front of her and she held them in her arms. "Daddy, I've finished drawing!" Little Nomi said with a bright smile. Compared with the happiness brought by drawing, she was feeling happier with her father was accompanying her to draw. "Dad, I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep. Go and give birth to a brother and sister for me. When I have a brother and sister, I'll give them this painting." Little Nomi looked up and asked with expectation in her clear and bright eyes.

The boy dropped his crayon and turned to her, eyes bright and smile wide. Bellatrix returned the smile and ruffled his hair. "What is my baby drawing?" "It's mommy and me." He said, pointing at the drawing. She followed his finger and her eyes settled on two figures, a large and a smaller one, holding hands. "See? That's me and you." He said, pointing at each figure. Bellatrix felt her heart warm for a second, the panic she felt completely disappeared. "That's really cute." She said. "Really?" Charlie inquired. "Then, would you like to see the other one I drew l?"

I ran the water for Nate’s bath while he picked out the toys he wanted tonight, dropping them one by one in the water. I smiled as I looked around at all of the drawings on the ceramic surface of the tub and the tiled walls. I had bought him bath crayons and bath paints that he loved to use. He would use them to draw and play while I scrubbed his hair. I usually snapped a picture of his ‘gallery’ each week before I cleaned the tub and erased the surface, ready as his next canvas. Tonight, he was sinking boats, though. He blasted each ship with cannons, making the blast and shot sounds as dramatically as he could muster until all of his boats were ‘sunk’.

Bhanu pratap asked widening his eyes animatedly. (Translation: Who made this?) "Humne." Inaayat said tapping her chest lightly indicating that she has drawn that painting. (Translation: Me.) "Arree wahh hamari bitiya rani to bohot hi acchi drawing banati hain." Bhanu Pratap said twirling her around earning giggles from her. (Translation: Wow, my baby girl is a very good drawer.) After sometime he put her down on her feet and huffed out feeling a little tired. Inaayat giggled seeing him like that while he raised his eyebrows looking at her giggling at him.