10th Aug 2025
Yasser, a young Arab boy, sat on the soft carpet of his room, a bright smile on his face. "This book is so cool!" he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling as he turned the pages of his colorful storybook. Around him, walls were decorated with fun English posters, and stacks of books created little towers that made him feel like he was in a magical world. He loved diving into adventures with each page he turned, especially when he read about brave knights and flying dragons.
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With each story, Yasser imagined himself as a hero, soaring high in the sky. "Maybe one day, I'll write my own story!" he dreamed aloud, holding the book close to his heart. Outside, the sun was shining, but in Yasser's room, a universe of ideas was swirling around him like butterflies. His books were his friends, and he knew that each story would take him on a thrilling journey wherever he wanted to go.
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