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Here are some drawings which I drew recently using my Mom's old eye makeup. Hope you like them. Thank you. This is a girl I drew. I made it with a pencil first and coloured it using eye shadow.  The one below is a Japanese girl. Does it look like one?  I made it the same way, first, a pencil sketch and then filled it in using the eye shadow. I used a dry paint brush to apply it. A Japanese Girl Materials I used Above is a picture of the Materials I used: Some old Eye  Shadow, a pencil, a dry paint brush, and also an  eraser (not shown in the picture).

Hello Readers! This is a project I made on Scratch in December. I would like it if you see it. Click the green flag on the upper right hand to begin. Use arrow keys to go to the next slide. Here is a link of the project on  Scratch :  http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/40176488/ To know more about Scratch , read my Website Review on Scratch . Thank you

In the 21 st century, when the use of social media is on its peak, a child making his\her blog to share his\her writings and other work with the world is definitely something to appreciate and encourage. So, how can we encourage young children to keep on blogging? It takes just a few words of encouragement in the form of a comment to make a young blogger happy. I recently got to know how many people visit my blog. At a program a couple of months back, several people told me that they regularly visited my blog and read all my writings. My Dad had told them about my blog. I was really surprised; I  didn't  think that anyone other than my immediate family and close friends visited my blog at all. I said; “Really? I had no idea! How would I know that you’re visiting my blog? You should comment on it, so I’d know.” (By the way, I  didn't  get any comments from those people even after telling them this) So, my point is,  you've  got to comment on a kid’s blo

Hello everyone, I read this sonnet some days ago, and I really liked it. It's a Shakespearean Sonnet, with fourteen lines, and ten syllables in each line. I kept thinking about it and repeating it continuously in my head, and I finally decided to put it on my blog. I found it here . It is written by Scott Ennis, a sonnet writer. He has written loads of sonnets. He turned the fourteenth glass and said, “Begin.” and I had fourteen minutes left to live; and I had fourteen unrepented sins, and fourteen people whom I would forgive, and fourteen unread books upon my shelf, and fourteen loves I knew I’d loved in vain, and fourteen dreams I’d kept within myself (the fourteen I’d most wanted to explain.) But fourteen minutes quickly passed away. I filled my pen with fourteen drops of ink- the fourteenth glass had offered one delay; and fourteen final grains retained the brink. This sonnet flowed like fourteen final breaths- the fourteenth line, the fourteenth grain, th