✏️ Day 3 – Moon Idlis Breakfast at Grandma’s: idlis, soft and round. They looked like moons waiting on a silver plate. I gave them craters with my pencil. “Space snacks,” I told myself. Maybe astronauts miss Grandma’s cooking too.
Dragon Train The train at the station roared and hissed. Smoke curled like dragon fire. I sketched its long body, each coach a shiny scale. Someday, I’ll ride across the land on this dragon, and my sketchbook will be my saddlebag.
The First Stamp I opened my sketchbook and drew a mountain. A little flag stood proudly at the top. I could almost feel the wind tugging at me, daring me to climb. Funny thing is, my pencil made the clouds look like stairs. Maybe I’m already halfway there.
✨ Where would your Pencil Passport take you today?
