Masks

By Ezra, Age 10

Writing is a convenient way to show what I think, like the muffled things I say. Muffled from the face grapplers that—upon faces—lay, keeping the air with pollution at bay.​

But it is hard to breath. And my cardiorespiratory endurance seems to leave. Now it is tougher to heave. But this whole world achieves….​

The award for inventing something of future lore. This technology will support our advancement much more. And may it let us soar.​

Masks.