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.