Thursday, May 8, 2025

Andrew and His Sketchbook

  Andrew is 11 years old, and he loves to draw. Every day after school, he takes his sketchbook and goes outside. His favorite thing to draw is his city, Valencia. He loves how different it looks at different times of the day. The bright sunlight makes the buildings look golden, and the green trees stretch up to the sky.

Can you draw a tree? Yes, I can draw trees.     

To Sketch = To Draw - dibujar

  One Saturday afternoon, Andrew goes to the City of Arts and Sciences, a huge (big, enormous, gigantic), modern place with white buildings with glass, and pools of water. Andrew loves drawing the futuristic shapes and the way the buildings reflect in the water. He spends hours sketching (drawing), capturing every curve and detail.

 Another day, Andrew goes to the Albufera, a big park with a lake and rice fields. The sunset turns the sky bright colors, and Andrew quickly pulls out his sketchbook to capture the beauty. He is proud of the drawing, and even though he doesn’t show anyone, it makes him feel happy to have it in his book.

  One day, while sitting on a bench in Plaza de la Reina, drawing the cathedral, a woman comes up to him. She holds a camera and smiles when she sees his drawing.

“That’s amazing! Have you ever thought about showing your art to other people?” she asks.

Andrew is shy (timid) but says, “I just draw for fun.”

The woman nods. “There’s a contest for young artists in Valencia. You should enter! I think your drawings would be perfect.”

   Andrew isn’t sure. A contest sounds scary. But the more he thinks about it, the more excited he gets. Maybe this is his chance to share his drawings with everyone.

For the next few weeks, Andrew works hard on his sketches (drawings). He draws all around the city—on sunny days, cloudy days, and even at night when the city lights look magical.

When the contest day comes, Andrew feels nervous, but also proud. He hands in his sketches, hoping people will like them.

To his surprise, Andrew wins the contest! He wins one hundred thousand euros. 100,000

“I’m rich,” Andrew says.

The next day, Andrew has English class with his teacher, John. Andrew tells John about the art contest and his prize of one hundred thousand euros.

“That is very good, Andrew,” John says. “Today’s class will cost one hundred thousand euros.”

   John is very bad. He is a thief.