The story of the snowflake traveling to Europe

Team Moț Cornelia Alina, Găvojdia Secondary School Romania, Students Narcis, Bogdan, Ionuț

     One quiet winter, high in the Alps, a snowflake was born. It was small, shiny, and perfect, with such beautiful symmetry that it seemed sculpted by an unseen artist. She named it Nevis. On the day of its birth, a gentle storm lifted it high into the air, and Nevis began an unexpected journey across Europe.

Team Ilona Nedzinskienė, Alytus Dzukija school, Lithuania, Students: Erika, Gintarė, Ugnius

Team Kadriye BİLEN Bozköy İlkokulu Germencik Aydın Turkey

Team Lăzărescu Ilie Gheorghe Atanasiu Special Technological High School, Timișoara, Romania

Nevis began to descend slowly, feeling the breeze and the light touch of other flakes floating beside him. Every time he approached the ground, he felt amazed by the beauty of the world below. As it got closer to the ground, people could be seen enjoying the snow, building snowmen and playing. Nevis, curious and fascinated, felt an unusual longing to experience everything that life on land means.

Team  Luspenec Teodora Gheorghe Atanasiu Special Technological High School, Timișoara, Romania

At one point, he let himself be carried away by the wind in a fir forest. He reached the top of a large and imposing fir tree, and on its branches he saw something completely unexpected: a group of children making an igloo. "What is this place?" Nevis wondered. "How's life down there?"

Team  Luspenec Grațian,  Gheorghe Atanasiu Special Technological High School, Timișoara, Romania

Curious to know more, he approached the children and looked around, feeling the warmth emanating from their laughter and joy. Something in the air seemed magical. Although Nevis was just a snowflake, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of the connection between nature and people.

Team  Bachner Eduard Adelin.  Gheorghe Atanasiu Special Technological High School, Timișoara, Romania

Team  Popa-Oprita Ion  Gheorghe Atanasiu Special Technological High School, Timișoara, Romania

The children were playing, racing each other, and each laugh was mixed with the wind blowing through the branches of the fir tree. Nevis could feel how, even though he was only a fleeting snowflake, with each moment he lived, he became more connected to this moment of pure joy.

Team Pitsiori Militsa, Pavlos Vangelos, Greece

As Nevis fell in the fir tree, the laughter of the children filling the air, he felt a strange warmth spreading through his delicate crystal form. It was as though the joy of their play had seeped into his very being, giving him a sense of purpose he had never imagined. He had always known his time in the sky was not for ever, but here, between the fir branches, the moments seemed to stretch into something more complicated. Each laugh, each shout, felt like a thread connecting him to something much larger than him.

The children, without realizing the existance of the tiny snowflake perched on the tree, continued their work, building the walls of the igloo higher and higher. Nevis was excited about how, even in their playful simplicity, they were creating something beautiful, something lasting—just like the natural world around them. A snowflake, he realized, may be small, but it had the potential to become part of something much greater.

Team Pitsiori Militsa, Pavlos Vangelos, Greece

Team Apostolia Trihia, Tania Moloha, 28th Primary school of Volos, Greece

But as the day wore on, the sky grew darker. The wind picked up, and Nevis felt the cold beginning to weigh on him. He could sense the inevitability of his transformation. The warmth of the children's laughter, once so comforting, began to feel like it was slipping through his crystalized body, melting him from the inside out. The breeze was no longer just a dance...

He closed his tiny, frosted eyes and focused on the moment—on the children, on the trees, on the swirling winds around him. He was at peace.

Then, as the first soft rays of twilight bathed the snowy world in silvery hues, Nevis felt himself begin to melt.

Team Apostolia Trihia, Tania Moloha, 28th Primary school of Volos, Greece

Takım Elvan YETKİN, Kabaklarlı İlköğretim Okulu, TÜRKİYE

Nevis eriyordu ama mutluydu. Çocukların kahkahaları arasında her zaman daha huzurluydu. Nevis'te yaşayan biri gibi eğlencenin tam ortasındaydı. Bir süre sonra yorgun ama mutlu Nevis tamamen kendinden geçmişti ama çocukların kahkahaları kulaklarında çınlamaya devam etti.

As he began to melt, a playful gust of wind caught him and lifted him back into the air, turning him into a tiny droplet carried among the clouds. There, the harsh cold of the night embraced him, and soon he transformed once again into a snowflake, ready to set off on a new journey. He looked down and saw the white earth shimmering under the moonlight, while the cheerful voices of children still echoed in the distance.

Team Petrescu Ana Maria, Secondary School No. 4 Lugoj, Romania

He floated for a moment, swaying gently among his ice brothers, feeling once more a part of nature’s unending dance. In the cold night air, the snowflake was left to be carried by unseen currents, wondering where fate would take him this time.

Looking down, he saw a frozen lake where a few children were sliding, laughing, and rolling in the snow. The lights of distant houses gleamed warmly from the frost, and smoke rose lazily from chimneys.

Team Maria Kyrylchuk, Natalia Kolisnyk-Boiko Vinnytsia VET School, Ukraine 

Nevis decided to join the children, laughed and played with them together. The children noticed that he was the largest and the brightest snowflake among the others. So they played until the moon appeared in the dark sky and it was time for the children to go back home. Nevis got a bit sad but than decided to move to another village to play with other children the other day.

The light frosty wind took gently Nevis and carried him to experience new adventure.

Team Hatice Alçay Bozköy Primary School Germencik Aydın Türkiye

Team Carolina Chitoroaga, Primary School ,,Sp.Vangheli" Chisinau, Moldova

,,- My greatest wish is to play with you, to play in the snow, to ride a sledge all winter long. You see, the girl gets upset, we don't have snow this winter, and didn't have it last winter. Without snow , winter is boring. " Nevis starts thinking. Suddenly his face light's up. ,,I have a nice idea! I can help you! I can call all my sisters and brothers in your country. And you'll have snow! You 'll be able to play in the snow with your friends" The girl was delighted to hear that. 

Team Pîslari ClaudiaVarnița Theoretical High School Public Institution Republic of Moldova

As the young hero opened the magical door, a vibrant forest unfolded before him, with trees glowing in golden hues. Suddenly, a talking owl emerged from the thicket, carrying an ancient parchment with a mysterious map. "Only the bravest travelers can complete this challenge!" it declared, flapping its wings. The child realized that an extraordinary journey full of challenges and discoveries lay ahead. With a smile on his face, he took his first step into the forest of secrets.

Laura Palivonienè Siauliai “Romuvos” progymnasium 

 Lithuania

Team Isabel Fernández. CEIP. Suárez Somonte. Mérida. Spain

Adina Udrescu, Technological High School of Motor Transport, Baia Sprie, Romania

The red-nosed reindeer stepped forward, its eyes twinkling with curiosity. "Welcome, brave traveler," it said in a gentle voice. "To move forward, you must solve my riddle. Only those with wisdom and courage may continue. Are you ready?" The young hero nodded eagerly. "I'm ready."

The reindeer’s nose glowed brighter as it spoke: "I have no voice, yet I speak to you. I tell no lies, but I’m often mistaken. What am I?"

The child thought hard as snowflakes danced around them. After a moment, his face lit up with understanding. "A map!" he exclaimed.

The reindeer smiled warmly. "Correct! You have proven your wisdom. Now, follow me — the second challenge awaits."

They followed the reindeer through the falling snow until they reached a towering crystal gate shimmering with frost. The reindeer stopped. "Beyond this gate lies the Cave of Echoes. Inside, you must find the Crystal of Truth, but beware — the cave mirrors your fears and doubts. Only those who face them with courage will succeed.

The gate creaked open, revealing a dark, glistening passage. Heart pounding, the young hero took a deep breath and stepped inside, ready for whatever lay ahead.

Plamadeala Rodica, Primary School ,,Spiridon Vangheli" Chisinau , Moldova

From some twigs inside the cave  a baby frost appeared. He advised Nevis to go to the South, over Carpati Mountains , to Black Sea. Nevis, being obiedient, followed the advise and flew as fast as he could to Republic of Moldova. Everything looked asleep, devastated and gloomy. 

Children noticed them and shouted: Hello, Nevis and baby Frost! We have been waiting for you so long.

The baby Frost whistled and a lot of snowlakes began to fly over the country. Nevis was playing among them. Soon a thick  white and warm duvet covered Moldova. 

Team Malvina Cellucci - Lama dei Peligni - Primary School classes 4th and 5th - Italy

Nevis is happy with other snowflakes. They dance holding hands, and hide each other. He falls on the garden, and he sleeps. Suddenly the wind blows and Nevis flies, in the sky, far away. He is sad to be alone, but after few minutes he starts smiling. Wind carries him in another country and he can know new friends, new towns, new traditions, new customs, new festivals. He is happy because… he isn’t a simple snowflake, but a European snowflake. All Europe is his nation and  he is a European citizen!

Team Mariela Profir

Secondary School "Anastasie Panu", Huși, Romania

5th graders Ștefan F., Robert R, Damian G., Luca D. and Cristian M.

Nevis was blown to a school where kids were bubbled with excitement. He floated in through windows, came to rest gently on the lap of a little girl who looked at him in amazement. "How beautiful you are!" she gasped while the teacher was explaining the lesson on snowflakes.

Nevis listened intently as the children learned about winter, that no two snowflakes are exactly alike. He was happy to be a part of their story. And the bell sounded and the children played outside, laughing and playing in the snow. A small boy held out his hand and Nevis sat on the palm of his hand. He could sense the heat and eventually started to melt, leaving behind a glowing drop and a feeling of joy.

As Nevis melted into a glistening droplet on the boy's warm palm, something magical happened. The warmth of the child's hand didn't end Nevis's journey—instead, it transformed him. The droplet shimmered with an inner light, absorbing the joy and wonder of the child who had caught him."Look!" the boy called to his friends, "This snowflake turned into a tiny star!"The children gathered around, their eyes wide with amazement. The droplet that was once Nevis began to glow with a soft blue light. As the children watched, the glowing droplet rose slowly from the boy's palm, hovering in the air before them."It's magic!" whispered a little girl with braids.The luminous droplet danced through the air, leaving a trail of sparkling mist behind it. The children followed, captivated by its gentle glow. The droplet led them across the schoolyard toward an ancient oak tree at the edge of the playground. As it reached the tree, the droplet spiraled upward, touching each frost-covered branch. 

Team Şenay Meral Zeytin, Araştırma Geliştirme Eğitim ve Uygulama Merkezi Secondary School,Istanbul,Türkiye