Bilge SOLAKHAN

Usak Science High School

The summer season had begun hotter and drier than ever before;it hadn't rained for weeks,and the forest was struggling up to breathe.The leaves of the trees had grown pale,and the branches were so dry that they crackled even in the slighest breeze.The soil had hardened under the sun and was filled with fine cracks.As temperature rose during the day.It weighed down the air above the forest,and even the silence became suffocating.At the edge of the forest,there was a small piece of glass carelessly left behind...

İnci ÇELİKKOL 

Kayapınar Science High School 

İnci ÇELİKKOL

Kayapınar Science High School

This small piece of glass lay quietly among the dry leaves, but that silence was dangerous.Beneath the scorching sun, it absorbed the heat and focused the light onto the leaves below, like a magnifying glass.The forest sensed a sharp tension, as if something terrible was about to happen.The air changed.The birds fell silent.The insects retreated into the cracked soil.Even the wind seemed afraid to breathe.And then, suddenly, a spark flashed.A faint crackling sound followed, and a thin trail of smoke rose from the ground.The leaves darkened and began to curl inward on themselves.At the edge of the forest, the piece of glass reflected the first glimmer of fire.A small human mistake was about to turn into a great disaster…

Nicoleta Stoica

Colegiul National Sfantul Sava

Flames flickered hungrily, hunched over the brittle leaves like a living thing. The fire hissed as it spread, consuming everything in its path, feeding on the dryness that had waited silently for this moment. Smoke twisted upward, black and thick, filling the sky with a suffocating veil. The forest groaned, branches cracking under the heat, and the animals scattered in frantic waves, leaving behind only echoes of panic. From the edge of the clearing, a figure appeared, frozen with shock, realizing too late that the smallest, simplest thing—a piece of glass, a forgotten spark—had awakened a force that could no longer be ignored, and that the survival of the forest, and perhaps their own, hung on a razor’s edge.

Kutluhan Bülbül

İbrahim Süheyla İzmirli Science High School

A brief silence fell. Then, as if an invisible signal had been given, they all screamed as one. They didn’t know where to run, because it wasn’t only trees that burned—it was the home, the nest, the memory of the forest’s true inhabitants. Soon, walls of flame blocked every path. A red curtain dropped before every creature trying to escape, and loved ones disappeared one by one into the smoke. The place turned into a scene of apocalypse: birds beat their wings and fell, foxes lost direction in terror, hedgehogs hid pain beneath their spines, and mice searched for life in cracked, scorched earth. Each carried the same command: run, hide, endure. But fire gave no time for long sentences. One careless moment uprooted countless lives. Nature may forgive, but it never forgets.

But the fire did not grant anyone enough time to craft long sentences… Even if nature forgives, it never forgets. After that night, a deep silence fell over the forest. The ash-covered ground and charred tree trunks stood like silent witnesses to the catastrophe.Days later, people returned. This time, not for a picnic, but with gloves, water containers, and saplings in their hands… There were children among them, too. They were heartbroken when they saw the scars left by the fire."This was the home of thousands of living beings," their teacher said. They worked together. Glass shards were gathered, waste was cleared, and damaged areas were marked. This was not just a cleanup; it was an act of making a promise.Just then, a tiny sprout was noticed amidst the ashes. This green hope, emerging from the scorched earth, reminded everyone of the same thing: "We can start again."That day, a decision was made… And with that decision, a new story began to be written in the forest.

Hülya PINAR

İbrahim-Süheyla İzmirli Science High School

Mine Sezen AKAR 

İbrahim Süheyla İzmirli Science High School

The tiny sprout was no longer just a piece of green rising from the soil; it had become the new heart of the forest. After the fire, the children realized that the forest was not merely a picnic area, but a great source of life that needed protection and care. Instead of leaving the burnt tree trunks as reminders of disaster, they used them to build a small observation house where they could once again watch the forest’s unique beauty and balance. From there, they observed both the wide sky above and the land slowly healing below. Every day, they returned with water bottles and small tools, supporting the fragile new life emerging from what many still called “piles of ashes.” Yet beneath the visible recovery, the forest seemed to be waiting. It was growing again — but whether people would truly change remained the real question.

Tiny droplets of rain would fall from the sky and the scorched ground became green once again. A lush green velvety rug would embrace the scarred earth and new life began to grow all around. It is said that the fire renews the Earth, what once was dead will come back to life stronger and healthier than ever before. The fragile trees  will grow under the smooth kisses of the rain, and they will be strong mighty trees waving their branches in the wind, singing with the birds, giving shelter to the needy creatures of the forest and reunite their crowns under the magical touch of the sun and  the.rain. There is a new twinkle of hope in the air.

Giorgiana TERİNTE

Colegiul National ''Sfantul Sava''

Graziella CONDETTU

Liceo Scientifico M.Pira Siniscola

The sky above Siniscola was no longer blue. A suffocating gray veil covered the peaks of Montalbo and descended down to the dunes of Bèrchida. The fire had passed quickly, leaving behind an unnatural silence and the bitter smell of smoke. Mariapica, the blue-striped jay, watched the disaster from the top of a branch. Suddenly she saw something by an oaktree: an acorn. It was Lande. It wasn't burned. Mariapica descended to the ground. «Go away, Mariapica,» whispered the acorn. «There's nothing left for you here» Mariapica bent down and cleaned Lande with her beak. «You are wrong.The earth is not dead, it is just holding its breath. And I won't leave you here to turn to dust.» Mariapica grabbed Lande and flew over the landscape, to a depression and far from the still-smoking areas. Mariapica dug a deep hole and laid Lande there until the seed was  protected.

Bıanca TUINEA

Colegiul National,''Sfantul Sava''Bucuresti

Daniela Elena GURALIUC

Colegiul National "Mihai Eminescu", Contanta