Submissions Are Open for the Jingkids Creative Writing Contest!

Vivienne Tseng-Rush | Sep 17, 2022 3:02 pm | 1 comment | 140 reads

Here at Jingkids, we love stories; stories that make us laugh, stories that make us cry, and stories that share our unique perspectives of the world. There are so many young and powerful voices out there that we have yet to tap into, so we seek to change that today with the announcement of the Jingkids Creative Writing Competition!

Starting from October, we will publish selected entries of creative writing on the jingkids Official WeChat account every week. Entries have to be in line with the theme and be written in clear English without the use of offensive language. Every entry must be the entrant’s own and wholly original work, which must not have been published on any other media platform before, previously used as a class assignment, or won a prize at other writing contests. All entrants must be between 13 – 18 years of age and reside within Beijing at the time of submission and publication. Kindly note that each participant may submit only one entry per theme.

For the month of October, the theme will be – you guessed it – horror stories!

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BauLuo's picture BauLuo Submitted by Guest on Sun, 09/18/2022 - 00:27

Giovanni Martini wrote:

Entries have to be in line with the theme and be written in clear English without the use of offensive language. (UNQUOTE)

As in: "The peniaphobic old bum-bailiff was invaginating the doorside container with his knobstick. Meantime, his niggardly daughter was placing cock-bells in the shittah." (The poverty-fearing bill-collector was putting his walking stick inside the container. His stingy daughter was placing a kind of flower in a kind of tree.)?

I once got a touch of frostbite offa Goon Isand. Me nickers were kiboshed and we was fresh outa. Though we did have some other. The skip came up softly and we jousted robustly. Wittgenstein and I picked our respective noses wth great alacrity. Sally sneezed, with volume.

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