π Author: Nikita Srinivasulu
π Article ID: WTW-SUM26-333
π Category: Juniors (6β8)
β¨ WriteToWin Summer 2026 Entry
βWe do not speak your language, but we feel every choice you make.β
Voices from the Sea, Sky, and Forest
I am a polar bear. Once, my world was endless white. Ice stretched farther than I could see, and I taught my cubs to hunt across the frozen ocean. The cold was not an enemy; it was our home. But now the ice breaks too early and returns too late. Every year, I swim farther, searching for food that is becoming harder to find. My cubs grow tired. I grow tired. The world that shaped us is melting beneath our paws.
I am an elephant. My memory is long. I remember rivers that flowed even during the hottest months and forests so thick that sunlight danced through the leaves. My family walked the same paths for generations. Now the rivers shrink, the trees fall, and roads cut through the places we once called home. Sometimes we wander into human towns, not because we want to, but because our forests are disappearing. You call us a problem, but we are only looking for the homes we have lost.
I am a sea turtle. For millions of years, my ancestors crossed the oceans. We survived storms, predators, and changing seas. Yet today the water grows warmer, and the coral reefs that shelter us are turning pale and lifeless. When I come ashore to lay my eggs, bright lights confuse my babies, and plastic drifts through the water like deadly jellyfish. Many of my hatchlings never reach the sea.
I am a sparrow. I used to sing outside your windows every morning. I built nests in trees, under roofs, and in quiet corners of your cities. But the trees became fewer, the air became heavier, and the insects I fed my chicks began to disappear. I am small, but even small creatures notice when the world no longer has room for them.
The Gathering Beneath the Last Tree
One evening, as the sky glowed red from another distant wildfire, we gathered beneath the last old tree that still stood.
The polar bear spoke of melting ice.
The elephant spoke of broken forests.
The sea turtle spoke of dying reefs.
The sparrow spoke of silent mornings.
And then we all asked the same question:
βIf humans are the most intelligent species on Earth, why are they destroying the only home we share?β
For a moment, the wind carried no answer.
Then a child walked into the clearing. The child listened. Truly listened.
And the child said, βNot all humans want this. Some of us are trying to change it.β
A Promise for Shared Survival
That night, we understood something important. The future was not yet decided.
Humans had caused much of the damage, but humans also held the power to protect what remained. Trees could be planted. Rivers could be cleaned. Oceans could be protected. Energy could come from the sun and wind instead of smoke and fire. Cities could make space for birds, forests for elephants, and seas for turtles. The world could still be healed.
We are not asking for palaces or riches.
We are asking for ice that lasts through winter.
For forests that still whisper with life.
For oceans where coral still glows with colour.
For mornings that still begin with birdsong.
Because when the last forest falls, the last reef dies, and the last bird grows silent, humans will discover a painful truth: the loss was never only ours.
Look at the world once through our eyes.
Protecting us is not separate from protecting yourselves.
We all breathe the same air, drink the same water, and live beneath the same sky.
The future is not your responsibility alone; it is shaped by the actions and choices of all of us together.

Official publication archive for the WriteToWin National Climate Literacy Competition – Summer 2026 Season. Showcasing top shortlisted essays and real-world environmental actions by young leaders across India.