In the smoggy city of Ironclad, where towering steel walls blocked out the sun and drones buzzed like angry bees, eleven-year-old Nana lived in a cramped attic with her little brother, Eddy. The city was ruled by the High Council, a group of stern grown-ups who demanded everyone follow their rules. No laughing too loud, no running in the streets, and definitely no dreaming of a world beyond the...
The air buzzed with excitement, a mixture of cotton candy sweetness and the whirring of tiny robots. Colorful balloons bobbed against the bright blue sky, shaped like cartoon characters and computer mice. Streamers, printed with lines of code, fluttered from every booth. This was the Coding Carnival, a place where learning to code felt like playing the best game ever.
