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Money, Money, More Money By Lexi Age 10 Beachwood, Ohio Some money is green some money is silver, Some money is from October. If you wish and if you plead, The money might come to you at a VERY fast speed! Money is good when you want to hear the pop corn pop… Money is good when you want to shop! Please don't beg and please don't plead… Because money doesn't grow on trees! Drishti and Her Laziness By Kriti Age 10 India Drishti was a lazy girl. She did not get up early or go to school. She did not want to do any work. Once when she was sleeping she had a dream. In the dream she had no legs and no hands. She began to cry. Then God appeared and asked her why she was crying. She said that she had no legs and hands. God said, "If you don't use them what is the use of them?" Drishti said that from that day on she would work, and God gave them back to her. Now Drishti has started working A Little Old Lady By Angela Age 12 Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania One day an old lady went to the store to buy milk. When she got to the store she saw that the store wasn't open. The next store was over twenty miles away. The old lady was very scared to drive there. So she called her son. It turned out her son was on his was to her house. She was so happy. But when he got there he forgot to bring milk. "Brian!" The old lady said, "You forgot the milk!" He felt so bad. He went to the store to buy her milk, and the old lady made both of them chocolate chip cookies. Jack and Henry By Jackson Age 11 Alexandria, Virginia Once upon a time there were two friends named Jack and Henry. One day Jack wanted to go fishing. "I think fishing is too painful to the fish!" said Henry. "Can we go play some tennis?" At the tennis court, Jack said, "But tennis doesn't involve nature! How about we go frog-hunting?" At the swamp, Henry complained, "I hate getting so muddy!! How about we go to the petting zoo?" At the petting zoo, Jack exclaimed, "There's no action here! How about we go horseback riding?" At the horse stables, Henry said, "We aren't agreeing on anything. Why don't we mix our ideas? I like peaceful places and you like action and nature. Let's think.....hmmm..." So they went fishing. A Year Never to be Forgotten By Rukun Age 11 Lagos, Nigeria 2003 was a very thrilling year for India Cricket fans as it was the year in which the World Cup was played. The Cricket World Cup is certainly the most popular cricket event. Surprisingly, after working hard, the Indian cricket team got into the finals with only one loss. An amazing feat for all of us! In the finals they were up against Australia - who were ranked #1. We all knew that Australia was a far better team than ours, but we kept a positive mind and cheered for our home country with all our heart. Besides, was anything stopping India from winning the world cup this year? Then the big day came… India vs. Australia in the ICC World Cup Final! We were all ready. In my compound a large television screen was set up. Every one of us came to watch our icons who had represented our country and made us so proud. The game began. The Indians were the first to take the field. The Indian bowlers could barely penetrate the Australian batsmen and Australia put up a massive score of 350+ with their captain scoring a century. It was a pretty disappointing first half of the game for the Indians. After a short break it was the Indians who came out to bat. Expectations were high. India scored 5 runs and then… a big blow to us! The worst possible thing happened, our best batsmen, the world's best batsmen, Sachin Tendulkar, got out! India was in deep trouble with a score of 5 for 1! Soon after, India's middle order batsmen lost their wickets quite quickly. All hope was lost. Then, another twist in the match took place - it started raining! The match was stopped and the players walked back into their pavilions. This would mean that a new match would take place on another day! All of us were filled with happiness and joy! But this was not for long. It stopped raining and the match resumed, and it didn't take long for Australia to get us all out for 287. They crushed India, winning the match by a great margin. All the disappointed Indian cricket fans had just one thought in their minds… "Perhaps next time…" A Day At The Spa By Paige Age 11 Colchester, Ct One cool, crisp autumn afternoon in October, I was daydreaming in the back of mom's metallic beige minivan about all the sweet treats that would fill my pumpkin bucket that evening. It was Halloween day! "One quick stop at the gas station and then we'll go to Wendy's," my mom said in a cheery voice as we stopped at Henny Penny's. " Here's a crisp, new 5 dollar bill. Please grab a 2% milk and a roll of soft and fluffy toilet paper," mom asked with a wink of her left light brown eye. Halfway through the door of the bustling mini-market, I could hardly help but notice a strange and rather peculiar figure standing in the candy and soda aisle. This 5 foot 8ish oddity had straggly, dirty white fur with six metallic purple curved spikes protruding down his hunched back. Even though he was furry and animal-like, he was standing up on his hind legs, kind of like Big Foot. He had a medium length scruffy tail hanging in a scared-like fashion between his legs. The first time I saw his face he looked frightened, as he clutched a well-worn brown teddy bear close to his chest. His brown hairy eyebrows shot up as he pulled off a Scrumdiddliumcious Hershey's chocolate bar with almonds from the middle shelf. As I observed him, I noticed he had three claws coming off from skinny, fur snarled arms. His feet were small and like paws with dried mud stuck to his tangled fur and three long, clenched yellow, rotting claws extending from his toes. I began to approach this mysterious creature with caution, even though it did appear more afraid of me. As I walked toward the weird looking creature, I could see his rotten finger nails digging into his cuddly teddy bear, as he began to back away from the delicious Hershey's candy bar, like he wasn't supposed to have it. "Ddidd you wwanntt the HHerrshey bbarr?" the frightened creature asked, in a terrified high pitched voice. His eyes were close together and sort of oval in shape. The whites of his eyes were yellow with bloodshot streaks. "Were you talking to me?" I questioned politely, noticing his smelly and yellow dog-like teeth chattering. " Why don't you come with me and we can get some minty tooth paste and some coconut scented shampoo instead?" I said. "It looks like you could use it!" I took his disgusting hand and led him to the grooming aisle. " Wwwhat's your name?" he asked, shyly. "Name's Paige, what's yours?" "Mmmy name is Scruffy McSpook, bbbut you can call me Scruffy," he said with a bashful smile. When I talked to him, I noticed his floppy ears would stand straight up as if he was listening to me. Normally the fuzzy, bunny-like ears stood straight up but then drooped over about halfway up the ear. "Smell this coconut blast shampoo, and tell me if you like it." As he smelled the scent of coconut his hot pink, wide nose at the end of his long,scruffy snout twitched in delight. "Now for the toothpaste," I exclaimed. "DDoo you knnow iff they havve trashberry?" he asked with a hopeful tone? "Of course not, silly, we need to clean those teeth of yours, not ruin them," I said with a chuckle. "Now take this toothpaste, 'Plaque Away', and we're ready for a major spa day ahead of us!" On the way out of the mini-market I introduced Scruffy to my mom. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, What is that thing?!" Mom said terrified. "NNNNNNNOOOOBODY likes me!!!!!!!" Scruffy wailed out and sobbed. "Scruffy, my mom didn't mean that, she always does that when she meets somebody new. And anyway, I like you," I said, as I wrapped my arms around his stinky waist. "Mom, ssh, don't be so rude to my new friend," I said in a whisper. "Besides, you always tell me to be polite!" I murmured softly. "Mom, this is Scruffy McSpook. We met in the candy aisle. He's kind of shy and actually sort of sweet. He definitely needs help. Can you drop us off at the Squeeky Clean Day Spa for the afternoon?" I asked. "I suppose so" said mom, reluctantly. "But he's not sitting in the front with that stench. Go clear out the beach umbrella and sun chairs from the back of the trunk and let him climb in," she ordered. We arrived at the Spa, and mom said she'd pick us up in 2 hours. As we walked in, the staff took one look at Scruffy and screamed, as if they saw a ghost. Then they all ran out of the building. "Don't you see how nobody likes me?" he said, sadly. "Oh, Scruffy, never mind. We'll have you looking good as new in no time...Come on," I said as I grabbed his paw-like hand. "First, for the bubble bath. We'll use the coconut shampoo all over. While you're soaking, I'll do your claws,... I mean, nails." I said as I grabbed his left foot. "Oh, these guys are scary! I think I'll need a hoof pick and wire cutters to tackle these," I said in a shocked voice. Wow, I didn't think I'd ever get through those crusty, fungus-like hardened growths, but I did...Phew! "Scruffy when was the last time you cleaned these puke colored beasts" I exclaimed. "Now, onto those rotten protrusions coming out of your mouth. When was the last time you saw a dentist? Your teeth are like arrowheads and boy, are they stinky! You know, dental floss would help keep that dragon breath under control. Here, let me show you how to floss," I said, putting on some gloves I found at the spa. "There, that's better!" I said with excitement. "Now, for the final touch. Let's go over to the hairdryers and try and get you brushed up and dried off. I think it's going to take all the hairdryers they have here!" I stated. Scruffy seemed to like all this pampering. I brought him to the huge wall-size mirror to show him the finished product. "Hmm, not bad...I think I look rather dashing!" he said with confidence. And, I noticed, he was no longer stuttering. He seemed to feel really good about himself. "Come on, Mom's here," I shouted. I grabbed his paw, and we ran outside. "My Scruffy, you clean up quite dapperly!" exclaimed Mom. "Would you like to have dinner over?" she asked. "Yeah, great idea Mom, and then I can take him trick or treating. Maybe he'll make a new friend or two!" I said, excitedly. That evening, after dinner, I took Scruffy trick or treating in the neighborhood. "I'm not sure I like this trick or treating thing. These monsters look awfully scary. What fun is this?" he said, shyly. "But, you get candy!" I exclaimed. Then Scruffy howled to the moon with delight over the thought of a Scrumdiddliumcious Hershey's chocolate bar with almonds. Just then, Scruffy noticed on the other side of the street, a cute 4 foot 5ish pink monster with a purple polka dot bow in her fleecey fur. He looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. I realized at that moment I'd be saying good-bye to my new friend. Love was in the air. With a tear in my eye I reached out to hug this adorable beast. "I'll miss you, Scruffy McSpook. You go and get her, Tiger!!!" I said, half smiling, half crying. "Thank you, Paige, for everything. You were my first friend. I will miss you, too. Good-bye," he said gratefully, as he crossed the street. A year has passed since I saw my friend. Just today I stopped into the mini-market for a loaf of bread for mom and guess what? There was Scruffy and Mrs. McSpook holding hands, and a little Junior, clutching onto the WELL-WORN teddy bear! And guess where they were?! They were in the shampoo aisle, looking for coconut shampoo!!! My Summer Vacation By Tessa Age 8 Rochester, New York "Carla, It's your turn!" said Ms.Lisa. Carla stepped before the class. She was giving her essay about her summer vacation. "This summer vacation I went to California. I was seeing my Grandma Kelly! But, I got on the wrong plane and got shipped to an island near Africa! Everyone's hair was purple and had green highlights! There, everyone talked backwards and I asked them to write it down but It was in VERY messy handwriting. Then I was looking in the window of a house and a six year old was telling a 34 year old to finish their vegetables or there would be no dessert!" Everyone stared at Carla. They thought she was crazy! "Well, " Carla read on, "I managed to find a phone and call the airline; but they put me on hold for two whole hours! "Then out of the blue someone came and said they would take me home and they held out their hand. I took it and we flew off to my home right back here!" I finished. "And THAT is what I did on my Summer vacation!" Carla sat back down in her seat. A poem about By Isha India Harry Potter is a great wizard who loves to play the tournament of triwizard. He simply loved Cho And Cho didn't even know, Till he confessed that Cho is the best. He is a great seeker But Does not like Reeta Skeeter! Ron and Hermione are his best buddies. Out of which Hermione is great at studies. He became tournament's champion And Won hundreds of galleons But He gave it to Fred and George. So they can own a Joke Shop. Mrs. Weasley loves him like a mother And On every Christmas sends him a jumper. Kreacher is his house elf But Dobby likes him more than itself. Suddenly he came to know that a prophecy exists That says Neither can survive while the other exists. Harry became very tensed but Dumbledore asked him to be in his sense. Dumbledore told him that he shares some powers with The dark lord, Voldermot The only difference between them was of An Emotion Harry could love Whereas Dark lord couldn't even give a hug. When Sirius was no more alive Harry thought that he would not be able to lead his life. Few months ago he wanted people to believe him But Now he wanted them to leave him. He felt too bad and was very sad. But Then Ginny consoled him And He realized that she was the one made for him! In Harry's sixth year Draco Malfoy became a bit weird. He didn't let people touch his arm as It contained his secret of Dark Mark. He knew that Malfoy was upto something worst But Didn't know that he will let Death Eaters enter in Hogwarts. Harry froze when Snape killed Dumbledore. In the end he realized His path was different from other's life As He had to kill voldemort who had ruined many people's life. Lost Dog... By Chelsey Age 17 Hampden Mass. The day came to an end as the sun began to set, creating rays of oranges and pinks. It lowered farther into the horizon and black flooded from the far corners of the sky, as if a bottle of ink tipped to its side. Stars gently floated in the sky's inky covering, and a full moon rose high. Pale moonlight shone down on the dark earth revealing shapes and shadows that daytime could not show. The forest seemed to grow in size during the night, filling with new shadows, new trees, and new creatures. One creature was particularly new to the forest at night. In the shaded bushes, a set of orbs peered through the leaves. The dim light reflected off of the glassy, round spheres, as they shifted and moved. They pulled back into the darkness of the bushes after a few moments of gazing around and soft crunches and rustling could be heard. On the opposite end of the shrubs, a cream colored muzzle poked out. Its nose twitching and wiggling with a faint sound of sniffing being heard. More and more the muzzle came out, as the branches of the bush pushed open. A paw came out from under the muzzle, preparing to reveal the creature hidden in the plants. Slowly its head moved out from the bushes. The face of the creature was that of a dog. The dog's face was covered in a cream hue, with black markings around its eyes and forehead. The cautious dog crept fully out of its shelter, uncovering its German Shepard like appearance. It's epidermis illuminated in the pasty light, as the canine kept moving slowly from the bushes. Its tail was tucked between its legs, while the torso of the animal lowered closer to the ground. The frightened dog was lost, and confused. Letting out a soft whimper as its floppy ears pinned back while glaring around its surroundings. In the far distance, behind the dog, there was a loud screeching noise. The dog jumped up into the air, swigging its figure around to face where the noise came from. The once pinned back lobes, were now perked up and facing forward, as its tail stood erect. Emitting a defensive growl, his lips started to curl barely exposing his ivory daggers. Another ear shattering screech was produced from the pitch-black forest, this time it was closer. The dog fixed its mitts to the earth, as it growled louder and bared more of its saliva stained fangs. Suddenly a loud swoop was heard from the treetops. Soon after a branch rattled. Two amber glowing pools blinked down at the dog, another screech bellowed down. The dog, confused, viscously barked up at the trees. "You don't like my singing?" a deep voice hollered down to the dog, causing it to stop barking. "The night creatures usually adore my singing..." it said as another screech rang through the trees. "No I don't..." the dog responded in a deeper, masculine voice. His head glanced around, trying to find the owner of the voice; his lobes twitched, listening to any noise. The pelt on his back rose from the tension. Another tree branch shook, and down came a small owl. Its amber spheres stared up at the dog, as it rustled its plumage. "I haven't seen you around here before." the owl said to him, extending his neck to get a closer look to the dog. "Yeah, I'm a little lost," the dog said "Sorry I barked at you while you sang. You sort of startled me." The dog gave a small chuckle to the owl. Then he sat down before the owl, curling his tail around his body. "It's all right, I suppose. You are new around here," aid the owl. The dog cracked a smile and asked in as friendly a manner as he could. "Do you think you could help me?" "How could I help you?" the owl asked in response. Standing on his limbs, the dog peered up to the treetops. "Well you could fly above the trees and lead me out of here. You know, point me back to town." The owl looked at the dog as if he had three heads. "How am I supposed to lead you from here, if you can't see past the darkness yourself?" the owl asked. Letting out a small sigh, the dog stretched his front legs and sat himself back down. His oculars glared up to the sky, his mind raced with thoughts and ideas, but none of them would seem to help. Moments passed as he sat and thought, and the owl stood and stared at him. "I have it!" the dog proclaimed. "You could screech and I could follow that!" His tail began to wag rapidly from the joy of his discovery. "Well…" the owl answered, "I guess I could. Wouldn't hurt to try." The owl took to the sky in a flash. Springing to his mitts, the dog perked his lobes and was ready to listen. A few moments later, a screech from the distance was heard. His head adverted to the direction it came from, and his orbs searched for a way to get there. Another screech came, as the dog though, "I have to move.. now…" His legs flexed and pushed his frame forward; he turned his mug to the side as the shrubbery scratched at his face. He bounded after the owl's vocals, leaping over obstacles, dashing through leaves. His breathing picked up in pace and his tongue fell from his mouth. The owl kept screeching and leading him through the forest. The chase went on for a great while, until the screeching stopped. But the dog just kept running straight. He busted through a patch of bushed and landed in an open field with the owl just a few feet from him. "Whoa!!" he yelled as his paws slammed against the dirt to stop his momentum. The owl put his wings over his eyes expecting to be squished by the dog. Thankfully, he stopped right in front of the owl. Taking its wings from its amber pools, the owl said sarrcastically, "Well, that was a brilliant thank you." The dog panted and fell down to the ground. "Well, thank you for helping me," the dog said, out of breath as he looked up to the owl from his resting-place. "And thank you for giving me a heart attack," the owl said, and flew back into the air. Flapping its wings, the owl soared back to the forest, singing his midnight song. After resting for a good while, the dog stood up to see his town laying at the edge of the field. His head turned behind him, and he gazed at the looming forest. Blinking softly, he turned back to the town and trotted forward to go back home. Naaman The Leper by Javed Colaba,Mumbai Naaman was the captain of the host of King of Syria. He was a great and honourable man but he had a disease called Leprosy. The little maid that served Naaman's wife told her if her master, Naaman, was with the prophet in Samaria, he would be healed. So the King of Syria sent Naaman, along with a letter to the King of Israel. When the King of Israel received the letter, he tore his clothes. The King was upset because he knew that he could not heal Naaman. When Elisha(a man of God) heard that the King of Israel was so upset, he told him to let Naaman come to him. So Naaman went to Elisha's door, and Elisha sent out a messenger to tell Naaman to go and dip in the Jordan River seven times, and he would be healed. Naaman was very angry because Elisha did not come out himself and heal him right there. Naaman wanted to dip in some of the other rivers that were cleaner then the Jordan River. Therefore, he went away very mad. His servants told him that if he had been asked to do some great thing, would he not have done it? So he went and dipped in the Jordan River according to what the man of God had told him, and he was healed. The Lesson behind this story: It had nothing to do with the water that healed Naaman, but the obedience to God that made him well. |
The Story of Stacy By Kaevon, Denzil, Kelsey and Krystyn Illustrated by Krystyn To read this story, click on the title. Waves By Casey Boom! The waves are within me! Hear them roar! The soothing sounds within galore! Whoosh, Whish, Crash, and Boom! The waves are within me above and more! Hallow, Episode #1 By Jesse Age 12 Rochester, New York Master Chef and his recruits were just getting ready to play a nice game of T.A.G. (target, arena, game). In this game you use low power plasma pistols to tag each other. Suddenly, the corporal came in and said, "Get suited up we are going to the planet of the Convenient aliens! We are launching a full scale attack on those convenient boogers." "Why?" said the Master Chef. "They declared war on us five minutes ago because we asked them for some salt, sugar, and white chocolate for some muffins! I hate those darn convenient idiots!" said the corporal. "First, UW (universe war) I, now UWII!" said the first lieutenant. "Sheesh!" said Master Chef. 5 HOURS LATER When the crew arrived at the planet of the Convenient aliens they fired several hundred rotten and boiled eggs and plasma pumpkin seeds at us! We took heavy damage and had to go to the escape pods. Thinking we were dead they boarded our abandoned ship, but we were smarter than they were so we launched the pods without us in them and hid under the floor. Then we jumped out with hot dog battle rifles and RPCCLs (Rocket, Propelled, Candy, Cane, Launchers) and blew them to kingdom come. After which we got jet packs on and flew down to their planet. ON THE PLANET OF THE CONVENIENTS We put on our camouflage and snuck into their main base, but they were smart and saw us and started shooting. Then Master Chef snuck into the planet's main power source and planted a huge soufflé bomb on it to destroy the planet. But will Master Chef and his allies get out in time, or will the planet and the allies be covered in pastries? But will Master Chef and his allies get out in time, or will the planet and the allies be covered in pastries? Find out in the next edition of Hallow! HALLOW EPISODE #2 "ON THE PLANET OF THE CONVENIENTS" Back where we left off: Master Chef and his allies were trying to get off the planet because Master Chef planted a soufflé bomb in the core. Let's join them now… "We need to get out of here!" Said Master Chef. "I don't like being covered in pastries." "How would you know?" asked the corporal, who was on a salami turret next to him. "Baby sister. No time for details! We have to get off this dirt bag in… OH MY GOSH, 30 seconds!!! I have an idea!" Master Chef said with a smile. "This is going to be good," said Corporal when Master Chef whispered his plan to him. But little did Master Chef know a Convenient was watching and listing in on the plan. As soon as the Convenient got back to base, he told the others about it and, in a weird alien tongue he said, "Rabashad hedehad butoll jrulsumre hubr!!!" Oh sorry you don't speak alien; translated he said, "Those dumb humans! Their plan is to steal one of our super duper dumper ships and get off the planet safely!!!!!" But little did the aliens know that Master Chef really knew that the alien was there and made up a fake plan to fool them, because he knew that they would protect their super duper dumper ships so Master Chef and the gang could make a safe escape on their sea gull. And so, another exciting adventure of Hallow comes to a close, as Master Chef and his crew escapes from the Planet of the convenient aliens as another happy ending… but many horrors are yet to come. Read on to see what happens next!!! HALLOW EPISODE #3 INSIDE MASTER CHEIF'S SEA GULL (Super Elegant Agile Great Unbelievable aircraft that Lobs Lobsters) As we return to Master and his crew they have just made their escape from the planet of the Convients which has just been covered in pastries… let's see how they are doing now. "No my dear corporal, it is I that am right and you are wrong," said master Chef. "Ahh but it is you that are wrong Master Chef." Argued the Corporal. "NO you are wrong I say that cold cuts cannot fly!" Replied Master Chef. "And I say that cold cuts CAN fly!" said The Corporal. "Guys!!! Guys!!! Stop arguing and get over here NOW!!!" said the soldier that was manning the radar. "I think you might want to see this HURRY UP"!! "Ahhhh what is it now!? This had better be good or else I will FIRE YOU"!!! Said the Corporal. "Um well you see sir… well umm, I don't know how to break it to you but, I'm in love sir"! said the soldier. "WHAT!!!!! You called me over here for that!!!!" said the corporal. "Wow… it is true what I heard in the bathroom, you can't take a joke," said the soldier. "Hmm HAHA A JOKE!!! Well contrary to what you might think I CAN TAKE A JOKE!!! And who told you that nonsense?" said the Corporal. "WOW you scared me sir, and Joe told me sir!" said the soldier. "Joe your fired!" Said the corporal as he threw Joe into a s.p.a.c.e. p.o.d. (Super, Potty, And Corn Emitter that Pummels, Other, Dudes) and sent it to the nearest planet. "Now what is the REAL news." "Ok, OK, the real news is…AHH!!! I guess I shouldn't have delayed that news you can figure it out now I g… g …guess…uh," Said the soldier as he died. "What happened?" said the Master Chef. "Oh, I get it. EVERYONE! BATTLE STATIONS!!" Tune in next time to see what happened to the soldier and who, or what has attacked the sea gull. HALLOW EPISODE #4 Back where we left Master Chef and his crew still unknown "assassins" were attacking them, let's see how they are going to get out of this one… "EVERYONE, MAN YOUR STATIONS WE GOT US A CODE RED!!!!" yelled the Master Chef. Master Chef and his gang were busy fighting the still unknown marauders and dodging pea machine guns, nacho sauce bazooka and for desert RPIC (Rocket Propelled Ice Cream) when finally one of the assassins stepped out of the smoke and finally the team of good guys realized whom they were up against. "OH MOTHER OF NEBBULA NOT THEM!!!!!!! ANYONE BUT THEM!!!!" But it was true the F.L.U.D.E.D was here. (Oh by the way, F.L.U.D.E.D stands for, Freaky, Lame, Unimaginable, Destructor, Emergency, Duds. The F.L.U.D.E.D are monsters created by the convenient aliens to aid them in the destruction of Earth). "Everyone!" said Master Chef, "To the S.P.A.C.E P.O.Ds!" commanded Master Chef. While Master Chef and his allies run for the S.P.A.C.E P.O.Ds the Corporal suddenly gets shot with several peas from a pea machine gun. Tune in next time to see if the Corporal lives or dies!! HALLOW EPISODE #5 As you know, we are just getting back to when The Corporal got shot by several peas from one of the F.L.U.D.E.D's pea machine guns. Now it is time to see if he will live or die… "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed Master Chef. "SUE, WHY HAVE THEY TAKEN YOU! YOU NEED TO LIVE!" "I, I, I ahhhh," said the Corporal as he croaked. "SUE NOOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed Master Chef in sorrow for his dearly departed friend. "I told you NEVER to call me that name," exclaimed the Corporal as he came back in the form of a frog. "Wait, what just happened here?" "I hoped you would never see me this way." said the Corporal. "You see when I was young a monster cursed me and said that every night at midnight I would turn into a frog and do you know what? It is midnight!" yelled the frog. "Now lets get out of here!" yelled the Master Chef as he and the frog boarded their Sea Gull to make one of the greatest escapes in Hallow history. If you want to see what other adventures Master Chef and his crew get in to, stay tuned!! The Haunted House By Kriti Age 10 India Once upon a time when Neeraj was playing cricket, his ball went into a house. Everybody said that it was a haunted house and nobody ever went into it. Neeraj went into it and saw a boy playing with the same ball. Neeraj asked the boy for the ball. The boy said, "No!" Neeraj became very angry. He slapped him and lo! Neeraj's hand came out of him as if he was made of water. The boy ran, and Neeraj wanted to follow him, but he disappeared. Then Neeraj saw him again. This time he did not miss the chance but followed him. The boy ran into a room. It was oddly furnished. Then he saw a woman. She slapped him hard and said, "How dare you touch my child!" Neeraj fell on the floor in a faint. Then he heard the boy say, "I will soon eat him Mom." The boy continued, "Get up, get up!" When Neeraj woke up he saw there was no boy, no ball, no woman… only his mother asking him to get up, for breakfast was ready. Why Do Zebras Have Stripes By Sarah Age 11 Nashua NH Zebras have stripes because a long time ago a zebra ate a lollipop. It was really good. That little zebras name was Ziggie, and after he had one lollipop he wanted more and more of them, but his mom told him that a lollipop was candy and that candy was bad for his body and teeth. Luckily for him there was a lollipop tree near by, so he could all ways get a lollipop when he wanted one. He was so glad because his favorite flavor was Razzelberry Swirl; he ate that one once a day every day. He loved them so much. But one day his mom caught him under the tree on her way home from the supermarket. She said, "I thought I told you not to eat as many lollipops?" He said, "I don't, I only eat one once a day." Then she said that that was still too much. "Come on, let's go home." When they got home she said, "We need to talk. I am only trying to help you. I don't want you to be unhealthy." Ziggie said, "But I am healthy!" Yes," she said, "but you won't be if you keep eating lollipops. You are going to get fat and overweight. Also, you know that you are the fastest kid in your grade, and if you keep eating them then you won't be able to run as fast. I don't think you want that, do you?" He sure didn't, so he decided to cut way back on the lollipops. He told him mom his decision the next morning. She was very proud that he did this on his own. Although he and many friends stopped eating them, it still gave all of them stripes. They got them from the stripes on the Razzelberry Swirl lollipops. As the zebras grew older they grew more and more stripes, and soon all the zebras had stripes. I guess that is how they all got stripes. The Trouble with TV Carrie Parker, B.S. Age, Adult Seattle, WA The trouble with TV is It can't build a fort for a king and queen and their merry court. It won't wear pearls to afternoon tea, so turn off the TV and imagine with me! The trouble with TV is It can't color a sky blue Or make a papier mâché cockatoo It can't paint a boat to sail the high sea so turn off the TV and create with me! The trouble with TV is It can't play third base Or win first prize in a three-legged-race It doesn't jump rope or water ski, so turn off the TV and move with me! The trouble with TV is It can't tickle your toes Wear big floppy shoes and a bright red nose. It doesn't tell riddles or giggle with glee so turn off the TV and \laugh with me! The trouble with TV is It can't walk a dog, and play in mud puddles or catch a frog. It never gets dirty or scrapes a knee so turn off the TV and explore with me! The trouble with TV is it won't play "I spy" to find the man in the polka-dot tie. It can't tug-a-war or swing from a tree, so turn off the TV and play with me! The trouble with TV is It can't tie your shoes, make a cucumber sandwich or count by twos. It can't read books or win a spelling bee so turn off the TV and learn with me! So when the sun slips away and the moonlight is beaming, Turn off the TV… because nighttime's for dreaming. The Rockin' Rabbits By Diane Age 10 McCook Lake, South Dakota Once there was a group of happy rabbits. Well, wait a minute, was it partly happy rabbits? Yeah, I think that's right. Well, on with the story now... Once there was a group of partly happy rabbits. They were partly happy because they pretended they were happy rabbits on the surface world; otherwise know as "where the people live." What made them truly happy was when they were underground rockin' their heads off. Yes, it may sound like it was a very loud thing. Well, it was! The rabbits were so far underground that the only thing that could hear them were the animals themselves. They used the jukebox, crazy hair wigs, and electrical outlets that they took from the people to make their rocking undergroundness even better. They always planned to return their rockin' items, but they usually forgot to give it all back. But that's not the whole of the story!!! Every night they would start rockin', they wouldn't just have the rabbits rockin'. All of the other rabbits on the surface world would come and join them in their rockin' tunnels. Other animals that were allowed to rock with them would go right above them and start to rock, also. The birds would always be the funniest part of the night. They would start jumping from one foot to the other and bonking their heads; forward and backward, forward and backward. Afterwards the birds would start doing flips that most birds normally wouldn't dare try. When the night was over, all of the animals would go back to their regular ways of hiding their play until the whole neighborhood, except for them, were asleep and ready to rock once again. How The Moon Came To Be By Melissa & Elizabeth Ages 16 Northport, New York When Baker Bill was born, his mother Baker Betty-Boo baked him a giant chocolate chip cookie. She threw it like a flying saucer into the night sky for safekeeping. She told baby Baker Bill, "When you're older, sugar, that cookie in the sky will be yours for the taking." Each year, a bigger, brighter, and more anxious Bill would ask his mother the same question. "Moony," he would say, "am I old enough to go after the big cookie in the sky?" With a simple smile, Moony would always reply, "Maybe next year, sugar." In case you are wondering, Baker Bill always called his mother "moony" because it was his first attempt at saying "mommy" as an infant. Amazingly, the name stuck to Baker Betty-Boo like glue. In turn, she would call her sweet, baby boy "sugar". On big kid Baker Bill's 11th birthday, Moony finally gave in to her son's earnest request. She decided to let Baker Bill go after the big cookie that night. First, however, they would have to celebrate with a large and in charge, bear-sized birthday cake. Baker Betty-Boo decided to send her son to his friends' house so that she could bake the giant cake. That night, when Baker Bill left his friends Funny Florist Fran and Courageous Carpenter Carl's house, he found the remains of a terribly tragic accident. As he walked inside his mother's bakery, the little boy dropped his coat, presents, and birthday cards, because none of them seemed to matter anymore. He stood in the doorway of the bakery with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. As his heart beat faster and faster, the boy's breath could not keep up with him. As each second ticked by on the cuckoo clock, a tear fell slowly from Bill's bulging eyes, down his splotchy cheeks, and off of his cold chin. The teardrops splattered onto his muddy black boots, which he had yet to take off. Once Baker Bill came to his senses, he realized just what was in front of him. There on the bakery floor, was something that looked like it was out of a movie. Through his blurred vision, he saw what was unmistakably his mother's legs, sticking out from underneath his freshly baked, once upright, large and in charge, bear-sized birthday cake. The rest of Moony's body was not visible, for the bear-sized birthday cake itself had squished her. Baker Betty-Boo had just become the victim of a bake-and-squish incident. Sadly, she was dead as a doorknob, just like the Wicked Witch of the East who was smooshed by a flying house in The Wizard of Oz. Baker Bill knew there was no time for grieving. Right now, he had to see the only part of his mother he had left. The determined baker turned around, picked up his coat, and prepared for the journey to the big cookie in the sky. Brave Baker Bill filled his chef hat with one measuring cup and a couple million pounds of sugar, and was off. He walked out of the bakery, and into the bright night sky. Bill got to work quickly, and started to count the cups as he made a ladder of sugar to the cookie. As he poured each cup, he climbed a foot high. Before the boy knew it, the big cookie was right before him. Baker Bill always remembered that it took him 1 billion, 261 million, 154 thousand, and 400 cups of sugar to get to Moony's cookie. Baker Bill sat in the clouds and stared at the magnificent monument to his mother. The big cookie reminded him of Moony in such and intense and meaningful way that he decided to call it "moon". Tears dropped down his face as he thought back on all the good times they had shared. Then, Bill stared at the big, brown chocolate chips. He recalled the way he used to sneak up to Moony's oven every night before dinner, and pick out the chocolate chips in her freshly baked cookies. He knew that Moony had always seen him in the action, but would pretend she had no idea that he was eating the chips. Baker Bill finally decided to make like old times, and gently picked the chocolate chips out of the moon. After eating all of the chips, the baker's hunger was almost satisfied. He took one big bite out of the moon, said his goodbyes, and returned home at midnight. He slowly climbed down the sugar ladder and walked to his nice, warm bed. While under the covers, Bill stared lovingly at the three quarter moon. He then closed his eyes, putting an end to his very sad birthday. After a week went by, Baker Bill decided to visit the moon again because he could not sleep. He stayed a while and talked to the moon in such a way that it truly seemed like his mother. At midnight, Bill took another giant bite out of the moon and went home. He felt much better after this quiet visit and easily closed his eyes. Though he did not know it, the half moon was shining down brightly at his window. Another long week went by in this fashion. It was past the middle of the month and Baker Bill went up the ladder again, in need of his mother's presence. Not even realizing it, the lonely baker bit at the moon until only one quarter remained. However, both his stomach and heart were satisfied, so he went on home to sleep. Surprisingly, Baker Bill's slumber that night was so peaceful, that he did not wake until midnight of the final day of the month. For this reason, the crazed baker jerked himself out of bed in his pound cake print pyjamas, and climbed like a monkey up the ladder to the moon. When he got there, Baker Bill hugged the moon like he used to hug Moony. He sat and ate until the last crumb of the moon was gone, and the stars shone alone in the midnight sky. When Bill returned to his bed he started to cry. He could not sleep knowing that the only thing his mom left behind was now in his tummy. Baker Bill worked through the night and into the first week of the new month, baking another big cookie. While waiting for it to cool, the proud baker carefully picked out the chocolate chips in peace, but wished Moony was there to catch him stuffing his face full of chocolate. Once the new moon was cool and there were giant craters left where he took out its chips, Baker Bill threw it into the sky, just as Betty-Boo had done eleven years ago. Finally, the restless baker felt that his work was done. Until the next week, the full moon would stay in the night sky undisturbed. Baker Bill pulled up the covers that night and looked at the moon, which was shining as bright as ever midst the constellations of the stars. After several minutes, Moony's son drifted calmly into his dreamland. What he did not know was that his mother's face beamed in the moon all night. As she looked into his bedroom window, her mouth formed the words, "Good night, sugar." Smiling down at her sweet boy, her face lit up the sky. Now you know how the moon came to be. Thanks to the Baker family, we now have a beautiful, yet tasty moon as part of our night sky. Whenever you are sad, lonely, or unable to fall asleep in your bed at night, just pull up your blinds, crawl under the covers, and gaze deeply at the moon. You will find that just like a mother, the moon will wipe your troubles miles away. Before you know it, your eyes will be closed and you will be dreaming peacefully. |
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