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The Run Away?

By Sarah Jick, Illustrated by Sheri Park

Published November 18, 2016

Eliza opened her bedroom door a crack and looked through the small slit into the tan-carpeted hallway. It was deserted. Eliza breathed a sigh of relief. She stuck her head out and listened for any...

Stranded

By Joshua Mandell, Illustrated by Carolyn Burnett

Published November 18, 2016

PROLOGUE [dropcap]T[/dropcap]he words were like white-hot knives plunging into Tom's skin. His mahogany eyes were flaring at his parents' shouts. "You're banned from GameCube!" "You're grounded!" "No allowance!" All Tom wanted was to run...

A Story to Tell

By Amy Xu, Illustrated by Chloe Hamilton

Published November 18, 2016

Beyond the Dance

By Chan Hon Goh, Reviewed by Karlen Schreiber

Published November 18, 2016

Beyond the Dance, by Chan Hon Goh; Tundra Books: New York, 2002; $15.95 When I first saw the cover of Beyond the Dance, I thought it might be a book that was just about dance...

Storm Dancer

By Veronica Engler, Illustrated by Dana Hareli

Published November 18, 2016

I gazed out from the ferry, my eyes growing big as we neared the island. It shone like an emerald in the morning sunlight, green trees waving to me in greeting. I could not help...

I Am a Golden Trout

By Colin Johnson

Published November 18, 2016

The Sky, the Water, and the Shell

By Emma King, Illustrated by Emma Kim Burbage

Published November 18, 2016

My damp hair lies strangled on my sweaty shoulders. The air around me covers every bit of me with heat, and continues to close in on me. My hair clings and knots on my swirly...

The Tale of Tawret

By Emily deLisle, Illustrated by Jana Bernard

Published November 17, 2016

My Landlord on an August Morning

By Alyssum Quaglia

Published November 17, 2016

My landlord wakes to a dawn where everything is silent, and even the trees still linger in the unconsciousness of night. Dewy grass dampens his shoes as he strolls out over to his most used...

A Shore Thing

By Charlie Patten, Illustrated by Devon Cole

Published November 17, 2016

I looked down at my watch; it was already five past six. Where are they? It was starting to annoy me that they were late again. The plan was that we would meet at the...

The Run Away?

Story Published November 18, 2016 By Sarah Jick, Illustrated by Sheri Park

Eliza opened her bedroom door a crack and looked through the small slit into the tan-carpeted hallway. It was deserted. Eliza breathed a sigh of relief. She stuck her head out and listened for any noises that would signify that she was not the only person up. To the left, her little sister Emily's room was silent. Eliza cocked her head the other way to listen for her parents. Nothing.

Stranded

Story Published November 18, 2016 By Joshua Mandell, Illustrated by Carolyn Burnett

PROLOGUE The words were like white-hot knives plunging into Tom's skin. His mahogany eyes were flaring at his parents' shouts. "You're banned from GameCube!" "You're grounded!" "No allowance!" All Tom wanted was to run far, far away from here. His two little sisters, Hannah and Beth, huddled in a corner, wide-eyed with fear. Tom could take it no longer.

A Story to Tell

Story Published November 18, 2016 By Amy Xu, Illustrated by Chloe Hamilton

Imagine being lost in the New York City train station with people you don't know. Imagine a four-year-old kid in the middle of the stairway, scared and confused. Imagine a crowd all around you, and there's nowhere to go. Who was that four-year-old kid that got lost in the train station? I was that four-year-old, and I was alone and afraid. I went to preschool in Chinatown.

Beyond the Dance

Review Published November 18, 2016 By Chan Hon Goh, Reviewed by Karlen Schreiber

Beyond the Dance, by Chan Hon Goh; Tundra Books: New York, 2002; $15.95 When I first saw the cover of Beyond the Dance, I thought it might be a book that was just about dance technique. But, as the saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover. As I started reading, I found that Chan Hon Goh was writing not just about her dance career, but also about her life growing up in Communist China where...

Storm Dancer

Story Published November 18, 2016 By Veronica Engler, Illustrated by Dana Hareli

I gazed out from the ferry, my eyes growing big as we neared the island. It shone like an emerald in the morning sunlight, green trees waving to me in greeting. I could not help but smile. What a wonderful way to spend our vacation—my first time seeing the ocean and we were going to be right in the middle of it!

I Am a Golden Trout

Poem Published November 18, 2016 By Colin Johnson

The sound of silence shatters When a buzzing fly splashes into a cool freshwater lake The water, like liquid tourmalines, ripples to kiss the sun-bleached shore I wait for a delicious, squishy fly to plop into striking range Anxious yet excited Each time is as thrilling as the first I strike like a ravenous eagle WHAM! I clamp the sweet, juicy fly between my jaws like a wrench GULP!

The Sky, the Water, and the Shell

Story Published November 18, 2016 By Emma King, Illustrated by Emma Kim Burbage

My damp hair lies strangled on my sweaty shoulders. The air around me covers every bit of me with heat, and continues to close in on me. My hair clings and knots on my swirly tie-dyed top. It swirls along with the oranges, reds and yellows. As we bounce up and down along the dusty gray, brown South African road, pictures of my father and sister far away bounce along with my stomach.

The Tale of Tawret

Story Published November 17, 2016 By Emily deLisle, Illustrated by Jana Bernard

A large gray hippo waded in the clear, cool Nile River. His name was Akitomen. Akitomen's wife, Tawret, glided alongside him. The couple both watched their children, Khufem and Maketuman. The kids played happily in the papyrus reeds, Tawret and Akitomen talked while keeping an eye on the kids. Tawret had always been a wonderful hippo mother. Loving, yet stern.

My Landlord on an August Morning

Poem Published November 17, 2016 By Alyssum Quaglia

My landlord wakes to a dawn where everything is silent, and even the trees still linger in the unconsciousness of night. Dewy grass dampens his shoes as he strolls out over to his most used patch of land: the garden. The smells are soft and fresh and the rain's clear drops from the night before are a blanket strung with pearls, that drape over the green leaves of lettuce as he walks over to tend t...

A Shore Thing

Story Published November 17, 2016 By Charlie Patten, Illustrated by Devon Cole

I looked down at my watch; it was already five past six. Where are they? It was starting to annoy me that they were late again. The plan was that we would meet at the bench under the third streetlight at exactly six o'clock to go swimming. The ocean was at low tide at exactly six so every minute that ticked by, the tide came in and the waves became rougher and rougher.

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