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The Wright 3

By Blue Balliett, Reviewed by Julian Tütüncü-Macías

Published January 27, 2016

The Wright 3, by Blue Balliett; Scholastic Press: New York, 2006; $16.99 The second mystery in a trilogy comprising Chasing Vermeer and The Calder Game, The Wright 3 stars two familiar detectives, twelve-year-olds Calder and...

The Sanctuary That Cured Me

by Iona Swift

Published January 27, 2016

Building the Pyramids

by Timmi Ruth Kline

Published January 27, 2016

The smell of hot bread rose to Lomea’s nostrils as she removed a freshly baked loaf from the small fire. She handed it to her younger sister, Hemufe, who in turn gave it to the...

Memory’s Song

by Mary Woods

Published January 26, 2016

Leaf of Sunshine

By Laurel Gibson

Published January 26, 2016

The forest is calm, only an occasional chirp of a bird, breaks the silence, the sun is buried in a blanket of clouds, only a few golden rays escape, just enough to penetrate the darkness,...

Pain

by Daniel KulahliOglu

Published January 26, 2016

Pain can be felt in all kinds of ways. If you fall off a bike and scrape your knee you could feel pain, put on a bandage and, with time, forget about it. But there...

When I Understood

By Malini Gandhi

Published January 26, 2016

NEW DELHI, INDIA, 2002 Staring wide-eyed out of the car window I look down at the dusty bodies of children clustered below me. Their hair is streaked with dust and grime Their skin darkened to...

Flowers on the Water

by Hannah Scarborough

Published January 26, 2016

Not Your Ordinary Fairy Tale

by Emmy J. X. Wong

Published January 26, 2016

The Loss of a Leaf

By Peter Satterthwaite

Published January 26, 2016

The Wright 3

Review Published January 27, 2016 By Blue Balliett, Reviewed by Julian Tütüncü-Macías

The Sanctuary That Cured Me

Story Published January 27, 2016 by Iona Swift

“You have two unheard messages. First unheard message.” The fake, calm voice of the answering machine seems to ring through my ears. I can feel my excited heart pumping blood to every single part of my body. “Hi, this is Kerry from the Golden Mountain Theater Company with a message for Molly.” Anticipation radiates through me like the sun on the Sahara Desert.

Building the Pyramids

Story Published January 27, 2016 by Timmi Ruth Kline

The smell of hot bread rose to Lomea’s nostrils as she removed a freshly baked loaf from the small fire. She handed it to her younger sister, Hemufe, who in turn gave it to the last worker waiting for his lunch. She fell back onto her mat with a sigh. The desert heat that the twelve-year-old had ignored while serving lunch slowly crept up.

Memory’s Song

Story Published January 26, 2016 by Mary Woods

“We should have known better,” Garu grated angrily. The sparrow perched high in the apple tree, watching helplessly as the gray cat below devoured her kill. “Let’s leave. This is no place for the clan.” His fierce gaze flicked over his now small group: his trusted friend Baklan, Baklan’s mate Teekeh, their grown daughter Kila, and his own son, Liru.

Leaf of Sunshine

Poem Published January 26, 2016 By Laurel Gibson

The forest is calm, only an occasional chirp of a bird, breaks the silence, the sun is buried in a blanket of clouds, only a few golden rays escape, just enough to penetrate the darkness, cool wind rustles through the trees, gently swaying their nimble branches, so peaceful, one single leaf spirals to the ground, twirling, spinning, now upon the brown fallen leaves, lies one of a brilliant sun-yel...

Pain

Story Published January 26, 2016 by Daniel KulahliOglu

Pain can be felt in all kinds of ways. If you fall off a bike and scrape your knee you could feel pain, put on a bandage and, with time, forget about it. But there is another pain that can only be cured by accepting it because it never goes away. This is the pain I want to talk about.

When I Understood

Poem Published January 26, 2016 By Malini Gandhi

NEW DELHI, INDIA, 2002 Staring wide-eyed out of the car window I look down at the dusty bodies of children clustered below me. Their hair is streaked with dust and grime Their skin darkened to a crisp by the intensity of the broiling summer sun. Their writhing hands clutch at the shiny silver metal of our car Grabbing hungrily at the colorful juice boxes my parents offer from the windows.

Flowers on the Water

Story Published January 26, 2016 by Hannah Scarborough

Jackie Linnely took a big jump into the crunchy pile of leaves in the school yard. Ms. Lunder suddenly blew her whistle as the bell rang, BRRRINNNGG! “Alice,” Jackie called out to her friend, “see you after school!” As Jackie lined up to go inside, she saw Ms. Lunder pull on a sweater. That made her feel chilly, too. Jackie was so happy autumn was here!

Not Your Ordinary Fairy Tale

Story Published January 26, 2016 by Emmy J. X. Wong

Every day was a holiday, or so it seemed. You didn’t need decorated trees, fireworks, cakes and candles, or paper hats to celebrate special days, Marty thought. Marty loved her lazy Sunday mornings perched on a high stool in her galley kitchen, eating stacks of buckwheat pancakes dripping in amber syrup, lovingly cooked just the way she liked ’em, crispy brown on the outside and fluffy golden ...

The Loss of a Leaf

Poem Published January 26, 2016 By Peter Satterthwaite

It was a picturesque day at a pond, The glassy water gently undulated, Transforming turtles to twigs. The swans slowly carved their way forward, The paddleboats hypnotically Slap slap slapped. But no day is perfect for everyone, Like the coming of fall, For betwixt the lily pads, A swan lay Dead, Its head limp at its side.

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