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Where the Cotton Bolls Grow

By Sharon Wang, Illustrated by Vivienne Clark

Published November 30, 2016

My father was the first in his rural hometown to ever go to college. In China the colleges are scarce. College entrance exams were created to wipe out the majority of the people who wanted...

The Locket of Lost Love

By Jessica Blanton, Illustrated by Lydia Trottmann

Published November 30, 2016

The Great Chessboard

By Will Ilgen, Illustrated by Andrew Smith

Published November 30, 2016

A Story of the Civil War [dropcap]I[/dropcap]t was early dawn on July 1, 1863. The cool breeze crept through the hills. Sunlight swarmed over the long and copious lines of tents. Not a soul...

Forgotten Words

By Natalia M. Thompson, Illustrated by Natalie Chin

Published November 30, 2016

Finders, Keepers

By Holly Wist, Illustrated by the author

Published November 30, 2016

I found the box today. It was on the dust-covered shelf in the new room. While I was searching for one of my many misplaced books, I picked up this plain-looking plastic box to set...

A Lasso for Adagio

By Julian March, Illustrated hy Noel Lunceford

Published November 30, 2016

I look back on that night and wonder why I was so scared. Was it the noises—or the fact I was alone, surrounded by water, with nothing overhead but the glittering stars and the Cheshire...

A Day with My Dog

By Zack Bell, Illustrated by Sheri Park

Published November 29, 2016

I picked up the soggy, slobbered-on tennis ball and threw it yet again. I watched Sunset gleefully pursue it yet again. It was part of our special bond, this pointless game of fetch. Both of...

The Color of Honor

By Andrew Lorraine, Illustrated by Noel Lunceford

Published November 29, 2016

CHAPTER ONE [dropcap]B[/dropcap]yron Jones parked his beat-up, old, black Chevy in the driveway and stared at the house in front of him. All of his hopes and dreams lay before him in this green...

Red Comet

By Philip Grayeski, Illustrated by Devon Cole

Published November 29, 2016

The soaring red sparkler flew over my head with clouds chasing behind. I gazed up and pondered what it would be like sitting in the Red Comet, wind rushing at your face, an old greasy...

A Beautiful Memory

By Emma Loizeaux, Illustrated by Leslie Osmont

Published November 29, 2016

This Saturday morning I slept in. I knew I didn't have to get up for anything except a tennis lesson at one o'clock. When I finally rolled out of bed at eleven, I stumbled downstairs...

Where the Cotton Bolls Grow

Story Published November 30, 2016 By Sharon Wang, Illustrated by Vivienne Clark

My father was the first in his rural hometown to ever go to college. In China the colleges are scarce. College entrance exams were created to wipe out the majority of the people who wanted to advance from high school. In my father's time, not all the high-school graduates took the exams, and out of those who did, only three percent made it to college.

The Locket of Lost Love

Story Published November 30, 2016 By Jessica Blanton, Illustrated by Lydia Trottmann

Melissa's hand recklessly fumbled in her backpack, reaching past crumpled papers and all the dried-out gel pens. "Hurry up," the bus driver impatiently snapped, as she stared at the long line of kids. "I haven't got all day!" "I'm looking for it," Melissa mumbled, now furiously tossing her notebooks out. Her bus pass was missing, and this meant a lengthy two-mile walk home.

The Great Chessboard

Story Published November 30, 2016 By Will Ilgen, Illustrated by Andrew Smith

A Story of the Civil War It was early dawn on July 1, 1863. The cool breeze crept through the hills. Sunlight swarmed over the long and copious lines of tents. Not a soul stirred. It was, without a doubt, a sight for the human eye to behold. A lone shadow sat upon a tree stump, a few yards from the line of quiet tents from which he had come, staring off into the hills, awake, yet still drea...

Forgotten Words

Story Published November 30, 2016 By Natalia M. Thompson, Illustrated by Natalie Chin

It was a sultry day in August. Sofia lay on her bed, her eyes closed. She heard Isabela, her sister, playing with her cousins downstairs. Cousin Diego's radio drowned out baby Ana's wailing. Quietly, Sofia tiptoed out of the room. She darted down the stairs, through the kitchen, and out the back door, unnoticed. Out on the lawn, Sofia ran as fast as she could.

Finders, Keepers

Story Published November 30, 2016 By Holly Wist, Illustrated by the author

I found the box today. It was on the dust-covered shelf in the new room. While I was searching for one of my many misplaced books, I picked up this plain-looking plastic box to set it out of the way. To my astonishment I discovered it was quite heavy. Placing it on my knee, I tugged the lid off and peeked curiously inside. What could it have contained? There they were.

A Lasso for Adagio

Story Published November 30, 2016 By Julian March, Illustrated hy Noel Lunceford

I look back on that night and wonder why I was so scared. Was it the noises—or the fact I was alone, surrounded by water, with nothing overhead but the glittering stars and the Cheshire moon? That day began just like any other Thursday. At school I almost fell asleep in math class, and by the time I got home, I was ready to go outside. Unfortunately, my mom made me finish my homework first.

A Day with My Dog

Story Published November 29, 2016 By Zack Bell, Illustrated by Sheri Park

I picked up the soggy, slobbered-on tennis ball and threw it yet again. I watched Sunset gleefully pursue it yet again. It was part of our special bond, this pointless game of fetch. Both of us knew our parts in this tireless ritual of throwing and retrieving. Sunset did not want to give up the ball without a struggle.

The Color of Honor

Story Published November 29, 2016 By Andrew Lorraine, Illustrated by Noel Lunceford

CHAPTER ONE Byron Jones parked his beat-up, old, black Chevy in the driveway and stared at the house in front of him. All of his hopes and dreams lay before him in this green house with the pale yellow shutters. "This is what I have been working for," he said to himself, "my own office, my own home." It was the summer of 1960. Byron was a family doctor.

Red Comet

Story Published November 29, 2016 By Philip Grayeski, Illustrated by Devon Cole

The soaring red sparkler flew over my head with clouds chasing behind. I gazed up and pondered what it would be like sitting in the Red Comet, wind rushing at your face, an old greasy leather cap on, with goggles bigger than your eyes, and you're just looking ahead feeling so free. My granddad landed the plane as smoothly as a feather falling. When he was gliding down the engine purred like a cat.

A Beautiful Memory

Story Published November 29, 2016 By Emma Loizeaux, Illustrated by Leslie Osmont

This Saturday morning I slept in. I knew I didn't have to get up for anything except a tennis lesson at one o'clock. When I finally rolled out of bed at eleven, I stumbled downstairs to get breakfast. Today it was hard-boiled eggs and toast. I ate thankfully, for I was hungry, as I often am in the morning. After I had my fill, I wandered upstairs and remembered I had homework.

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