By Teresa Cotsirilos, Illustrated by Valerie Thompson
Published December 23, 2016
I was only eight when Pearl Harbor was bombed. It was so long ago—back when I had fountains of cranberry-red hair tamed into ragged half-ponytails. Back when I had yellow dresses with hems that danced...
By Andrea Bachmann, Illustrated by Teddy Harvey
Published December 23, 2016
The score was tied, one to one, in the second half. It was a hot July day, the kind where people say you could fry an egg on the sidewalk, or however the saying goes....
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Anonymous, Illustrated by Anna Harrington
Published December 23, 2016
The U-Haul pulls out of the driveway. Raindrops fall on the windows, pelting the glass in a steady rhythm. Dad is driving. He's wearing his old red flannel shirt and worn blue jeans, which I...
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Ann Pedtke, Illustrated by Alice Feng
Published December 23, 2016
Abby heard a long, distant call, somewhere out there in the night. A trumpeting call, like a bugle or maybe it was only the wind. Snow whirled past the cabin window in an endless parade...
By Chappell Sargent, Illustrated by Paula Kaufman
Published December 23, 2016
The sixth grade had finally come to a close. Actually, the year hadn't been too long or hard. The last day dragged by so slowly. Yet here it was, the end of the year, and...
By Isabel Harding, Illustrated by the author
Published December 22, 2016
It had been one of those days when the sun could not seem to make up its mind whether it wanted to hide behind a curtain of clouds or look out over the world. Throughout...
By Tran Nguyen, Illustrated by Natalie Chin
Published December 22, 2016
PROLOGUE [dropcap]I[/dropcap] am a guardian angel. I am retelling one of my missions to earth long ago. It was my first mission; I was proud of my abilities. And to go to a foreign...
By Miranda Neubauer, Illustrated by Jessie Hennen
Published December 22, 2016
It was the first day at my new school. I was excited and nervous. I am the first in my family ever to go to a Gymnasium (a German secondary school for grades 5 through...
By Libby Nelson, Illustrated by Christy Callahan
Published December 22, 2016
"Yip!" The sharp, insistent yapping of my dog Urashima drew me sluggishly upright the day the summons came. "Yip!" "Betty," my mother called to me from the kitchen, "quiet your dog, please!" "Yip!” I responded...
By Miranda Neubauer, Illustrated by Jessie Hennen
Published December 21, 2016
It was the first day at my new school. I was excited and nervous. I am the first in my family ever to go to a Gymnasium (a German secondary school for grades 5 through...
