Friday, November 19, 2010

GUANG ZHOU ZOO By Vicky, age 8

When I was five years old my uncle drove my parents and me to the zoo in Guang Zhou. I saw giraffes, kangaroo, rabbits, elephants and monkeys.

Two elephants were walking to the pond for water. Some people fed carrots to the rabbits. There were two giraffes making noise because they were hungry. Kangaroos were jumping and looking for food.

I did not have a chance to look at each animal for very long because my mom kept saying, “Time to go look at another animal now.”

About the Author

My name is Vicky. I am eight years old. I live in San Francisco with my father and mom. One year ago my family moved here from Toisan, China. I am good at math. I want to be good at English and drawing. When I grow up I want to be a teacher. I am different from other kids because I sit with one leg crossed on top of the other. English confuses me. The spelling doesn’t make sense to me.

MAD BLUE WORLD By Giang, age 10

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

THAT'S THE WAY LIFE WORKS By Serenity, age 8

Lotte slides into home plate. Her shoes untie and she trips over the laces. “Home run!!! Home run!!!” the fans shout. She tries so hard not to cry or waste time doing her shoes again. Her teammates cheer. Her parents and friends are waiting. Lotte sees her mom and dad in the stands.

They celebrate the big win with steaks and ice cream at a restaurant in San Francisco with gold wallpaper and a crystal chandelier. There are party hats and games, music and presents. Waiters wear dark blue uniforms. But Lotte’s leg hurts the whole time. It feels like a tornado. Her leg keeps on spinning. She pulls on her mom’s shirt and says, “My leg hurts really bad.” It hurts but she holds her tears.

Her parents take her to the hospital. In the waiting room there are wheelchairs, doorways, canes and windows. It smells like medicine. They wait for two hours. Doctors do tests on Lotte’s leg. They say she cannot play baseball anymore.

Lotte’s parents go to a window called Accounts. The lady there gives them the bill.

They say, “Wow! Now that’s a lot of money.”

The lady says, “Those are the usual charges sir.”

The tests are over. They get the results. Lotte’s bone is broken.

They come home from the hospital. Lotte lies on the couch. She feels sad. She takes a nap. Lotte dreams that she is playing baseball and she does not have a broken leg. She wins the game. She hears her mom calling her name.

“Lotte, Lotte.”

She wakes up and falls off the couch and says, “Aww, my leg!”

Her mom says, “Sorry, Lotte.”

About the Author

My name is Serenity. I am eight years old. I live with my mom in San Francisco. I like to draw and write. I am good at running. I want to get better at Writers’ Workshop. When I grow up I want to be a brain surgeon because I’ve never really seen the inside of a human body and I’d like to experience that. What confuses me most is Fridays. Sometimes my mom says she is going out but then changes her mind and changes her mind again.

Monday, October 25, 2010

TODD & BEN By Tai, age 8

The smell of frog spread through the class. All the kids knew it came from Todd. Todd was fat and big. He sounded loud. The teacher told the kids, “You need to do your spelling words.”

Todd did not do his own work. He copied from Ben and Ben copied from Todd. Ben told the teacher about the copying. The teacher said, “The two of you will sit down five minutes after school.”

The bell rang. All the kids went home except for Todd and Ben. Todd tried to hit Ben but missed.
“You’re cuckoo,” Ben said then ran away.
Todd started to cry. His cheeks turned red.
The teacher said, “Todd now you have to stay twenty minutes and Ben, you need to go.”

About the Author

My name is Tai. I am eight years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom and dad. I like to play with a ball with my dad. I am good at math and jumping. I want to get better at making jokes. I want to be a clown when I grow up. Sometimes my friend calls me mean and this confuses me because I think I am nice. If I were an animal I would be a bear because bears are big and eat a lot of fish. I wish I had a pet dog.

Friday, October 22, 2010


There was a tunnel with a big ice monster in it. The monster came out of his tunnel and when he stood up he saw an alien attacking the city.

The ice monster was so mad. He went to the city and pushed the alien. The alien stood up and controlled the ice monster with his mind.

The people in the city realized the ice monster was trying to help them. The police shot the alien in his one eye. The ice monster snapped out of his trance then he threw the alien into a Hawaiian volcano.

About the Author

My name is Andrew. I’m eight years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom. I like to run. I am good at math. I want to be good at somersaults some day. When I grow up I want to be a policeman. I am different from other kids because I am shy. Legos confuse me. If I were a plant I would be the seed because it is strong. I wish I had the power to run fast.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Tuesday, September 28, 2010


Bill dribbled the ball across the court. It was snowing and he slipped on the ground. His opponent had a red nose. He took the ball from Bill and won. What a clown, Bill thought. Bill felt bad that he lost the game and left the court. He decided never to play basketball again. He decided to become a soldier. He became an archer and joined the Anti-Goblin League and his unit was sent out to the front lines on the shores of the Sea of Sadness.

Seals and turtles played on the shore. The archers practiced shooting at them. Bill hit one of them and killed it. They gutted it with a stick. They made a fire on their boat and cooked the seal and ate it. Bill said, "I think this is burned."
“Now Bill you have to go fight the goblins,” said the captain. "Your mission is to save the people held captive by the goblins in the Megan hotel in Hawaii."
“Don’t call me Bill. You call me master now."
“Yes master."
The captain turned to the archers behind him. "Ty, Rush and Fire, you three go too."
“Let’s go archers,” said Bill.
Yes Bill,” Rush said.
"Watch out," Bill said. "The goblins are here now! Behind you! Use your arrows!"

The goblins moved slowly. Their eyes were made of fire and they smelled like chili. The goblins dodged the arrows. They took down Ty. Bill walked over and said hi to the monster and slashed the goblin and it fell on the ground and came back up and slashed Bill's hand off with a dagger. Bill fell down but he did not cry. Bill cut the goblin's heart out of its body. Bill kept on slashing and it died.
Bill and the archers looked at the sea. Some sailboats had washed up on the sand. They picked a big one with a lot of color. They sailed to Hawaii. It was windy and it took an hour. When they got there, they found a spooky hotel on the beach. It was spooky because the goblins were already there! Bill and his men had to rescue the people in the hotel. "Go go, go and go," Bill said.
Bill tiptoed through the front entrance of the hotel. Bill, Ty, Rush and Fire looked behind the desk and in the rooms.
The goblins came out of the doors so Rush shot them.
"You will die," Bill said. Slash. "Now run, run and run."
They ran. The rug was on fire and their feet burned but still they saved the people in the hotel. They carried he people out on their backs. They couldn't run because they had cuts on their feet.
Bill and the archers went back to the boat with the people they saved from the hotel. A turtle and her babies climbed on the boat with their tails. Bill, Rush and Fire got on the boat then they went fishing.
The mother turtle attacked the rescued people with her tail because she thought they were threatening her babies. Bill, Fire and Rush built a fire. Boom!!!! A gun. The goblins were back in a boat next to the archers' boat. The goblins were climbing on board!

"Hey," Fire said to the goblins. "There's a boxing ring at the other end of the deck. Meet us there so the innocent people won't get hurt."
The goblins made grunting sounds and headed for the ring.
"We are the best at this," Bill said. "We will not lose."
The people from the hotel were crowded into the ring because there wasn't any other room for them on the boat. Bill ran to the ring. "Oh no," Bill said. "We forgot the hotel people are here. We need a new place to fight. How about that pool?"
"Ok," Fire said.
The archers and the goblins jumped into the pool. The archers' bows and arrows got wet and they didn't work right. Bill shot arrows at a goblin but it was already dead and sunk to the bottom of the pool so the arrow missed and hit Fire instead. Then Rush called a helicopter to bring help. It comes right away and Rush and fire leave in fly back to base. All the goblins were dead and Bill was alone with them.

At the base, the master yelled at the sky. "Bill, where were you?"
"He's on the boat with the dead goblins," Rush said.

Bill climbed out of the pool. He looked at all of the dead goblins floating in the water. One looked like a clown. It reminded him of the red-nosed guy he played basketball with.

About the Author

My name is Dustin. I am nine years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom, dad, sister and my brother. I like to do play the Wii. I am good at drinking milk fast. When I grow up I want to be on a SWAT team. If I were a plant I would be a rose and when people picked me up they would get poked. This is my second published book. I am also the author of My Enemy.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

SQUISHED By Vicky, age 8

This poem is part of a class poetry project inspired by the song "Old Glory" By the band Harvey Milk.

How do you think the pencil feels,
stuck in the sharpener,
squished by your hand?
Have you ever been
I feel this way
right now,

Wednesday, September 1, 2010


It was scary when I got lost. It felt like I was not going back home, like I was gone forever. I was eight and a teenager friend Stephanie brought me to her house in the Richmond.

I rode my scooter to Chinese Playground. It was four blocks from my house. Along the way I smelled porridge from Dim Sum stores. Pigeons ate bread in a garden. Buses honked on the streets. I knelt down and felt the cracks on the sidewalk with my hand. They felt rough. I had never seen them there before.

Stephanie met me at the playground and said, “I want to show you something at my house.” I didn’t ask what. I went with her and we took the bus to her house. She said that she couldn't bring me back to Chinatown. I think she was lying because she lies to me a lot. The first time she lied to me was when she said I owed her money. The second time was when she said I lost a library DVD. The third time was when she told me her brother was sleeping and if I woke him up, he would beat me up. I always hated that Stephanie kept lying to me, but she kept doing it.

I left Stephanie’s house on my own and rode my scooter all the way across a very busy street. I found out later that she came outside and went looking for me. She didn't find me and she went home. She said her mom would get mad at her for leaving the house.

I saw a women walking down the street. The woman looked a little young and she had blond hair. I asked her, "Do you know how to go to Chinatown?"

"Yes," the woman said. "I know how to go to Chinatown." She took me to her work place. I was thinking, Why am I going to her work place?

"Why are you here in the Richmond?" the woman said.

I told her that my friend Stephanie brought me there.

"I have to go home now," the woman said, "and I can't bring you back to Chinatown."

I thought that she would. "Why not?" I said.

She asked me if I wanted anything to drink.

"Yes," I said.

She brought me downstairs to a store and bought me an orange juice. She brought me back to her work place and asked me, "Do you want to play on my computer?"

"Yes," I said.

I played some games and she said, "You need to call your parents."

I called my mom and she said, "Where are you?"

"I am in the Richmond in this woman's workplace," I said.

My mom told me to give the phone to the woman so she could find out exactly where I was. I hung up and a couple of minutes later some police showed up. I didn’t know anyone called the police.

“Can you bring this kid home?” the woman said.

I followed the police to their car. "Can you drive me back to Chinatown?" I said.

The policemen said nothing and they brought me back to my home.

About the Author

Hi! My name is Tommy and I live in San Francisco with my mom and dad. I am 11 years old. I don't live with my brother Raymond because he moved to El Cerrito. I like to play computer games like Runescape. I am also the author of The X Army, The Missile and the Citizens, and My Gold Fish Died. I am good at sports such as kickball. I also like playing Blob Tag because it is good for exercising. If I were a creature, I would be an alien because they have good weapons in battles.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

EARTH, 1981 By the kids in Room 2

The whole class worked on this collage. The original measures about three feet by three feet. We spent all summer on it! To make it, we used lots of glue and several issues of National Geographic magazine from 1981. If you click on the image you can zoom in and see all the details up close.

Monday, August 23, 2010


Stink and Ink were walking down Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood. CRASH! Stink bumped into a pole.

“Are you hurt Stink?” Ink said, eating the rest of Stink’s chocolate.

“No and take your filthy hands off of my chocolate,” Stink said, trying to steal the chocolate back.

“Do you think we should visit our parents?”

“Sure," Ink said, "but we should prepare one question to annoy them, and why are you changing the subject? Ink bit her fingernails as if they were chocolate.

“No reason,” said Stink.


“Because we killed them, remember?”

“Oh right, I had forgot.” Ink said.

“Ink, don’t be so stupid. We can get our answers to where we were born from Aunt Pink and Uncle Think.”

“Okay, but when do we go?”


“Yes, right now,” said Ink.

Stink and Ink's Aunt Pink and Uncle Think lived in a pink house because Aunt Pink loves the color pink.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

“Now who in the world would that be?” Aunt Pink said. “Don’t come in.”

“Too bad,” Stink said. “Let us come in or I'll break down the door.”

Aunt Pink opened the door.

“Hi,” Stink said, licking his fingers, ignoring Aunt Pink.

“Hello,” Ink said.

“You two again?” Aunt Pink said.

“Where’s Uncle Think,” Ink asked.

“I’m coming,” Uncle Think said from upstairs.

“We got one questions to ask the both of you,” Stink said.

“Ask away,” Uncle Think said.

“Can you tell us why we were named Stink and Ink?” Ink asked.

“Well, Stink was born with an odor and Ink was born covered in dark slime.”

“Thanks for your time, bye,” Stink said as he walked to the door.

“Wait,” Uncle Think said.

“What?” said Stink.

“We saw a poster outside. Maybe you could use it,” Uncle Think said.

“What for?" said Stink.

“Because if you had the 500k award you might share it with us,” Aunt Pink said.

"Why should we share it with you?" Ink said.

"Because we're the ones who showed you the poster," Aunt Pink said.

“Sure,” Stink said but he crossed his fingers.

"Thanks for all your time," Stink said.

"Bye," Ink said.

The twins headed down Melrose Avenue.

“That wasn’t annoying at all.”

“What wasn’t annoying?” said Stink.

“That whole interaction,” said Ink.

“Whatever,” said Stink.

“Let’s get out of here.”

As stink and Ink walked home, Spy Master did his business next to a nearby bush.

“Ink, how would you like to become a boy?” Spy Master asked. “But only for a week.”

“No," Ink said. "Boys are so disgusting, they don’t care about fashion. But, it does sound interesting. When can I start?”

“After you finish your new mission,” Spy Master said. “Which is to soak Jasion in toilet water. He has become the Flaming
Sorcerer of Death.”

"The cops are offering $500K for his capture," Said Ink.

"Forget about the cops," the Spy Master said. "You work for me."

“We understand,” Stink said. “But why toilet water?”

“I just want to be mean he to him,” Spy Master said. “So I’ll just present you with two fully filled toilet water guns.” The Spy Master pulled the guns from his coat pocket and handed them to the twins.

“That brand is way old," Ink said. "You should get in fashion."

“Two machine guns,” Stink said.

“Only water guns,” Spy Master said.

“What else have you got?” Ink said.

“The new and improved water gun,” Spy Master read off of the package. “Water gun, sprays out water rapidly and can carry three bottles of water to spray at a time. Caution: The gun's weakness is chocolate. It will clog."

“But Ink doesn’t get to be a boy,” Spy Master said.

“Fine, but we get new spy suits and all the accessories because ours are falling apart,” Stink said. “Or we’ll quit.”

“Well none of my business,” Spy Master said. “But you better not quit or I’ll hire Jasion to kill you.” he said, bluffing.

“Fine then deal with Jasion yourself,” Ink said to Stink.

“Oh no or I’ll take your spy ID,” Spy Master said. “Yes,” Spy Master said sarcastically.

“Give us new suits first,” Ink said, trying to grab a chocolate bar from Spy Master’s pocket.

The twins went to the hospital and stole some needles. They needed them to drug the Spy Master. It would be best if he were unconscious for their mission. They took the bus from the hospital to the Spy Master’s lab. They shot the Spy Master while he was not looking and he fell out of his chair. His mask fell off. It was actually Jasion. Stink and Ink took out their cameras and snapped a few pictures of the flaming sword and ran.

“Why are we running?” Stink said. “We have water to spray at the flame sword.” They ran back and sprayed water at Jasion’s flaming sword. “Now to the police.”

“What is the number again?”

“I think it’s 311,” Ink said.

Stink took out his cell phone and dialed 311.

“Hello MUNI service,” a man said.

“Um… sorry wrong call,” Stink said.

Next he dialed 111, 211, 411, 611, 711, 811, and 911.

“Hello police, may I help you,” a man said.

“Yes," Stink said. "I got Jasion and the legendary flaming sword but they're drenched in toilet water, now give us the money on the poster."

The poster pictured the flaming sword and Jasion picking his nose. It offered a 500k reward for his capture.

“I’ll give you the money if you slice Jasion’s head off,” the man said.

“Ok,” Stink said. “Wait, but I don’t have a knife. So I’m going to drag him to the station.”

One minute later…

“How’d you get here so fast?” the man said.

“We were next door,” Ink said. “Our money?”

“Here,” the man said, handing over several stacks of cash.

Ink counted the money. “It’s only $499, 999. You're missing a dollar.”

“Fresh out.”

“Fine, we’ll just turn him into the Fire Department.”

“Fine, here's your dollar,” said the man.

Stink turned to Ink. “Give him Jasion.”

“Here,” Ink said.

Aunt Pink and Uncle Think were at home waiting for Stink and Ink to come back and give them some of the reward money.

“Where are they?” Aunt Pink said.

Stink and Ink left the Police Department and wandered down a street. They weren't paying attention to where they were going.

“Where are we going?” Stink said.

“To Aunt Pink’s house,” Ink said.

“No, No, No,” said Stink.

“Why?” Ink said.

“Because I don’t want to share the money!” Stink said.

“But we’re here silly,” Ink said, laughing.

They stood in front of the big pink house.

“Hello children," Uncle Think said. "Where is my money?" He stared at their hands.

“Hi! Aren’t you going to invite us in first?” Stink said.

“No! We want the money right now!” Uncle Think said. Aunt Pink walked to the door.

“So where is my money?” Aunt Pink said.

“How do you know if we have it?” Stink said.

“Well, the internet says that you and Ink just captured Jasion and the flame sword!” Aunt Pink said.

“So where is my money?”

“Hey, don’t talk like that,” Uncle Think said.

“Are you talking to me?” Aunt Pink said.

“Yes,” Uncle Think Said.

While Aunt Pink and Uncle Think argued, Stink and Ink stood there looking.

“Should we leave?” Stink said.

“I guess so,” Ink said and turned toward the door.

About the Authors

Hey my name is Holly. I am 11 years old. I live with my mom, dad, and brother. I like to chat with my friends online. I am good at many things such as making people laugh and running. I want to be good at reading someday. I want to be a photographer when I grow up. I am different from other kids because I laugh a lot during class time. One thing I wonder is, why do zebras have to be black and white? If I were a food I would be chocolate because it makes me crazy. I'm starting middle school soon. I hope I'll get use to my new school. I am also the author of The Time I Went to the Hospital, The Spy Twins, Spy Master's Death, and this post about our class mural.

Hi my name is Linda and I am 10 years old. I live with my mom, dad, my sisters Lena and Lara and my brother. I like to draw, read and talk with my friends. I am good at spelling and reading. I want to be good at drawing and writing. I want to be a teacher when I grow up. I am different from other kids because I am the only one with braces in Room 2. The thing that confuses me is the reason people have war. If I were I planet I would be Pluto because I like cold weather. I hope I can make as many new friends in middle school as I did in Room 2.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

REINCARNATION By the Kids in Room 2

This poem is part of a class poetry project inspired by the song "Old Glory" By the band Harvey Milk.

How do you think the pigeon feels?
Squished by a bus,
Stuck on the wheels.
Do pigeons know about suicide?
I asked this one and
he said, “No,
but I believe in reincarnation.”

How do you think my wooden chair feels,
screeching on the floor when I move it around,
when I sit on it?
My mom puts something hard under one of its legs.
Do you ever feel that way?
I did the time my sister went to Mexico
and I stayed here.

How do you think your pants feel?
Sagging down to your knees,
ripping, fraying, falling down.
Have you ever felt like that?
I have,
the time I got lost in the forest.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

QUAN'S HEAD By Andy, age 10

Quan sits at the edge of the basketball court while kids play basketball in front of him. They’re rough with the ball. Traffic screeches past the playground and roars through the Broadway tunnel. Quan worries about his head. He doesn’t have a real human head. He has a basketball for a head. Kids whisper and point at him. They might pull it off, he thinks. He wants to try to make friends with those kids so he won’t feel lonely anymore. He walks over to them and asks them if he could be their friend.

“Yes," one of the kids says. “Do you want to play basketball with us?”

Quan says, “Yes.”

They play basketball. They all pant and sit down to drink water. A boy named Jim tries to grab Quan’s basketball head but misses. Quan thinks he is trying to get the ball from his hand but he realizes that he is trying to get his head. He drops the ball and runs away from the kids. He sits at the bus stop to wait for the #1 on Clay St. Birds fly close to his head and dogs bark at it. He looks at a wilted plant. At home he plays games on his computer. In one of the games cube people keep on busting into his house and taking his stuff. He makes a plan about how to get them to stop trying to take his head off. He stays up all night thinking.

The next morning he runs back to the basketball court and plays basketball with the same kids. He puts on a mask to prevent the kids from pulling his head off. The mask also protects him from dogs and birds. Jim is there again and he tries to take Quan’s head off again but he grabs the mask instead. Quan runs back to his house.

He cuts two seatbelts out of his car with scissors and gets two pieces of metal, drills holes in them, and screws in pegs. He attaches his new device to his mask and straps himself in. He rides the bus to the basketball court to play basketball again. Jim is there. He tries to take off Quan’s new and stronger mask.

He doesn’t succeed, but he rips the mask strap. Quan runs out of the court and goes back to his house. He goes to the garage to build more protection for the mask. Then he goes back to the park.

“Why is your head like that?” Jim says.

Quan notices a lump in Jim’s chest. “Why is your chest like that?”

Jim covers his chest with his hand.

“Huh?” Quan says. “What’s wrong with you?”


“What‘s wrong with you?”

“I have a baseball instead of a heart.” Jim starts to cry.

Quan takes off his mask.

About the Author

Hi, my name is Andy and I am ten years old. I live on Polk Street. I live with my mom, dad, grandma, and sister and this is my second published book. I like to play computer, basketball, ping-pong, and pay with my friends. I am good at videogames, knitting, drawing, and math. I want to be better at making friends. When I grow up I want to be an engineer because they get to fix electronics. Something I wonder is where did trees come from? Where did the first seed come from? If I were a planet I would be Jupiter because it has the most moons and one of them named Io has the most volcanoes. I wish that there were no more bullies.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

SPLINTERING By Destin, age 9

This poem is part of a class poetry project inspired by the song "Old Glory" By the band Harvey Milk.

How do you think the T-shirts feel,
full of holes
and ripping?
Have you ever felt this way?
I have,
the time
my mother
threw away my snails.
How do you think the skateboard feels
when it cracks,
scraping cement?
Do your guts ever feel like that?

Saturday, August 14, 2010

HOW I FEEL By Andrew, age 8

This poem is part of a class poetry project inspired by the song "Old Glory" By the band Harvey Milk.

How do you think my puppy feels,
when a kid throws a rock at its head
and I have to take it to the hospital?
How do you think my baby bird feels
when his mama is not with him
because she is getting food?
How do you think my baby sister feels
when she trips on the stairs when she’s running?
How do you think the zoo animals feel
when their cages are full of garbage?
I felt this way after my birthday party.
Do you ever feel this way?
What would you do if you were lost in the forrest?
Do not run.
Wait for the sun to shine
in the north,
and west.
Then you will be free.
I did this before.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

JOE'S DREAM By José, age 11

Joe had a turkey drumstick for a hand and he always wanted to play the guitar but he couldn’t. One day he passed a hospital and saw a sign that said Operations. He went inside and asked for an appointment for surgery. The person at the desk said, “Sure. How about tomorrow?”
“Ok.” Joe went back home because it was getting dark. When Joe went to sleep he dreamt that he was at a rock concert. Aerosmith and Run DMC played “Walk This Way.” In the middle of the song he woke up and remembered his appointment.
When he got to the hospital he sat in the waiting room for an hour. He looked at the TV bolted to the wall. It was tuned to MTV. Angus Young was playing a guitar solo. The solo made Joe feel good and hopeful because he thought how soon he would rock too.

A nurse called Joe’s name and told him to come to the operation room. He took his guitar with him. The doctor came in with a mouse. A human arm grew out of the mouse’s back. The doctor put headphones on Joe’s head. The headphones were attached to an MP3 player. Joe searched through the songs and chose “Back in Black” by AC/DC. The doctor put a virtual reality helmet on Joe’s head, over the headphones. The helmet covered his eyes and he saw the “Back in Black” video. He could not here anything in the operating room because the music was so loud.

There was a problem. The human arm was still stuck to the mouse. The doctor said that it still had to grow. It was too small. There was another arm-mouse but Joe had to wait another day in the hospital. Joe went to sleep. He dreamt again that he was at a rock concert. Aerosmith was playing “Sweet Emotion,” but in the middle of the song Slash from Guns ‘n’ Roses ran on stage and played a guitar solo. When he finished, Joe Perry thought it was a guitar battle and he started to play a solo too.

Then the doctor woke Joe up. He told Joe the operation was in five hours. Joe thought, what the %@*$ is wrong with them. He daydreamed about rock. Suddenly the lights went off and bunch of doctors came inside the room. They gave Joe a pill. The doctor told him to calm down after he took the pill. Joe was really scared he started to feel tired. While he slept the doctors drew lines on his body. They traced the lines with a scalpel and cut the drumstick off. The blood was gooey. The doctor got a hand from a donor and replaced the drumstick hand with the human hand. Joe woke up. He got out of bed and picked up his guitar. He strummed a chord. His arm hurt.

About the Author

Hello my name is José. I am eleven years old. I live with my mom and dad, five cousins, four aunts, two uncles, my grandpa and grandma, and my two brothers. I like to play Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2, and I am good at dodge ball. Someday I want to be good at playing the electric guitar. I’m different from other kids because I can make different shapes with my tongue. I get confused about how the world started. What was here before? If I were a planet I would be Saturn because rocks are floating around it and I like rock. I wish I would get along better with my cousin. This is my first published book.

Friday, July 23, 2010

TROUBLE IN MADAGASCAR By Destin & David, both age 9

Chapter 1
Where’s the Vanilla?

Chicken stew boiled on the stove. Colonel Tang dropped pieces of fruit into the blender. A rice cooker sat on a marble countertop, pots and pans hung on a rack above the sink. Spices in jars stood on top of the stove. Tomatoes and potatoes rolled off the counter, bouncing on the floor.

Colonel Tang lived in a white mansion in Washington DC with Captain Gao. The men were in charge of the Third Infantry Division of the United States Army. A collection of rocks from wars sat on a shelf in the hall. At the end of the hall a knight stood at attention. Pictures of bloody bodies hung on the walls in the living room.

Captain Gao pulled a cookbook off a shelf above the stove. It was full of Madagascar vanilla bean recipes. He flipped to a recipe for vanilla ice cream. He loved vanilla ice cream.

He opened the spice drawer and pulled out his bottle of vanilla extract. It was empty.

“Hey Jim,” Captain Gao said. “Did you drink all the vanilla extract? Do you know how much money I spent on it?”

“I didn’t drink it.”

“How will I ever get more?”

Chapter 2
The Contract

Ding Dong. Colonel Tang opened the door. There was a man waiting on the porch to give the officers instructions for a secret mission.

“Hello,” said Colonel Tang.

“Hello Colonel. I’m Sergeant Wu. He handed Colonel Tang the papers and pointed at the bottom of the first page. “Sign here. These are orders for your next mission. You’re going to Madagascar.”

Colonel Tang signed.

“Would you like me to come with you?" Sergeant Wu said.

“Ok,” Colonel Tang said.

That night Sergeant Wu, Colonel Tang and Captain Gao got on a plane headed for the Indian Ocean with the Third Infantry Division.

Chapter 3
The Flight

The next morning they ate breakfast on the airplane. They had eggs with soy sauce and bacon with salt.

“How long is this gonna take?” Captain Gao said.

“About a day or so,” Sergeant Wu said.

“WHAT!!!” Colonel Tang said.

“Why is it that long?" Captain Gao said.

“Oh, it's because we are going across the sea,” Sergeant Wu said. "Didn't you read the instructions?"

"No,” said Captain Gao.” I was thinking about the vanilla bean.

Chapter 4
Mess Hall

The Third Infantry Division landed at a military base in Australia and headed to the mess hall. There was a crowd getting food to eat for lunch. So Captain Gao, Colonel Tang, and Sergeant Wu joined with the crowd.

"What do we have for lunch?" Colonel Tang said.

"Oh we're going to have fried duck, chicken, and beans," Sergeant Wu said.

They got trays and sat down quickly.

“This tastes like clay,” Captain Gao said.

“Maybe it’s just the cooking,” Colonel Tang said.

While they ate, they heard footsteps running through the halls. And the footsteps were getting closer.

Chapter 5
The General

"That sounds like the General," one of the men said.

Footmen kicked through the mess hall door. Everyone stood at attention until one of the footman gave commands. "The general says all of you follow me. The Madagascar government has been leaking important US military secrets to the Iranians and they are hoarding their vanilla bean reserves."

"All we have to do is distract them," Colonel Tang said.

"But they have many weapons," Captain Gao said.

“I’ve already got my orders from the General,” the soldier said. “We’re heading to Madagascar.”

Chapter 6
The Battle

Colonel Tang’s troops were not prepared for the Madagasy assault. His soldiers couldn’t see. Their eyes were covered in blood. They were sprawled out along the Madagascar shore with their mouths open and their tongues sticking out. Soldiers buried their dead in the sand. Something shiny burned Colonel Tang's eyes. He moved closer. It shined bright as the sun, white and shocking. It was a box filled Vanilla Beans. Colonel Tang reached out to touch it but a soldier from the Madagascar Army was blocking it. He spread out his arms and held a sword in his right hand. When he squatted, the armor on his legs shined. The soldier set off a bomb attached around his neck. He blew himself up and the box of vanilla beans flew threw the air. Colonel Tang's soldiers hit the ground, covering their heads like there was an earthquake. A cliff overhead collapsed and rocks fell down on the troops.

"We need to get out of here," Colonel Tang said.

"We need to dig," one of the men said. “We’re trapped.”

But all of the sudden light shined in the American soldiers' faces. The Madagasy were digging out Colonel Tang’s troops.

"What are they doing?” Colonel Tang said. “Why are they helping us?”

“They’re not,'' Captain Gao said. “They’re trying to salvage the vanilla beans.”

Colonel Tang a handful of the vanilla beans. He heard the click of a gun trigger and he felt something wet oozing from his gut.

Chapter 7

Colonel Tang lay on the ground. Helicopters landed nearby. Medics jumped from the helicopters, carrying first aid kits.

"Let’s get Colonel Tang to the chopper and bring him back to base," Sergeant Wu said.

The medics loaded Colonel Tang into the chopper and Captain Gao hopped in behind them. Off they went, flying across the cool waters of the Indian Ocean.

“Finally I got some,” said Colonel Tang, strapped to a stretcher, clutching the vanilla beans.

Captain Gao pressed his hand over Colonel Tang’s heart. It was beating slowly. Colonel Tang’s heart beat even slower and he ran out of breath. Captain Gao yelled to the medics, “Help, we’re losing him.” Blood streamed out of Colonel Tang’s mouth and dripped from his eyes.

“He’s gone,” one of the medics said.

In his kitchen Captain Gao mixed the vanilla beans into a batch of ice cream then he tasted it and thought about Colonel Tang.

About the Authors

Hi my name is David. I am nine years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom, dad and sisters. I am good at sports and making friends. I want to be good at drawing someday. I want to be a doctor when I grow up. If I were weather I would be rain so I could torture people who hate storms. I wish I had a brother that would play with me a lot because now I only have sisters.

Hi my name is Destin. I am nine years old and I live in San Francisco. I live with my sister, dad, and my mom. I like to play Soul Caliber 4 on my Play Station 3 and also I like to play my Nintendo Dsi. I am good at math. I wish that I could be good at drawing and fighting someday. I would like to be a scientist inventor when I grow up. I am usually confused about why adults forget to keep their promises. If I were a tool I would be a screwdriver so I could fix toys. If I were granted a wish I would wish to get along with my sister so we won’t upset our parents.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

THE CHASE IS ON By Michelle, age 11 & Nhung, age 10

Chapter 1
Shocking Information

“Cassie!” Joanie said, reading some information from the computer. “I am changing my name to Macy! Okay?” She skipped to the door, but she stopped and said, “Oh yeah and wake up!!” Macy ran to the computer. It was beeping like crazy. Cassie woke up.
“Ok,” Cassie said.
Cassie got up and looked out the window. Birds and Cars flew through the neighborhood. “I love you San Francisco,” said Cassie. She had been sleeping on a chair in front of the computer. They had installed a laser just in case they got robbed again, and disguised it as a big light bulb. Macy looked at the laser and thought about the last time they got robbed. They had been playing Gold Fish in their lab’s living room, when a stranger barged in. He was wearing a black mask with three holes in it. He threatened to hurt them with a big, metal bat if they didn’t give him all their doughnuts. “You better give me your doughnuts or else.” His voice was hoarse. The girls shivered but stood up for their doughnuts. Cassie ran under the table and hid. Macy grabbed a handful of tortilla chips and threw them at him. That slowed him down while Cassie ran and got the doughnuts. He chased her around. She tripped and the doughnut box fell out of her hand. He took the box, but he left the bat. Cassie took it and put it in the room where we keep burglars’ weapons. It’s full of guns and knives but mostly bats. As in baseball bats. Criminals are constantly attacking the girls, looking for their scientific secrets.
“Also look,” Macy said, “The tracker inside Blobber has sensed the monster chewing something and there is a message. It says: The monster is in the middle of Orlando, Florida. It has gobbled up a couple of human beings but they are still alive.
“We need to get that monster. Let’s go to Orlando!” Macy looked at the screen, trying to figure out what the blob was doing.

Chapter 2
The Annoying Neighbor on the Plane

On the plane Macy slept like a baby. She cuddled up in a ball on her seat while Cassie played on her laptop next to her. Turkey Vultures soared in the sky. It was pretty early in the morning when suddenly, the laptop beeped again. The beep woke everyone who was sleeping and bothered everyone who wasn’t. On the screen Cassie read: The monster is now swallowing people in Disneyland. Macy woke up and nearly fell out of her seat.
“What happened?” Macy asked.
“The laptop beeped again. Why didn’t you wake up? Everyone else woke up when the computer beeped. Why not you?” Cassie continued typing a story on the laptop.
“Well, I did hear the beep but I was tired so I fell back asleep. Then I decided to wake up now.” Macy fell back asleep.
“All right then.” Cassie went back to typing but a shadow came over them. Cassie turned. The shadow belonged to a man. He was small and old. He wore a black vest, a hat, a rainbow scarf, and he had a big purple scar on the side of his cheek. He used a cane but he didn’t stand that steady. He smelled like french fries.
“Hey.” The man spoke in a low voice.
“Hi sir.” Cassie didn’t pay any attention to him besides his smell.
“Hey! I was bothered by the thing you’re holding. It woke me up!”
“Well, I’m sorry. I can’t control it. It beeps every time something moves.”
“What do you mean by something?” the man said, squinting his eyes.
“It’s a secret.” Cassie closed the laptop. She sneered at the way the man dressed.
“Ok, FINE! I just want you to tone that noise down. The next time that thing rings, I’m gonna put you in a straight-jacket!” The man hugged himself and walked away. He stopped, walked back and said, “And I will report you and your little pet to the flight attendant.” He spit out a big green mucus ball aimed right at Cassie’s forehead. He walked away, leaving his cane behind but he walked perfectly. He sat down right behind them.
The stranger took out his cell phone. “Hi, it’s me Mr. Comba. I found the girls.”
The Smith sisters didn’t hear him.

Chapter 3
Orlando and the Wild Goose Chase

It was early in the morning. The girls were exhausted after the plane ride. A cab dropped them off in front of their hotel. Macy tried not to doze off as she dragged their suitcases out of the trunk. Cassie saw a dark figure approaching them. Cassie was afraid. She shivered even though it was 88 degrees. She grabbed Macy and ran. Cassie and Macy ran past strangers who thought they were acting. People clapped and cheered. The stranger was right behind them. Cassie and Macy ran out of breath. Their luggage bounced everywhere. Luckily, the girls had enough energy to sprint forward and hide in a coffee shop. The stranger stood right in front of the coffee shop but he didn’t notice them. Cassie saw him take something out of his coat. The sun was coming out and Cassie could see clearer. The stranger was Professor Higgly! He was phoning Cassie. Her phone rang, chirping out “I Gotta Feeling” by the Black-eye Peas. “Hello?” Cassie covered her face.
“Hi.” Professor Higgly sounded tired too. “It’s me. Professor Higgly. Where are you? I was chasing a girl that looked just like you, but I don’t think she was. She was dragging another girl. She looked a little bit like Macy. Where are you? I came to pick you up.” Professor Higgly breathed heavily.
“Oh, Professor Higgly. We’re in a coffee shop. In fact, I can see you right now.” Cassie knocked on the window and Professor Higgly waved to them. He hung up and walked inside. Macy was sitting on a chair and snoring away.
The professor sat down at a table with Cassie and Macy. They woke Macy up for breakfast.

Chapter 4
The Braggers and the Homeless Man

The girls had been searching the streets of Orlando for the monster for hours.
“Hey, let’s get some pizza!” Macy said.
“Sure! Let’s go!”
Macy and Cassie walked up Main Street, passed a homeless man.
“May I please have some change?” the homeless man said weakly.
“Sorry, we don’t have any,” Cassie said, turning to Macy.
“It’s ok.” The man buried his face in a dirty blanket. “What are your names?”
“My name is Cassie and this is my sister Macy.”
“Hi,” Macy said, losing patience.
“Hello,” the man said. “My name is Robert E. Tomptson. I used to be a scientist but when I got fired from my job I lost all my money and had to live in the streets.” Robert sniffed at the air in front of the pizza place.
“Oh,” Macy said. “I’m so sorry.
“Yep,” Cassie said. “Me too. Would you like some pizza?”
“That would be great. Thank you.” Robert’s eyes filled with tears.
The sisters went inside the restaurant and returned with half a pizza for Robert.
“Thank you very much,” he said.
“No problem.”
The girls’ worst enemies showed up in front of the restaurant, Ices and Lea Nabella, the braggers. The two snotty sisters were always bragging about their pretty prettiness. They dressed in fancy gowns, but they were actually nightgowns. They wore purple make-up every day and brown shoes. That was the only unfashionable and hated detail about them.
“Hey braggers, what are you doing here?” Macy said.
“Well, we were looking for you to tell you we got another award for best dress,” the two braggers said in unison.
“So?” Cassie said. “Who cares? We won a trophy at the science fair.” Cassie walked toward Ices and Macy walked toward Lea.
“Geeks!” The braggers said together.
“You guys won at the science fair?” said Robert.
“Yeah,” Cassie said. “But we made a mistake and created a monster.” Cassie covered her eyes.
“What?” the braggers said. “You created a monster?”
“Yeah,” Cassie said in a slow way.
“Oooooh,” Robert said. “You girls must be in big trouble with your professor.”
The braggers shook their heads. “We’re going to tell your professor.”
“Oh no you’re not,” Macy said, twisting her neck.
“Oh yes we are!”
“Are you challenging us?”
“Maybe we are and maybe we aren’t,” Ices said.
“On your mark, get set, go,” Robert shouted.
The braggers set off first to Professor Higgly’s lab. The Smith sisters followed.

Chapter 5
The Race

The Braggers were in the lead. They didn’t know where to go but they followed their instincts. They were going the right way.
Cassie and Macy were close behind and Robert was behind the Smith sisters. “Hey Cassie,” Macy shouted loud enough for the Braggers to hear.
“What?” Cassie immediately knew what Macy was up too.
“I know a short cut,” Macy pointed to the next turn. Coincidentally, the Braggers got a glimpse of the Smith sisters and their shortcut. Instead of following their instincts, the Braggers took the shortcut but soon realized it was actually the wrong way. Macy and Cassie sprinted to the lab while the Braggers headed to a toy factory.

Chapter 6
And the Winners Are...

Cassie and Macy made it to the professor’s lab first. The room smelled like fresh roasted coffee. The lab was made of three metal domes stacked atop each other. The bottom dome was the main room and the entrance. The second dome, which was really big, was filled with secret rooms, bedrooms, restrooms, and a huge living room for all the people. There was also a secret room. Inside, there was a buffet. It was constantly stocked with food.
Macy and Cassie slipped through the entrance. Macy and Cassie looked out the window and saw the braggers running towards them. Robert was right next to them. Macy quickly locked the door.
“Ladies,” Professor Higgly said. “What is going on?”
Cassie and Macy told him everything.
“Wow. That was a long story.” Macy dozed off while Cassie told Professor Higgly the last part about their adventure. “What girks!” Professor Higgly was mad as ever. He knocked down a cup of hot coffee all over his pants. He screamed. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.” He ran to the bathroom and got a towel out of a basket. He dried himself immediately and sat back down.
“First of all, what are girks, and second, are you ok?” Cassie said. “Do you need to eat your meds?”
Macy ran to his cabinet and grabbed his Anger Management Issue pills. She threw two pills to him. He took them then started to giggle. The girls freaked out. They whispered to each other. A loud bang came from outside. It was the braggers. They were panting. Macy and Cassie ran to the door. The braggers fell to the cement floor and stared at the Smith sisters. The Smith sisters stared back at them.
“What was that?” Professor Higgly tried to look but he wasn’t tall enough to see through the window.
“Wow,” Cassie said. She opened the door and the Braggers fell to the floor. “You guys are fast.”
“Thanks, ” Ices mumbled.

Chapter 7
Mr. Comba

Mr. Comba stood next to Blobber, leaning on the fence of the teacup ride. Disneyland was deserted. “Where do you think the Smith sisters are right now?” Mr. Comba said.
“Probably hatching up a plan to destroy us,” Blobber said.
“Or they could be partying nonstop.”

Chapter 8

Robert walked over the Braggers and into Professor Higgly’s lab. The Braggers still lied on the floor. They were winded.
“Hello,” Robert said to Professor Higgly.
“Hello,” Professor Higgly said.
“Are you the famous and cool professor I think you are?”
“Who do you think I am?” Professor Higgly was smiling like crazy.
“I think you’re a Professor-”
“Professor Higgly! Are you?”
“In the flesh. Oh my god, I’ve just noticed something.” Professor Higgly covered his mouth like a surprised little girl.
“What? What did you notice?” Robert jumped up and down to protect himself from imaginary bugs.
“Are you Robert E Tomptson?”
“Yes. Yes I am.”
“I love your work.”
“Why, thank you,” Robert said. “I’m very fond of your work as well. You’re the very best.”
Professor Higgly remembered reading his books and seeing his inventions at the University of Los Angeles. “Well, thank you.” Professor Higgly looked at the dirty blanket Robert wore. “Would you like to get some new clothes and some rest?”
“Thank you oh-so much,” said Robert. He walked down the hall to the guest room and fell right asleep.
Leah and Ices got up.

Chapter 9
No Way

Leah looked at Professor Higgly. “Do you know what your little ‘geniuses’ did to Orlando?” She said, looking back at the Smith sisters.
“Well, young ladies. Please tell me what they did.” Professor Higgly secretly winked at the Smith sisters. They nodded.
“Okay,” Ices said. She cleared her throat. “So, they created a monster!” Ices and Leah fainted at that statement. Macy stared at Leah and Cassie stared at Ices. Professor Higgly stared at both of the braggers. It didn’t take long for the Nabella sisters to come to. They hopped up and laughed in unison. Leah and Ices said, “So Mr. Professor, What are you going to do about what they did?”
“Well, they can start by finding the monster and destroying it, but first--” Professor Higgly said, and signaled the Smith sisters to follow him. “I will see you two later after I have a talk with the girls.” They went to another room, leaving the Nabella sisters standing in the doorway.
Buffet tables were everywhere. They sat down at a small table with three seats. “I know you two did a bad thing,” Professor Higgly said, “but I hardly could wait to celebrate the winning of the science fair. It’s too bad your mom and dad died. They would’ve been really proud of you.” Professor Higgly looked glum.
“At least we still have you Professor. You’re like an uncle to us,” Cassie said and rubbed his bald, rubbery head.
“Thank you. At least I still have you girls. I mean girks.”
They all chuckled.

Chapter 10
The Bat

“Hey where are you guys?” Leah shouted from the hallway. Ices and Lea had been looking for the Smith sisters and Professor Higgly all over the lab.
“We’re somewhere you can’t find ever. Not in a million years,” Professor Higgly said in a loving voice. Leah and Ices skipped back to the main room of the lab. The door to the dining room was closed.
“I wonder what they’re doing in there,” Leah asked Ices. Ices shrugged.
“I think that weird professor is giving them a spanking,” Ices jumped off her seat and fell to the ground on her butt.
“Yeah I agree,” Leah said even though she hardly ever agreed with Ices.
“But I didn’t hear any cries or anything. I think it’s a soundproof room. Don’t you?” She tilted her head and smiled.
Leah burst into tears. She fell to the ground while Ices ran to look for candy. But there was none. She wouldn’t wake up.
“There is no candy here,” said a bat sitting on top of a splintery cabinet. “Unless you want pills, you shouldn’t get near this cabinet.”
“Who are you?” Ices shivered. She’d never been so scared in her life.
“I’m The Bat. I live here. My parents went away when I told them I was going to live on my own, and then--”
Ices stopped The Bat before he could go on. “I know how you feel. My parents never paid any attention to me. Now they’re dead but we got an inheritance of many millions of dollars.” Now she saw the bat was crying. He was using his wings as a tissue. “Are you okay?” Ices patted the bat.
“Yeah I’m okay.” The Bat sniffed her hand. She pulled back. “Would you like to know a secret?”

Chapter 11
The Secret

“Let me know the secret Mr. Bat,” Ices said.
The Bat nodded his head. “There is a secret room. You can’t find it, but you can go in it if someone leads you there blindfolded. The only people who know about the room are the Smith sisters and Professor Higgly. I don’t know even though I helped him build that room. Even though I don’t know, I still love him for taking me in, under his wing!” The bat danced around and sang a little song. “There is a man who cares for me, There is a man who loves me, I was lonely, on the streets, I didn’t know where I belonged until he brought me home.”
“Anyways, what is in that secret room?” Ices rubbed her long, thin chin.
“Well, there are many secret rooms. Which one do you want to know about?”
“The one Macy, Cassie and Professor Higgly are in.” Ices saw Lea walk toward her. Ices quickly shoved the bat into the wooden cabinet. She heard a muffled noise and then some singing. “Hush up little bat. I don’t want my sister to know about you. She might bother you ‘till you cry. So shh.”
The bat hushed up.
“Hey sis, what’s up?” Lea said.
“Nothing.” Ices leaned against the cabinet.
Boom! The cabinet’s doors shook.
“What’s that?”
“Nothing. It’s just something.”
“Oh, are there any cookies? I want some. Are there any cookies in that cabinet?” Lea tried to push past Ices to get to the cabinet. But Ices was stronger today and pushed Lea, which caused both of them to fall down.
“Hey,” Ices grunted. “Why did you keep repeating?”
“I don’t know. I was crazy I guess.”
“You always are.” Ices and Lea got up. Ices told everything to Lea and introduced The Bat to her.
“Hello, my dear,” The Bat said.
“Hi.” Lea was blushing.
“So you live around here?” The bat said.
“No I’m just visiting the city. How about you?”
Ices explained the details about the bat. Lea sobbed again. No one knew why she was crying.
“Don’t cry my darling,” the bat said. “There is nothing to be ashamed of. You know, when I was young, my parents threw me out on the streets because I sang too much. Oh well. It’s not like you’re willing to donate money for me to go back to my family.” The Bat rubbed his puny black hands together. He snickered.
“Oh my god.” Ices said.
“What?” Leah said.
“He’s trying to con money out of you. He’s a con bat.”
The Bat slapped Ices and Leah with his sharp, black wings. Lea and Ices fell to the ground once again. The bat flew up into the air and disappeared.
“Where is the bat?” asked Ices.
Lea shook her head and stared in the direction that the bat went.
“Did you like the buffet girls?” a voice interrupted Leah and Ices.
“Yes, of course we did,” said a voice. And the figures of Cassie, Macy and Professor Higgly appeared from the darkness.
“You guys were in a buffet?” said Ices.
“Yeah.” Cassie said.
“Finally,” Leah said. “I thought you guys were getting spanked.”
“Good guess,” Cassie said. “But not correct.”
“So did Robert wake up?’ asked the Professor.
“We weren’t paying attention to him,” said Ices.
“Then what were you doing this whole time?” asked Cassie.
“Well, we were talking to this mysterious bat from a cabinet,” said Leah.
“I never knew that there was a bat in my house,’’ said Professor Higgly.
“Well there was,” said Leah.
“So could we, like, track the monster down now,” said Macy.
“Of course,” said the Professor.
“Do we have to?” said the braggers.
“Well, if you’re here then yes,” said Professor Higgly.
They all followed Cassie to the computer. Blobber was back. On the screen there was a tiny purple oval, the symbol for Blobber. According to the map, Blobber was at Disneyland.
“How did you get this information?” asked the Professor.
The girls explained about the tracking device.
Cassie and Macy grabbed two backpacks and packed a water gun, a bomb, a knife, a fork, and a spoon so if they got hungry they could eat Blobber.
“So who’s driving?” said Professor Higgly.
“Who has their driver’s license?” said Leah.
“I do,” Ices said.
They all got in Professor Higgly’s car and drove off.

Chapter 12
It’s War Time Blobber!

Professor Higgly turned the radio on as they drove toward the monster. We have an emergency! a radio reporter said. There is a big slimy monster gobbling citizens up so you better watch-The sound of something licking its lips came through the radio speaker.
“Oh my god,” Cassie said. “She got eaten.
“We better hurry up because he might eat everybody,” said Leah. They drove to the parking lot and ran to the danger spot. They saw people screaming inside Blobber’s stomach. Blobber stood in front of the teacup ride. People were still in the teacups. He picked them up, stuck his pinky finger out and said, “Pip pip cheerio.” He drank the human beings. His body was transparent. They got out of the car and Macy and Cassie passed out the weapons. The Professor had a water gun, Leah had a fork, Ices had a spoon, Cassie had a bomb, and Macy had a knife. “It’s war time Blobber,” said Macy. They approached Blobber and took their positions. Macy and Cassie noticed a man holding an Icee drink in his hand. The recognized him. he was the annoying neighbor on the plane. “Well, well, well, here are the girks,” said Blobber.
“Yeah,” Mr. Comba chuckled. “They are girks.”
“Hey, I am the only one who can use the word girks,” Professor Higgly said.
“Too bad. You are not worthy enough to say that word,” Blobber chuckled.
“We’re gonna beat your slimy butt Blobber,” Cassie said.
“Oh, what a lovely dream.” Blobber laughed like mad Call me when you idiots wake up. In the meantime, I’ll be ‘inviting’ more people to my giggly fun.” Blobber laughed once more. Professor Higgly shot water at him. Blobber chocked. “I have a little too much meat in my diet,” Blobber said. “I need to go on a diet of vegetarians.”

Chapter 13
Fight Fight Fight

Blobber’s legs melted and his arms fell off, but somehow, the melting stopped and everything grew back. His little finger popped out of his slimy body and his little toes wiggled themselves out too. He stood straight once again. Professor Higgly’s water gun ran out of ammo. Ices ran to Blobber with a spoon and started to eat him up! She poked her spoon into Blobber’s leg and stuffed the sticky jelly into her mouth. Ices’ belly grew bigger as she gobbled up the berry goo. Leah rushed to Ices and sobbed.
“You’re so fat.” Leah lightly pounded Ices’ belly. It jiggled. She stopped, stood up and took out her fork and stabbed Blobber’s leg. Juices oozed out.
“Was that the wind or was that you trying to hurt me?” Blobber said. “That doesn’t hurt.”
“It was me hurting you,” Leah said. “You should have fallen by now or be shrieking. The main point is that you should be dead by now.”
Ices and the Smith sisters saw Mr. Comba at the Icee shop next to the teacup ride. He didn’t even notice what was happening. Leah stared at the big blob. Blobber looked down at her. Blobber smiled and the more Blobber smiled, the more he shrunk. Leah sat down but never took her eyes off of him. Blobber was still staring at her. Blobber shrunk to the size of the prisoners so they all broke free. They pushed through Blobber’s transparent stomach. Jelly scattered all over the sidewalk. Mr. Comba was crushed by the mob escaping from Blobber’s body. Blobber flopped over and crumbled. Everybody but Leah cheered. Ices’ stomach jiggled and shrunk. Leah quickly joined the group for the celebration. Macy and Cassie danced a robot dance and Professor Higgly danced the tango with Ices and Leah.
A couple police cars pulled up to the scene. Officers got out of the car and arrested Mr. Comba. “Who called the police?” Mr. Comba thrashed. “Well, whoever did will pay, you hear, pay!”
“No one will,” the officer said. He pushed Mr. Comba into the police car.

Chapter 14
Hip Hip Hooray!!

“Blobber finally died!” Cassie said, holding a glass of cider.
“We no longer have to fear going to Disneyland,” said a stranger.
“Whoo!” shouted the crowd.
Professor Higgly, Macy, Ices, Cassie, and Leah joined the crowd of people from Blobber’s stomach in the line for the Haunted Mansion ride. The survivors were still covered with slime but they didn’t mind at all. Everyone clapped and whistled. All were smiling and laughing.
“This might just be the best day ever, said one of blubber’s victims. Everyone around her nodded their heads.
“We did it girls! We all did it!” Professor Higgly said.
“Yeah,” said Macy, and we couldn’t have done it without Leah and Ices.” Creepy music played and they all danced.

About the Authors

Hi! My name is Nhung. I am 10 and a half years old, and live in San Francisco with my mom and dad. I like knitting, hiking, sports, and shopping. I am good at reading, math, sports and playing games. I want to be good at English Language Arts and writing more. When I grow up I want to be a person who creates vaccines or a pediatrician. Natural disasters confuse me. Why do they happen? If I were weather I would be a sunny day so I could warm up the earth. I wish I had a big brother and sister, and I could speak at least three languages. This is my fifth published book. I am also the author of The Disaster Cake, The Flying Car, The Apple Explosion, and a biography of my mom.

Hello. My name is Michelle. I am 11 and a half years old. I live in San Francisco with a big family. I like hiking, playing sports with my friends, shopping, and going to school. I am good at many school subjects, some sports, and Nhung says I am good at talking to younger kids. I want to be good at knitting and sports. When I grow up I want to be an elementary teacher or a naturalist. If I were a food I would be a blueberry muffin because I like blueberry muffins and how most of the time they are crunchy on the outside but warm and creamy on the inside. This is my fourth published book. I am also the author of Twelve Midnight, The Apple Explosion, and The Magic Pizza.

Monday, July 19, 2010

TRIP TO VIETNAM By Brandon, age 8


When I got off of the airplane my mom’s friend picked us up at the airport in Hanoi. I saw cows and chickens on the street. There were men selling ice-cream from carts attached to bicycles. Hanoi was hot and raining. There were motorcycles and I went on a motorcycle with my dad. I did not wear a helmet.

Water Fight

I went to my cousin’s house and we had a water gun fight. After that we took turns playing with the hose. My brother Dustin sprayed the hose at my pants and it looked like I peed and I used the hose to do the same thing.

Ant Lemonade

My mom made lemonade with water that had dead ants in it. She didn’t put sugar I mine because I don’t like it. I drank the ant lemonade but not Dustin.


We rode a horse. I was holding a toy gun pretending to shoot my parents. My brother rode on the front of the horse and I rode on the back. I was kicking the horse and it went fast and guy who owned the horse yelled at it to stop.

About the Author

My name is Brandon and I am eight. I live in San Francisco with my mom, dad, little sister and brother. I like to draw. I am good at ice-skating. I want to be good at math some day. When I grow up I want to be a policeman. I get in trouble a lot but I forget why.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

NIGHTMARE By Betty, age 9

On May 3, 2010 my leg was hurting again. My mom told me to wear my brace but I didn't want to wear it because it was uncomfortable. I hoped it would get better soon because I hated when my leg hurt. I couldn't run at all!

I went to the doctor and he gave me a test. I climbed onto a table attached to a machine for checking my legs and laid down. I couldn't move at all. I had to take off my necklace because the machine was magnetic. The machine only made one sound. It was an outer space kind of sound. I was scared because the machine was a big metal thing full of bright light that went over my legs. It checked my legs while I slept for two hours. I closed my eyes and didn't open them the whole entire time. My mom was with me the whole time. It felt like my legs were inside a whale but not my full body. This whole thing made me have nightmares.

The doctor said that it was only a seasonal problem. This time it came in spring. Last time it came in summer. I'm so happy because my leg doesn't hurt anymore. One day it will come back though.

About the Author

Hi! My name is Betty. I am nine years old. I live with my parents, three cousins, grandparents, aunt and uncle. I like to read and do art sometimes. I am also the author of Blue and other Poems and When I Came to America.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

MARY'S HANDS By Alina, age 11

Mary got a job at On Lok Retirement Home. She wore gloves over her hands during the job interview so nobody would know her hands were sticks. Mary had sticks for hands because she got into a car accident. A doctor sliced off her hands because they didn’t work any more. Then the doctor gave her sticks for hands.

“Mary,” her boss said on her first day. “It’s time for Mrs. Mon’s medication. She needs one teaspoon of Pepto-Bismal, Extra Strength.” She gave the medicine to the seniors by using her little branches as fingers.

Mary wanted to be a real person. She wanted real hands. She got the job because she knew people would die and she wanted to take their hands. Mary decided not to give Mrs. Mon the Pepto-Bismal. She decided to give her Oxy-clean instead. It’s not right, she thinks, but I want hands. She gave Mrs. Mon a cup of Oxy-Clean.
“This doesn’t taste like Pepto-Bismal.”
“It’s a new flavor.”
Mrs. Mon falls out of her chair. Mary’s boss walks in. “Why is Mrs. Mon on the floor?”
Mary checked the old woman’s pulse. “She’s dead. I don’t know what happened.”

The next day there was a funeral. And Mary went.

At the funeral Mary stood next to her friend Kate. “I need your help,” Mary said to Kate.
“What do you need help with?”
“I need help digging up the dead woman and cutting her hands off.”
“Are you crazy?! Why?”
“I’ll tell you, but don’t tell anyone else.”
“I won’t.”
Mary took off her gloves. “My hands are sticks.”

That night, Mary brought shovels and knives to the cemetery. She found Kate there. Kate was wandering around visiting the grave of an old friend. She still wasn’t sure if she wanted to be part of Mary’s plan.
“Will you help me dig up this coffin?” Mary said to Kate. “Now, because there’s nobody here.”
“I don’t know about that.”
“Please can you help me?”
Kate didn’t answer.
Then Mary asked, “How did your friend die?”
“A car accident.”
“I got into a car accident too.”
“Is that why you have stick hands?”
“Yeah, I got them in the hospital.”
“Why did they give you sticks?”
“They didn’t have anything else.”
“We could get in a lot of trouble.”
“I can’t do it alone.”
Kate looked at her friend’s gravestone. “She used to knit me scarves.”
“What did they look like?”
“They were beautiful.”
“What color was the yarn?”
“I was talking about her hands.”
Finally Kate said, “Ok, I’ll help you.”
They dug up the coffin. At last they found the dead person. They used knives to cut off the woman’s hands.
“How am I supposed to help you attach the hands?” Kate said.
They both thought. Flowers moved in the wind.
“I know,” Mary said. “Do you have Superglue?”
“Yeah,” Kate said. She had superglue in her pocket because she liked fixing stuff.
“Can you Superglue the real hands onto me?”
Kate glued the dead woman’s hands to Mary’s arms. They stayed on. Mary smiled, for the first time since the accident.
Kate picked some flowers and put them on her friend’s grave.

About the Author

My name is Alina and I am 11 years old. I want to be good at drawing someday. I am different from other kids because I am quiet. If I were an animal I would be a puppy because puppies are cute. I wish I would get along better with my cousin. I am also the author of Three Stories and Dan Hong Wu.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010


Don’t Worry About It

I was playing football with my dad in my parents’ bedroom and the wall was the goal. My dad grabbed my legs to tackle me but he was only playing. My mom was taking a bath and I could smell the shampoo in her hair even though the bathroom was near the kitchen. She yelled to my dad from the bathtub about social security and taxes. My dad said, “Don’t worry about it.”


On my first day of preschool my mom had to sign a lot of forms. My mother didn’t know how to sign her name in English but she knew how to sign in Chinese. She wrote J and a T. It was her first time signing her name in English.


It was my first day of Chinese school. The whole school smelled like glue. The classroom felt too warm. I heard a bus outside. I didn’t know what my teacher was saying. Everything she was saying was in Mandarin and I only knew Cantonese. I felt nervous. I thought of the time I was lost in a store in Chinatown. My classmate asked me in English, “Do you know what the teacher is talking about?”

I said, “No.”

At recess I saw my cousin. He told me, “Do you have any food?”

I said, “Ok,” and I gave him a gummy worm.

About the Author

Hi, my name is Alex. I am eight years old. I live in San Francisco with my dad, mom and my three sisters. I am good at math. Someday I want to be good at sewing. I want to be a fourth grade teacher when I grow up. This is my first published book.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010



My earliest memory is the first time I broke my leg.
I was so shocked.
I didn’t sleep.
I was seven and a half years old.
I lived in San Francisco
My mom and dad said, “We were worried about you.”
I said, “It was very hurt.”
I had to wear and brace and it hurt.
This memory smells like sweet strawberries because I feel my parents caring about me.
If this memory were a color it would be blue because when I got out of the hospital,
I looked up and I saw the sky.
I thought about the sky above my grandparents’ house in China.
Blue reminds me of them a lot.


My uncle smelled a little bit like watermelon.
He was driving me and my family from the airport to his house.
We just got to America.
In the plane ride I sat in the middle and I wanted to look out the window,
But I couldn’t see.
I knew there was an ocean out there.
I wanted to see a whale.
From the sky,
it would look tiny.

First Day of School

I sat on a bench in the yard,
all alone.
I wondered if my classroom would be blue.
The bell rang.
I had to line up.
I was very nervous
because I had never spoken English before.
Mrs. Youna took our class to our room.
The room was not as blue as I thought it would be.
I was scared that the other kids would make fun of me
because I couldn’t speak English as well as them.
That happened a little,
but there were some other kids who didn’t know that much English either.
When I got home I ate some fruit.
I don’t know what kind of fruit,
but I know it was fruit.

About the Author

Hi! My name is Betty. I am nine years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom, dad, uncle, aunt, grandpa, grandma and three cousins. My favorite thing to do is play cards with my mom and dad. I taught them how to play “Speed.” I am good at playing four-square. When I grow up I want to be good at typing fast. I want to be a doctor because I want to help sick people. If I were a kind of weather I would be sunshine because it makes plants grow.

Monday, April 26, 2010


When Pigger got out of jail, he was mad at his brain because it got out of his head and ruined his plan. So Pigger went back to his lab. He made a new brain out of metal and glass from broken TVs. He kept on hitting it until new brain looked like a gray cloud. It was harder than the old one. Pigger took the cactus out of his skull and replaced it with the new brain.

Then he made a robotic jumbo bird. The bird looked liked a robin but bigger and with needles on its legs. His old brain destroyed his first jet. He went into the bird's control room and took off. Pigger couldn't find the brain anywhere. The brain saw Pigger flying to town. The brain called its robot henchmen to go to town and stop Pigger. So they flew by jetpack. It took so long.

''Huff puff,'' moaned the robots.

''Quit moaning!'' shouted the brain. The brain slapped the moaning robot ten times. Then they saw Pigger flying on in his robot bird. The brain told the robots to shoot. But shooting was not damaging the bird. Soon the brain had an idea. There was a hole on top of the bird for ventilation. The brain flew to the top with its jet pack, right into the control room.

Pigger spotted the brain. ''So we meet again,'' said Pigger. ''You are gonna pay for what you have done to me.'' Pigger took out two super zapping hammers, powered by electricity with irons heads. ''Prepare to be ham.'' Pigger tried to smash the brain. But the brain was much faster than him. The brain tripped Pigger. The brain took one of Pigger's hammers and attacked him. SMASH! ZAP! TACK! Pigger was dizzy.

"You win,'' said Pigger. ''But can you beat this?" Click. He pressed a button on his hand.

The bird was going to blow up. Then the brain had an idea. The brain pressed the FORCEFIELD button in the control room and a huge bubble formed around the bird and a tunnel stretched from the bird deep underground. Then the brain got out through the hole in the top of the bird and Pigger escaped underground. Boom!

The police dug Pigger out.

“You are going to jail again,” one of the cops said.

“Why?” PIgger said.

“You almost destroyed the whole town,” said the other cop.

''NOOOOO!!!'' cried Pigger ''Can this get any WORSE!" Then his new brain jumped out. (His skull was still open.)

''Hooray!" said the new brain. "I am free!” From now on I'll be called Pig." Then it ran away.

''NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!'' shouted Pigger. ''I will get you next time!''

About the Author

Hi, my name is Kenny. I’m eleven years old. I want to be a doctor when I grow up and I like to jump on the bed. I am hyper. If I were a planet I would be Pluto because I like to be cold. I wish it would snow all over California a little bit. This is my sixth published book. I am also the author of Bumpy’s Day, Bumpy & the Icebird, The Robots’ Revenge, My Mom and Tension Time.

Monday, April 12, 2010

GO-KART ACCIDENT By Kevin, age 9

When I was seven I had a serious accident. I crashed my go-kart. A lot of blood was dripping down my face. The fingers of my left had were cut open. I also had a black eye. I couldn’t see with that black eye. We couldn’t afford paying the hospital to cure me so I didn’t go. But I was glad because I don’t like hospitals and I was afraid they would hurt me there.

After the crash I went inside and ate dinner then I played some videogames. My mom wondered how I could play videogames when I was very injured. But the games calmed me down.

I went back to school three days after the crash but I didn’t heal for six months. When I got back to school everyone stared at me because I had all those cuts. Everyone kept asking me what happened. They were bugging me. I ignored everyone except Andy Ramirez. I didn’t ignore Andy because he was a friend, a close friend.

I don’t have my go-kart anymore. My mom made it go to Mexico. I miss it even though it’s all crashed up.

About the Author

Hi, my name is Kevin. I am nine years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom, dad and brother. I am very good at videogames. I wake up early Saturday and Sunday mornings to play them. Someday I want to be good at math. When I grow up I want to be a game show host. Alabama Street confuses me because it is also the name of the state. If I were a tool, I would be a chainsaw because it is a powerful weapon to destroy things.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Monday, March 22, 2010

The Man Who Wants a Head by Stanley, age 10

Yang wants a head. He really wants a regular head so the killing time begins. He wants to kill someone and get their head and put it on his neck so he can show off. Now his new plan is to kill someone famous so he will look cool and so people will be so jealous of him.

He is the vice president of the Department of Fines. He talks through a box. He types what he wants to say into a computer and then a voice comes out of a box connected to it. There are glass eyes stuck to the box. When people pay their fines, he rolls the glass eyes at them.

This is how he kills. He grabs Jackie Chan and ties him on a chair then cuts his head off with a blade then he dies. This is how he attaches the head to his own body. He sews it on with a needle and thread. When Yang gets the new head he acts like the famous guy he just killed.

When people see him sing his happy song they say, “Good song,” because they do not want to be fined. Yang’s job is all about giving people fines so people are afraid of making him mad. But when Yang hears a guy named Mr. Earwax say, “Good song,” he wants him to get fined because Yang thinks it was a bad song, even though he was singing it. That’s what he did, fined the guy and then kicked him with a kung fu move.

About the Author

Hi my name is Stanley. I am ten years old. I like to go to the movies and play chess with my friend. I am good a math and science. Someday I want to be good at history. When I grow up I want to be a pilot. It really confuses me when math and science are together. If I were a disaster, I would be an earthquake because I want to see a lot things get destroyed for real. If I was granted one wish I would go to the past and see the 1906 earthquake.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

STUNG by Wendy, age 7

Lili was born with flowers instead of hands, and the only thing she wanted was to live in the sky. Her hands were petals that opened and closed so she could hold things. Thorns grew all over her wrists. When she dreamed, she dreamed about living in the sky.

One day her dream came true. She went to the sky in her dad’s spaceship. He was an astronaut and he kept a small spaceship in their garage. When she got to the sky she met a star. The star’s name was Fluffy and her last name was Star and she liked Lili’s flower-hands because they smelled like roses and reminded her of an old friend who gave roses once.

Fluffy lived in a sky city. It had big buildings and houses, shops and restaurants. Lili was excited because there were so many things to see. Lili thought that it was fun in the sky. Lili and Fluffy played ball and jump-rope. Fluffy said, “You could sleep in my house.”

Fluffy took Lili to her room in the sky and showed Lili her stuff. “This room is for you Lili,” Fluffy said.
Lili liked her room. Fluffy showed her the living room, kitchen and back yard.

Lili said, “Nice.” She saw a TV, lamp, flowers in a pot, toys and pet bees that lived in a plastic cage. Fluffy took the bees out of the cage and played with them. Lili was scared to touch the bees because they were attracted to the pollen on her flower-hands and she worried they might sting her.

“I want to go home,” Lili said.

Lili built a flying car to travel home. She used her thorns as tools to screw together all the parts. Lili said bye to Fluffy and Fluffy said bye to Lili. Then Lili went back home and went to sleep in her own bed.

About the Author

My name is Wendy. I’m seven years old. I live on Polk Street in San Francisco with my mom, dad, brother and grandma. I like to read. I am good at reading and writing. I want to be good at drawing. When I grow up I want to be an artist. I am different from other kids because I talk quietly but my grandma says I talk loud. If I were a star I would be the sun because it heats the earth. I wish my brother would get along better with me. This is my first published story.