Natya Chandrasekar, 12Palo Alto, CA Latest Fashion–the Mask NATYA CHANDRASEKAR, 12 Being a young girl, fashion is something that I think about all the time and I saw how people were obsessed with the kind of mask they were buying: neutral colors, bold colors, colorful prints etc., and this cartoon was created on that idea. Natya is selling prints of all of her cartoons to raise funds for a nonprofit organization in her local area called REF (Ravenswood Education Foundation), which has established an emergency fund to provide financial relief related to the school closures due to COVID-19. Ninety percent of students in the school area qualify for free and reduced-price lunch, and the majority of their parents work hourly service jobs. REF is working closely with the school district to plan and address specific needs, including in technology and distance learning, food and food distribution, emergency childcare, and financial support. We at Stone Soup are very happy to support Natya in spreading the word, and congratulate her on her work and her fundraising efforts for her community–well done, Natya! You can look at the complete collection of cartoons and choose your favourites either in this Dropbox Folder or Google Drive folder, and write to Natya if you would like to obtain a copy of your own. You may pay for the prints either by making a direct donation to REF here, or discussing directly with Natya and her family.
Young Bloggers
Trust (Inspired by “Harlem” by Langston Hughes), a poem by Daniel, 10
Daniel Zhu, 10San Jose, CA Trust (Inspired by “Harlem” by Langston Hughes) Daniel Zhu, 10 What happens to trust vanished? Does it reappear Out of thin air? Does it painfully regrow like a half-alive tree? Does it haunt you- A ghost in your dreams? Does it leave you as empty- nothing but a shell? Does it destroy you and Crush you underfoot? Or does it leave you wondering If trust Can be attained At all?
A Day at School, a poem by Liam Lipe-Smith, 8
Liam Lipe-Smith, 8Rochester, NY A Day at School Liam Lipe-Smith, 8 School is out All about this nation But it’s not vacation It’s home-learning education. Home we are stuck, With much work to do From feeding the dog, To scooping some poo. Reading and writing, Language and math, It all must get done, To Avoid Mommy’s wrath. But you know what they say About work without play So we get fun in the sun, When our work is all done.
