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Saturday Newsletter: August 29, 2020

A note from Emma When I selected Three Days til EOC as the winner of our inaugural Stone Soup book contest, I didn’t know how close it would seem we were already to the end of our civilization—especially in our little corner of the world, in Santa Cruz, California, where the pandemic has teamed up with climate change-driven wildfires, suddenly forcing evacuees into proximity with others after months of social distancing. Our home is in the evacuation zone, but we are lucky to be in Connecticut staying with my parents for a few months; we have been watching everything unfold at home with sadness and fear for our community. The fire has added a lot of uncertainty to an already uncertain year. We live in the mountains and even if our home is spared, we may be without power for months. Where will we live in the meantime? Will we need to leave Santa Cruz? And if we stay, what will it feel like up there, with some areas of the forest devastated and so many who have lost their homes trying to rebuild? The circumstances we are experiencing now may be different from the ones described in Three Days till EOC but the situation is the same: our world is in crisis, and it is up to us—not just one person, but all of us—to save it. I’m so excited to finally share Abhi’s novella with you all, and I hope, when you read it, you will be inspired to write and to take action against climate change. The official publication date is September 1, but you can preorder it now here, and at Barnes & Noble, Amazon, or your usual bookstores.  Until next week, Winners from Weekly Flash Contest #21 Weekly Flash Contest #21: Write a poem about your favorite place Congratulations to our winners and honorable mentions, listed below. You can read the winning entries for this week (and previous weeks) at the Stone Soup website. Winners “Cherish the Temporary” by Reagan Ricker, 13 “My Favorite People” by Chloe Song, 12 “My Mind” by Analise Braddock, 9 “A Place Yet to Be” by Anushka, 10 “My Favorite Place to Be” by Georgia Marshall, 11 Honorable Mentions “The Observation Deck” by Nicholas Buckley, 13 “Perfect for Me” by April Yu, 12 “In the mountains” by Quinn Peacock Brush, 10 “Winter in my Bed” by Nova Macknik-Conde, 8 “My Room” by Julia Marcus, 13 Highlights from the past week online Don’t miss the latest content from our Book Reviewers and Young Bloggers at Stonesoup.com! Alice imagines life as a book in her post “A Different Kind of Chapter.” Maybe this chapter of our books is a little sad, but rest assured that more exciting chapters will follow. In “Exploring Madame Tussauds,” Alex gives us an overview of the famous wax museum, including how the sculptures of famous figures are made. Emma entered her poem “Mad World 2020” in our Flash Contest that asked participants to write a poem inspired by a song. She uses the lyrics of a song to discuss the chaos of the year. One of our frequent contributors, Liam Hancock, writes “A Plea from the Red Zone.” Read about his experience with the wildfires in California and what he wants others to know. Arshia, 10, writes a poem called “Thank You Doctors” as a tribute to the frontline health care workers who are working tirelessly during the pandemic. Are you a fan of Hamilton? Olivia, 11, wrote a poem inspired by the King’s song from the popular musical. Read updates from the latest meetings of our book club, including an announcement of the next book we’ll be discussing. “Today” by Grace, 11, is a hopeful poem that demonstrates how every day during the pandemic can feel completely different. A call for reviewers! We have three books to send to young reviewers who will commit to reading the book and writing a review for the website. (You can look at other book reviews on the website here.) All three books are middle-grade realistic fiction, but for different age levels. We’re looking for a reviewer age 11 or younger for the book that’s similar to the Ramona Quimby series, but whose narrator is a young Black girl named Ryan Hart. For the next book, which is a book about disability and brotherhood that’s been translated into English from Dutch, we’re looking for a reviewer between the ages of 11 to 13. Then, our last book has some serious themes, so we’re looking for a review age 12 or older. It has a mystery, an eccentric grandma, and gymnastics. Get in touch with Sarah@stonesoup.com if you’re interested in reviewing any of those books. Three Days till EOC By Abhimanyu Sukhdial, 12  Winner of our 2019 Book Contest Cover art: Stars, photograph by Grace Williams, 12 “Choose well. Your choice is brief and yet endless.” —Johann Wolfgang von Goethe * * * Giant waves, riding on the backs of punishing 150 mph tailwinds, crashed on the empty beaches of Soledad and came roaring onshore. The few cafés and shops along the sandy shore collapsed like a child’s house of cards and were mercilessly swallowed by the hungry, monstrous seas. The residents ran amok—their hearts raced fast and almost leapt out of their bodies. The ground shook hard from the screams and yells coming out of their mouths. The endless onslaught of rain flooded the already eroding hillside and threatened to destroy the homes on the hilltop. The massive seawall originally built 50 years ago was holding up—for now. It was the year 2100 and water, the thing that matters to all life, was wiping out life itself. A world so wondrous—with sea creatures, land animals, and humans of all colors, religions, and differences—was being annihilated, and it was soul-crushing to see. A year ago, the last surviving 1,000 humans were gathered and put on electric cargo ships to make the journey here to this hill. Many didn’t understand why it needed to end like this, even though the warning signs had been there for more than 100 years and alarm bells had been ringing for almost 50 years. But the

Flash contest #21: Write a poem about your favorite place to be: Our Winners and their Work!

Flash contest #21: Write a poem about your favorite place to be The week commencing August 17th (Daily Creativity Prompt #106) was our twenty-first week of Flash Contests. The prompt asked our entrants to write a poem about their favorite place to be. The over-fifty entries we received ranged from poetry about the comfort of one’s own room, to vacation spots in Hawaii, to family homes, to the peacefulness of nature, and much more! We greatly enjoyed reading all of the entries we received, as well as the happy feeling that accompanied them. Well done to all of our entrants; and a special congratulations to our Winners and Honorable Mentions, listed below. Read on past the list of winners to experience the Winners’ work for yourself!   Winners Hawaii by Analise Braddock, 9 (Katonah, NY) My Favorite Place To Be by Georgia Marshall, 11 (Marblehead, MA) Cherish the Temporary by Reagan Ricker, 13 (Coto de Caza, CA) My Favorite People by Chloe Song, 12 (Lexington, MA) A Place Yet To Be by Anushka Trivedi, 10 (Silver Spring, MD) Honorable Mentions In the Mountains by Quinn Peacock Brush, 10 (Denver, CO) The Observation Deck by Nicholas Buckley, 13 (Wilmington, MA) Winter in my Bed Nova Macknik-Conde, 8 (Brooklyn, NY) My Room by Julia Marcus, 13 (Culver City, CA) Perfect For Me by April Yu, 12 (East Brunswick, NJ) Analise Braddock, 9, Katonah, NY Hawaii Analise Braddock, 9 Where sunscreen is your friend, Smells of salt and coconut invade your nose, Crish, crash goes the waves as you bravely venture out into the sea, To relax and feel good vibes. The place to escape from all your thoughts and worry To find new outside old, lemonade ice cream and fruit punch swamp the area. Cool breezes mounting over you, Water flooding around in the grotto, The perfect places in Hawaii Georgia Marshall, 11Marblehead, MA My Favorite Place To Be Georgia Marshall, 11 There are many places I like to be. I like the Victorian mansion that is my grandparents’ house. With its richly painted portraits, its cozy, lively rooms, its tree filled backyard with shafts of honeyed light. I like the friendly country home that is my cousins house. With its green backyard pond, you can hear the frogs singing for you. Its cool river across the street, you jump off rocks and float into the chill-boned depths of water. Its bountiful berry bushes, you stick your hands in, then pull them back with handfuls of sour-sweet berries. I like the hot sunny continent that is Australia, With its creek-filled camping trips, Full of warm crackling fires, singing their songs of smoke and flame. Its marching band of that is the morning birdsong, making my head thrum. Its people who I get to see, with their twangy Aussie accents. I like the rickety, old-fashioned town that is my home. With its rich history that fills every household. An old barn attached to our house. The one my mother and I dream of fixing up. Its empty parking lots, where my brother and I ride in his brand-new, bright-green kiddie car. Its friendly village roads, full of window boxed flowers and mossy trees. But the place I like most of all, is wherever my family is. My family is my kind-hearted mother, always around to give me a hug and a kiss. My strong, friendly father, who brings us on adventures. My sweet, dimpled brother, a lively bundle of energy, always ready to play and stick up for me. They are the place I like most of all. Reagan Ricker, 13Coto de Caza, CA Cherish the Temporary Reagan Ricker, 13 Even though there’s a mysterious beauty in the the way a crinkled leave flirtatiously brushes against your shoulder a last, yet oddly cheerful goodbye the quiet warble of a bird trembling with raw power the soft, grainy texture that oozes its way into tiny toes sand being kissed by the playful ocean again and again the hardened moon a sphere of cheese hanging by a slim thread or even the way the mountains strain and reach the light of dawn just so it can be bathed in a shimmering golden light only for a few seconds before the peach rose blossom fades back into a fake blue I’ve learned that I most enjoy the quiet comfort of my room glow in the dark stars placed by careless hands painted light switches a rainbow made of acrylic paints old seltzer cans overfilled with dull pencils and crammed with stubby erasers Empty cups stained with very berry smoothie on my nightstand A tapestry hides a crack in the wall where I threw my phone just a little too hard and too far My bookshelf is filled with worn, feathered pages marked with thoughtful dog ears I only own one bookmark and it’s missing A teddy bear When I squeeze it I can smell days in the park and the lilac scent of softener and it’s simply the best when I crack my shutters open and see a soft pattering of rain The thunderstorm’s hand tapping on my window My hot cocoa cup has 4 marshmallows I’ve eaten one and the other 3 melted down into something unrecognizable My doodle notebook reminds me that I wanted to be a Astronaut, explorer, archaeologist, race car driver, video game designer my dad says I should get a corporate job See, Nature will stay as long as we take care of it But no matter how many times we nurture childhood it fades away Like it never was there in the first place. Chloe Song, 12Lexington, MA My Favorite People Chloe Song, 12 I sit here in my favorite place Not by any oceans Not floating in space But with my people of connected emotions Cross Country season bibs Nights in bed Telling fibs My sister and I Changing in fitting rooms Sunday drives to the mall Checking price tags in fume My mom and I Sitting in