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Saturday Newsletter: November 2, 2019

  Which Way Car Wash by Nicholas Taplitz, 13 (Los Angeles, CA)Published in Stone Soup November 2019, illustrating “A Monarch’s Way” by Alexa Rivera Rockwood, 12 (Potomac, MD) A note from William Rubel Before talking about this photograph and the story “A Monarch’s Way Through,” I want to once again thank all of you who contributed to our Refugee Project drive. Thanks to your help, we will soon have a hiring announcement of someone who will join our staff to work on the project. If you haven’t read Alicia Xin’s blog post, “Thoughts on Jewish Refugees in Shanghai,” then please do. Alicia makes an explicit connection between past and present refugees. There is a blog section in every Newsletter. I just want to remind all of you to check out our Stone Soup blogs, and to leave comments. Thank you. The photo! Besides it being a perfect match for the story about the monarch butterfly facing urban barriers on its way to Mexico (which you will find, below), this is an extraordinary work of art. As you look at this photograph, I want you to imagine yourself framing this image. What are you looking for? Why do you press the button to take the photograph when the scene is framed just so? What are you lining up? As you imagine yourself shooting this image, I think you will find you will find that Nicholas Taplitz, the photographer, is guiding you. Let’s start by looking at the flat surfaces that sit parallel to the ground, like tabletops. There is the roof of the UPS truck, the top of the sign that says “Car Wash” and has the red arrow, the top of the big sign, etc. Of course, there is also the ground. Then, there are the vertical surfaces that are perpendicular to the ground: I’d say there are the vertical sides you can see, like part of one side of the UPS truck and the side of the big sign in the middle, the sign with the pigeons on top, and then there are verticals you cannot see but that you can imagine. Nicholas seems to be helping us see this scene as one being composed of rectangular shapes. A scene in which the flat surfaces, or planes, create patterns that we can see and that we cannot see but can imagine. The way the photograph is framed, at first it can be hard to understand the space—then you see, Wow! There is that tiny chair down there on the right, and the UPS truck on the street—and then you realize that this photo is taken from a very high vantage point. You will also begin to notice the colors—the red of the arrow, the faded red of the car wash sign, the bright red of the $49.99. The yellow of the UPS letters, of the first sign by the truck, and of the painted car-stop by the chair. So much to look at! For this weekend’s main project, I want you to take your phone or camera and look for a scene that you can frame to bring out its geometric structure—rectangles in the case of Nicholas’s photograph, but you might find something with lots of curves, or straight or squiggly lines. The point is that I want you to look beyond the subject of the photograph to something that one might say is more universal, that is larger than your subject. What I mean by this is that Nicholas’s photograph is of a car wash, but it is not really about a car wash. The photograph doesn’t tell you anything about what a car wash is or how one works. The place is just a setting for something bigger that Nicholas is working on. I would put that bigger thing down as “how to see.” This week’s featured story, “A Monarch’s Way Through,” is a perfect illustration of how fiction is different from an essay. In fiction, you show but do not tell. In other words, you let your scenes, your characters, you story say what you want to say. You tell a good tale; you don’t give a lecture. Where I live, in Santa Cruz, California, there are several trees where monarchs overwinter. The monarch population in California that winters in Mexico, like the monarch in Alexa’s story, is down over 99 percent in the last 30 years. There were millions of these butterflies, and now there are only tens of thousands. Already in decline, in 1998 250,000 butterflies were counted in three Santa Cruz groves where they stop for the winter. Last year there were 4,200 in those same trees. There isn’t one single reason for the decline in the monarch butterfly population, but one big reason is definitely habitat loss. Alexa does a brilliant job of helping us imagine ourselves as a butterfly trying to migrate through an unfriendly terrain created by humans. Nicholas’s car wash photograph perfectly captures one of the big problems for these amazing migrating butterflies—a great deal of what we build completely excludes the natural world. Besides us, only scrappy creatures like pigeons can thrive in it. I really want you to focus on photography this weekend, but if you have extra time for creative energy, then write a story or poem that will help your readers to feel some of the challenges facing one of your favorite wild things. As always, send Editor Emma Wood what you create so she can consider it for Stone Soup. Until next week, Current Contest: Personal Narrative The way we approach fiction, nonfiction, and poetry, as both readers and writers, is drastically different. For this reason, we’re happy to announce that Stone Soup is partnering with  Society of Young Inklings in our very first nonfiction contest and that, in 2020, we will begin to publish all nonfiction under its very own label in the magazine. What makes this contest extra special is our partnership with Society of Young Inklings (SYI): we are very excited to share that their team of professional writers has

Slipping into Sunbeams, by Sage Millen, 11

When I began composing this song, I started with a motif- the few notes of melody on which a song is based. Next, I messed around on the keyboard until elaborated the melody, added a B section, and returned to the original motif. Finally, my piano teacher helped me add the left-hand harmony. When I was choosing the title for my piece, I tried to think of something that sounded dreamy and warmly peaceful. If I had to describe this composition to a hearing impaired person, I would probably describe it as a mellow, buttery yellow, soothing and relaxed. https://soundcloud.com/user-28081890/slipping-into-sunbeams/s-yR6ue

Saturday Newsletter: October 26, 2019

Wink by Sierra Glassman, 13 (Watsonville, CA) Published in Stone Soup October 2019 A note from Emma Wood What are some moments of high emotion in your life? This is a question that Naomi Kinsman, of Society of Inklings, asks in one of her videos from the SYI series, which will guide you through the process of writing your very own personal narrative for our fall contest. It is the perfect question to begin your reflection and brainstorming process. A personal narrative is often most powerful when it explores these moments of high emotion. And, as Naomi notes, these moments can be about any emotion—whether that’s fear, embarrassment, happiness, sadness, gratefulness, excitement, anticipation, nostalgia, love, anger, or anything else you have experienced! SYI’s videos are a truly excellent resource, and we hope you will continue to follow along with Naomi as you craft your own personal narrative. I have decided to highlight Daniel Shaw’s personal narrative, “The Tree Outside My Window,” in this newsletter. Although we published his piece in Stone Soup as a story, he told us in his cover letter that it was, in fact, a true story—in other words, a personal narrative rather than a piece of fiction. I love this piece because of its surprising approach to a common narrative: Daniel has recently moved to a new apartment. However, instead of telling us the story of this move in a straightforward way, he focuses on the new tree outside of his window. Seeing it “gently swaying in the wind” prompts him to remember another tree, the outside of the window in his old room. What follows is a beautiful series of memories involving that other tree. By the end of his narrative, Daniel has accepted the new tree and also found a way to remember the old tree. I encourage you to read his narrative closely as you begin to think about your own. What makes Daniel’s work so powerful and moving is not only its unusual approach but the detail of his descriptions and the specificity of each moment he describes. Remember to submit your personal narratives by Dec. 15; we can’t wait to read them! Our Fall Fundraiser, 2019: The Refugee Project We are raising funds to support the production and publication of creative work by children in refugee camps around the world. We have already almost reached our target of $5,000 to support workshops run by and for kids in camps, a special issue of Stone Soup, and associated projects—and we want to keep going! You have already helped us fund workshops in the Za’atari camp and put us in touch with other great organizations we can work with to expand our efforts. Please help us raise the money to continue this work. You can read more about this initiative on our website and help us by sharing the link with others. Thank you. Highlights from the past week online Don’t miss the latest content from our Book Reviewers and Young Bloggers at Stonesoup.com! “Sci-Fi: Science or Fiction?” is the latest from Marco’s blog series. Learn about the distinction between “hard” and “soft” science fiction. Do you have a preference for one over the other? Leave a comment to let us know! Abigail writes about the pit bull dog breed on the blog this week. Read the post to find out more about the “hasty and harsh generalization about pitbulls” that are often circulated in the media. “Pitbulls: Monsters or Misunderstood?” takes into account many aspects of the debate. From Stone Soup, October 2019 The Tree Outside My Window By Daniel Shaw, 11 (New York, NY) As I stood in my new room, as decided at Burger Heaven on Tuesday, I looked around and saw a blank white wall, two closets, and two windows. I looked out the window on the left and saw a beautiful tree outside my window. It was gently swaying in the wind. I remembered the other tree outside my window in my old room. You could see the roughness of the bark, and the leaves slowly turned yellow, orange, and red as we got closer and closer to the end of the fall. The tree was wise and old. It had a posture that was relaxed but knew everything at all times, like Yoda! One day, I asked my dad if I could go play laser tag with my friend Michael. “You know why you can’t,” he said. Unfortunately, I did. My dad was against all types of guns or weapons. I understood why, but I was still frustrated. “But all of my friends are going and I don’t want to be left out because everyone will be talking about it at school,” I told him. He said: “Just because your friends do it doesn’t mean you have to.” I stormed into my room. Then I looked out the window, and I thought about the tree. It couldn’t do anything people did. And people didn’t respect it. They even had their dogs pee on it. But it was content to just watch the world go by…/MORE Stone Soup is published by Children’s Art Foundation-Stone Soup Inc., a 501(c)(3) educational nonprofit organization registered in the United States of America, EIN: 23-7317498. Stone Soup’s Advisors: Abby Austin, Mike Axelrod, Annabelle Baird, Jem Burch, Evelyn Chen, Juliet Fraser, Zoe Hall, Montanna Harling, Alicia & Joe Havilland, Lara Katz, Rebecca Kilroy, Christine Leishman, Julie Minnis, Jessica Opolko, Tara Prakash, Denise Prata, Logan Roberts, Emily Tarco, Rebecca Ramos Velasquez, Susan Wilky.