Coming of Age
— The child glided through long waving grasses, grasses that flickered and danced like fire in the setting sun. A small breeze was pushing its way through the air, just a...
— “You must be…” the principal said. Through my nervousness I said, “Lauren,” even though my friends at my old school knew me as Eunice. Seems to me that I still...
— She traced over of the initials engraved on the top of the dark, chestnut wood jewelry box, LMS. She glanced down at the inscription, though she knew that she could...
— The Stripes Yes! The day is finally hear! I finally get a new basketball! It was 5am.It was the day I can get a new basketball! As me and my...
— An update from our twentieth Book Club meeting! Last Saturday, September 26, was the Stone Soup Book Club’s first Book Club meeting at its new meeting time: 9am PST on...
— “hello, dr. nica. my name is silvia. i like art and design and stuff. my mom told me i should record these voice letters to you, so you can learn...
— Writing Workshop, September 12, 2020, on metaphor Flying By Sophia Tucker Lily Lang was sitting in the metro, listening to some music when she noticed an advertisement on the top...
— Metaphor Poem His beard was like tangled wires, His eyes were dark, similar to the night sky, His hair was shaped like a hair dryer, Why is he dressed up...
— Editor’s Note: Recently, Stone Soup blogger Thee Sim Ling reached out to us to ask if she could arrange an interview with one of her favorite authors, James Ponti. Luckily,...
— Write about what it would be like to attend your rival school or play on your rival sports team. What would your thoughts be on the school you attend now?...