Through the Eyes of a Bird –Bella Dortch
In 1852, a boy made out of coral and ivory a bird. This bird saw many family generations spanning numerous years. It watched, with its scarlet coral eyes, the making of a clipper ship. It saw the fish swimming by as it plunged in the ocean. It was treated kindly in times, poorly in others. It guarded a gliding ship through the sea. This bird was given the name Seabird.
For a limited time, Seabird will be on display at the Harvard Museum of Science and Art. Tickets will be available from Dec. 1st thru the 30th from 9am-5pm. Refreshments will be served at this family event.
Saving Precious Aboriginal Objects –Bella Dortch
In 1982, two girls named Amy and Lana rescued some ancient Aboriginal objects from falling into the hands of Ricky, the manager of a small store in Alice Springs, Australia. This is how it happened: The girls were camping near a water hole with some friends and a relative when they heard a scream. A young boy named Eddie emerged from the bushes beside the water hole. He stated in a shaky voice that he had spotted a kadaitcha. “We can’t take any chances,” a kind lady named Barbara stated. “Kadaitchas are very dangerous.” “I’ll hike up there just to take a quick glance,” said Amy’s aunt, Caroline. Before any of this happened, Lana’s grandma had chanted in her dream,” Someone will die.” Barbara and Caroline quarreled for a bit, but Caroline won her way. Amy and Lana watched as the rays from Caroline’s flashlight disappeared. “I have got to go with her!” Amy shouted. She jerked her hand away from Lana’s and started up the cliff. Lana ran after her and joined her. After walking for a while, the two spotted a light. “It could be Caroline’s light!” exclaimed Amy. Then she felt something touch her ear. She darted ahead of Lana, hearing voices. Amy covered her ears. All of a sudden, Lana’s voice invaded her thoughts. Amy jolted up. Then she heard a rock. “Caroline!” she thought. They crawled forward and saw Ricky. He placed something inside a backpack beside him. Then a noise cut the darkness. The two girls ran and ran until Amy tripped. “What do we have here?” Ricky appeared and snarled. “Get out of here.” “Pick on someone your own size,” said Caroline, who had stepped out of the darkness while Ricky was talking. “You were stealing sacred Aboriginal objects. Leave.” “Stand over there,” Ricky commanded Lana. He pulled out a gun and fired it. Amy tells us that she did not know how long her eyes were closed, but it was not a day. She finally opened her eyes and saw Caroline, leaning against her. Lana and Barbara were there, also. Barbara gave Lana the keys and the two girls drove to many places before they thought of the clinic. They headed inside the clinic and grabbed the emergency box and drove with it to where Caroline was. After hooking it up to her, they loaded her into the car and took her to the hospital the next morning.
The Aboriginal objects were saved and Ricky was found out of town by the Police. Peace was restored to Alice Springs, which everybody enjoyed, and Caroline was taken straight to the hospital, and eventually became better.
Island of the Blue Dolphins
Dear Editor,
As a witness on the ship leaving the Island of the Blue Dolphins, I was displeased to hear the mates commanding Karana that she could not save her brother. That is not just being a bad example, it is inhumane.
Being discoursed to help someone is possibly one of the meanest actions. Nobody wants to have to leave behind a relative. Even the toughest people don’t want to break the ties of family.
Therefore, I command that there should be a timer placed on that island that will sound when the boat is about to leave to insure that no one is left behind.
A Beast Book
I walked to the Bookstore one day, And found a deep red book. So I picked it up, And undialed it’s lock. Out from that cover appeared one of the scariest things, Fangs, And this beast book chased me….
And I’ll tell you the truth, why I stopped writing there. Because I’m in the stomach of……………………………………………. THE EVIL BEASTIVORE!
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