The Night I Started Sharing a Room With My Sister/Dogs With a Secret

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

 Meghan starts a film festival on the ship and the Story Pirates flex their cinematic muscles. Featuring two new stories: “The Night I Started Sharing a Room With My Sister,” a homage to Alanis Morissette about a big life change, written Amelia, a 7 year old from Texas, and “Dogs With a Secret,” a story about doing what’s right even if you won’t get credit for it, written by a 9 year old from Texas named West.

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The Night I Shared a Room with My Sister

by Amelia, age 7, Texas

It was a normal winter day, my mom had a crazy idea (in my opinion). It was... wait drumroll please! Dun dun dun okay now! It was to share a room (with my sister)! Ooof! That was tiring. I think I read at least 100 words. Uh huh!!?? You know about sleeputidus. If you share a room you have it. You know your sibling's snore. Ha ha. That was hilarious! Now back to the moment part. I had a little trouble falling asleep. The next morning I asked my mom, "If I had to sleep with her every night." "Yes!" said my mom. The end!

Dogs with a Secret

by West, age 9, Texas

Once there was two dogs. Their human was called Sarah. And Sarah always fed them the same thing - dog food. Sarah always thought the dogs loved dog food, but the dogs had a big secret. They thought they were forced to eat dog food, which they were. But the secret was that they really wanted popcorn, tomatoes, and all kinds of different foods. Then on a far away galaxy there were aliens, and they were going to planet Earth. Everybody screamed because the aliens were about to smash into Earth. But then, the two dogs scared away the aliens, and they finally got popcorn, tomato, and their every wish. The end.

 
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The Poisonous Butterfly/Cartwheel Girl

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Lee blows off steam in the ship’s simulroom. Featuring two new stories: “The Poisonous Butterfly,” a story about a bold scientist who has to save the town, written by Vivian, an 8-year-old from Colorado, and “Cartwheel Girl,” the tale of a very happy girl with a very strange condition, written by a 6-year-old from Arizona named Gabriella. 

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The Poisonous Butterfly

by Vivian, ages 8, Colorado

  Once upon a time there was a little girl who grow up to be a scientist who loved animals espel bug’s. One day she saw A weird butterfly it was a poisonous butterfly, it made people into zombies. So she captured one of them and she experimented on one and turned it into a good butterfly and it gave life to everyone.

THE END

Cartwheel Girl

by Gabriella, age 6, Arizona

Once there was a little girl named Ella who was born. She had a special ability. It was a secret, cartwheels. She can only do cartwheels 🤸‍♀️ And she played in a band that was rock and roll. One time a mysterious thing came, and it was a ghost. There was something else about her. She had X-ray vision, so she could see the ghost.👻One time she was walking, and she found people named Joan and Lily. She said “Oh yeah I forgot to tell, you have to see my secret, cartwheels.” Joan says, “But I have a new partner, so I cannot work with you.” Lily says, “ Better luck next time.” Joan says “I’m sorry”
Ella goes back home, but suddenly she saw a ghost👻! Then something grabbed onto her neck. She tried to go to her room, but she couldn’t move! She tried to scrape herself, but she accidentally scraped the ghost, and she ran to her room. After she ran to her room she met Alex her best friend. Ella said, “I saw a ghost .so the ghost floats in to the room and says I can teach you how to not do cartwheels cool says Ella.
The End
By, Gabriella Garrigus
🇺🇸🏆🎖🥇🥈🥉🏅🏹🏇🏻🤾🏾‍♀️🧘🏽‍♀️

 
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Chicken on a Motorcycle/The Donut Gymnast

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Peter and Lee learn the shocking truth about Smitty. Featuring two new stories: “Chicken on a Motorcycle,” a tale about a new kind of hero and the explosive power of jazz, written by two brothers from Arizona, Mason, age 10 and Stanford, age 6, and “The Donut Gymnast,” a story about a pastry that learns to roll, written by a 10-year-old from Colorado named Addy. 

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Chicken on a Motorcycle

by Mason and Stanford, ages 10 and 16, Arizona

  Once, a very, very, VERY long time ago there was a chicken. Everybody knows that a chicken’s worst enemy is a car. But this chicken came to Earth and became a superhero. He could now speak all languages. And he could do all this because he had a secret weapon: a MOTORCYCLE! 

A Chicken on a motorcycle, A Chicken on a motorcycle, A Chicken, On, A, MOTORCYCLE!!!!!!

        How did the chicken get like this?  He simply came from two chicken parents. But he wanted to be more than just a chicken. He wanted a motorized vehicle that’s not a car, since he hates them. So he grabbed, after long decision, (And stealing a pizza man’s motorized scooter) a motorcycle. 

He’s a chicken on a motorcycle,

He’s a chicken on a motorcycle,

He’s a chicken on a motorcycle,

YAAAHHH!

He’s got a mo-

Tor- 

Cy-

Cle! 

        One day the cars were getting bored. They started to chase the chicken. They chased him through the desert, jungle, ocean and city.  Finally, in the suburbs they cornered the chicken. The cars then began to chant. “EAGLE, EAGLE, EAGLE!” over and over. Then the chicken’s real worst enemy came. I lied earlier. A chicken’s real worst enemy is… AN EAGLE!

A chicken on a motorcycle, hiding from the evil eagle.

A chicken on a motorcycle, with all hope seeming lost.

A chicken, A chicken, Not 2, just one. A chicken on a motorcycle.

A chicken, about to die, all hope is gone.

Until his true friend comes.

        A chicken’s true, only, best friend is the only other little or none flying bird not in the arctic that normal people know about. A DUCK! A duck with a… Trumpet!? It hopped over with an air of dominance and quacked 3 times. Then, all of a sudden, he played. 

The chicken really got this thing, he really got it good.

It was something beautiful, something amazing.

It was something called… JAZZ!

This new thing made the cars blow up, but the eagle was still mad, he was gonna make them pay!

The chicken found a saxophone in his hand.

After clucking 3 times, he began to play along.

This was too much for the eagle, he chirped and flew away.

And that is the end.

Note: The italicised text is music.

The Donut Gymnast

by Addy, age 10, Colorado

One day a donut decided to do gymnastics. Her name was Jelly B. Donut. Jelly for short. Her coach asked her to do a forward roll. She was very good at side rolls but she had never done a forward roll before. She was scared. All the other gymnast donuts were donut holes. They rolled anyway at any time that they wanted. She thought asking her coach would help. She said to her coach, “Would you teach me how to roll any which way like the other donuts?” The coach said, “Sure, but first I want you to use your imagination to see how it’s done.” She practiced over and over and over again. And then she finally fingured it out and did it. She was so happy! Then her coach said, “Now we’re going to learn how to do the split.”

 
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Rosie the Rose/The Soup (feat. Kristen Bell)

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

A holographic motivational speaker (Kristen Bell) encourages the Story Pirates to the extreme. Featuring two new stories: “Rosie the Rose,” a synth-pop tune about a flying rose who finds a new home, written by Avery, a 6-year-old from California, and “The Soup,” a story about a family of chefs who must compete in the kitchen against a scheming foe, written by an 8-year-old from Maryland named Elijah.

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Rosie the Rose

by Avery, age 6, California

One day long, there was a rose named Rosie. Rosie had magical powers to fly. But only in the nighttime. Rosie used to get food from plants in the night to eat with her special big mouth petal. But then she found out that there were more special magical things to eat in the morning, so she tried to fly in the morning instead. But then people started to see her. People said “What the heck is that rose doing?” and they started telling everyone they knew “Hey, there’s a special magical rose in the sky!” Rosie felt weird. She thought “What are those people doing looking at me?” 

She flew down to a little girl and her baby brother sipping chocolate milk while vegetable shopping. Rosie said “Why are you looking at me?”

The little girl said “Because I never saw a rose flying in the sky and I wanted to know what it looks like.”

The little girl told her parents about Rosie, but they didn’t believe her. 

A couple of days later, she told her parents again, but this time they did believe her.

The little girl asked her parents to give Rosie a house. They said yes. 

The girl told Rosie that she had a house. Rosie was happy and said “Thank you.” 

The girl gave Rosie some seeds. So Rosie planted the seeds. And then Rosie was the flower seller in the house. 

The end. 

Our adaptation of “Rosie the Rose” was written by Jeanna Phillips and produced by Brendan O’Grady with vocal arrangements and direction by Jack Mitchell.

The Soup

by Elijah, age 8, Maryland

One morning a family with the best chefs in all of America sat at their round table. They were so popular that people from all over the world came to their little house to taste their yummy food. They had yummy soups, yummy noodles, yummy everything. 

One day a stranger came who challenged the chefs to a duel. The stranger chef said, “You have until night to decide what you're gonna make.” 

The family didn't know what they were going to make so they decided to put each of their favorite dishes together.

And that night the man came. He brought a judge with him. Just before 8 o’clock, just before this duel the man who challenged the family warned the judge, “No matter what you must choose my side.”

But when the judge tasted the yummy food of the family compared to the bad food of the stranger he decided to choose the family. 

The End.

 
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Every Midnight I Turn Into A Wolf/The Case of the Missing Files (feat. Lena Hall and George Basil)

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

A Party Planet (George Basil) tries to convince the Story Pirates to stick around and have some fun. Featuring two new stories: “Every Midnight I Turn Into A Wolf (feat. Lena Hall),” a glam rock song about a girl who goes through a surprising transformation, written by Maren, an 11-year-old from Washington, and “The Case of the Missing Files,” a hardboiled detective story written by a 10-year-old from Arkansas named Will.

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Every Midnight I Turn into a Wolf

by Maren, age 11, Washington

When I was five, it started to happen. I felt a popping in my mind. I heard someone scream, I ran away. Later, at the crack of dawn, I found myself sitting in the woods and then I remembered. I looked back where I had come and saw wolf paw prints in the dirt. I later decided to go to my grandma's place. She told me what had happened. I had apparently turned into a wolf. She said it always skips a generation but still I was freaked out. That was six years ago. Tonight I am going over to my first sleepover but I had long forgotten what had happened. But that night it was past my bedtime when I felt a popping sensation not since I had felt when I was...pop! I was a wolf. Every started staring at me. Then they all started to scream. I noticed an open window and jumped out and ran into the woods. I tried to turn back but I couldn't. So for the rest of my life I spent it in wolf form with my grandma and met a nice wolf. We got married and have five pups- Kate, Susie, Lily, Mark, and finally, James. All the names of the people that were at the sleepover on that fateful night. The End.

Our adaptation of “Every Midnight I turn into a Wolf” was written by Minhdzuy Khorami and Greg Smith, produced by Brendan O’Grady with vocal arrangement and direction by Jack Mitchell

The Case of the Missing Files

by Timothy, age 8, Florida

The Case Of The Missing Files By Will Emmons
So, my name is Jonathan Jones and I’m a private eye. And one day I was just chillaxin’, mindin’ my buisness when some lady I’ve never seen before comes in. I couldn’t really see what she looked like because I forgot to have my morning coffee. So before this lady walked in i was trying to make some. I was all drowsy because I was asleep. But the when the lady closed the door she slammed it so I was like “Waugh!!!!!! Whose there?!” So I spilled coffee all over her. But it was almost as that she did’nt care about the coffee. She was like “There is nothing to be sucipicous about and I’m a totally normal person whose not against you.” “Okay.” “ I am here because diamonds, rubys, emeralds, and more are being stolen from all over the world. I came here thinking you could help me but you spilled coffee all over me!” “Oh uhh... Sorry about that. Uhhh.... Let me clean that offa ya... here i have a handkerchief with me. Ptooo!” “Ewww... Gross... Stop That!!! Stop it!!! Mwa mwa!!! Mfff mfff mffff mfff mff mff!” “All right! You’re all done! Now that you’re all clean why don’t you tell me more about this-” “No!!! I don’t know anything more about this and i’ll give you a number.” “ You’re number?” “Of corse not! That is the person who is going to give yo you’re files.” “I never got you’re name!” “Oh my name! My name... is Harper mchaperson?” “You have a weird name.”I say. “ I DO NOT!!!” Says Harper and she slammed the door shut. I decided to look at the files I already had. Then I looked and saw there were no files. Every single accomplishment i had ever done was gone. Gone. I could’nt believe what I saw. I got into my Porsche and drove off to find Harper. Unfortunately, I did’nt see her car so i really could’nt find her. But I could find that person who would deliver fake files! So i called that person. This person had a very dark, brute, Icy, Voice. “Hello?” “Hi its me Jonathan Jones.” That dark deep voice was instantly a high-pitch happy voice. “I just wanted to know where you were so I could pick up the files in person.” “Ooh uh i’m on 649 Sherl river rd. Oops I should’nt have said that! *Click*” I smiled in triumph. Now I could find that person and chances were that Harper Mcharperson would be there too. When I got there it was just a shed. I walked inside the shed. Then I saw a clock. It had 7 hands, so i broke of the hands until there were only 3, The Hour, The minute, And the second. As soon as I broke off the last handle, the ground fell and I realized I was falling down a trapdoor! I found a torch to grab onto even though i did’nt need to because I realized I was on the floor. i walked down the hall, and it had several rooms. I checked each one and then I walked into a room with a man in a suit who looked as if he wanted to be a model. He took my hand and shook it rapidly, like he’d been waiting years for me to get there. He talked very fast. “Hello hello Jonathan Jones! You don’t need to ask who I am because you already know!!” I had no idea who this guy was so I must’ve shown it. “Defender of liberty? Stronger than everything? None of that ringing a bell?” I shook my head like a bobble head.”Serioulsy? Most people I meet down here just immediately start clapping.” “Who are you?” “Why I’m Superman! Just kidding. I’m bob dwellens!” said Bob dwellens. I left that room quickly. Then at last, I found Harper and that guy on the phone. “Well well well. If we don’t have visitors then they won’t be able to see these files...” waving them in front of my face as I reached for them. I missed. The guy on the phone said “ Yeah, because if we did’nt have visitors you would’nt have been able to give those files back!” “Imbissill!” Said Harper. “Come and get em. I instantly Kung-fu kicked The guy from the phone in the face, knocking him out. Then I turned to Harper, who was shuddering with fear. “P-p-p-p Please! I wanna live! I’ll tell you my real name. I’ll give you the files back. I’ll give you 500 dollars! Just please don’t kill me!” “Okay one, I won’t kill you. Two where’s the bathroom?I mean no two. Where are the files?” “Right here.” She said throwing them at my stomach which hurt me pretty bad. As soon as I got my wind back I heard footsteps fading. I ran out of that room into the hallway as I saw Harper going up a ladder that went back to the shed. I kept running towards the ladder. I got out of the shed to see Harper getting away in an 1930’s automobile that went nowhere so I walked towards her. Then I arrested Harper. Then I went down the ladder and got the files. I went to my office In Truimph. I learned a valuable lesson that day. You can always get back up to when you struggle.
THE. END. Maybe!


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DJ Squirm-a-Lot's Spring Break Mixtape

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

In this special bonus episode, everybody’s favorite worm DJ smashes the spacebar for some of our favorite songs and deep cuts from the podcast.

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Good Cups/The Dog That Thought the Sunset Was a Ball (feat. Bobby Moynihan)

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

A visitor from the future (Bobby Moynihan) implores the Story Pirates to help him save the universe. Featuring two new stories: “Good Cups,” a rap about all the different kinds of incredible cups you can drink out of, written by Timothy, an 8-year-old from Florida, and “The Dog That Thought the Sunset Was a Ball,” the story of a canine who will travel any distance for a game of fetch, written by a 6-year-old from Hawaii named Sheldon.

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The Dog That Thought the Sunset was a Ball

by Sheldon, kindergarten, Hawaii

Once upon a time there was a dog that thought the sunset was a ball. He went to a spaceship and he went to outer space and then he went to the sun and the sun had storms and the storms on the sun were on fire and the dog wanted to go back to earth because he was frightened. And then he went back to his fence and then he got locked up in jail because he was not supposed to go into the spaceship. The end. Inspiration: I saw Harry (our dog) looking at the sunset when the sun was going down late at night when I had my pajamas on after I brushed teeth and flossed. And I thought he was just pretending he was a person but he was just thinking the sunset was a ball and he even thought it was so cloudy because it was so cloudy so he gave me that idea to make the story. Thank you story pirates, I love you, good night

Good Cups

by Timothy, age 8, Florida

all those cups, cups, cups cups like blue cups, fast cups, Big cups, Twin cups, Time cups, yoga cups, pogo cups, Disco cups, swag cups, small cups, sleepy cups, fire cups...we are cups, cups cups, we are cups, cups, cups we are all good cups: THE END

Our adaptation of “Good Cups” was written by Alexis Simpson and produced by Eric Gersen


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The First Kids To Work At The Census/Rowan and the 3 Sloths

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

Illustration by Camilla Franklin

In need of extra cash, Siegfried makes a dicey business decision.  Featuring two new stories: “The First Kids to Work at the Census,” a song about two kids who just want to put their natural talents to work, by William, a 7-year-old from California, and “Rowan and the 3 Sloths,” a story about an unexpected encounter in the forest, by a 9-year-old in Illinois named Rowan.

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The First Kids to Work at the Census

by William, age 7, California

Characters: Jake- 5 years old- had short hair that he was growing long and loves the rain.  Luna is Jakes’ sister. She is 4 years old- Luna had long hair but wanted it to be short like her brother.

Setting: Inside and outside the census building in the busy city of San Francisco, California

Problem: The kids wanted to be hired at the Census but the old human incharge of hiring would not hire them.  

Plot: They were walking around counting all the things they could shop for when suddenly they ran into the boss of one of the census offices.  Jake recognized the boss because Jake and his sister spent hours imagining how it would be working for him and counting people.

 They said, “Hi, are you the boss of the census office”

And the boss said, “Why yes, I am”

Luna said, “Can you hire us?”

Jake said, “The old man incharge of hiring  wouldn’t hire us because we are too young.”

The boss said, “Interesting how old are the two of you?”

Jake answered “5 years old and my sister Luna is 4 years old. 

The boss says, “We’ve never had anyone that young work in our offices.”

“Well there have never been any kids before that think that working for the census would be the best job in the world.” said Jake

The Boss could not say no to that because he too wanted to work for the census when he was 5 and no one would let him.  

“OK!”, said the Boss, “you are hired.  You can start tomorrow.”  

Jake and Luna felt amazing. Numbers were their favorite and the job of the census is to count every single person in the United States. 

 “WOW!   Can you believe it!”, said Luna We are going to be the first kids to work at the Census.

Our adaptation of “The First Kids to Work at the Census” was written by Tim Platt, produced by Brendan O’Grady with vocal arrangements and direction by Jack Mitchell.

Rowan and the 3 Sloths

by Rowan, age 9, Illinois

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Rowan. She love to wonder. One day Rowan was wondering in the forest when she found 3 magical trees. The magical trees had 3 sloths. The sloths were magical too. They told Rowan she could have 3 wishes. She said ok. Then she made her wishes. Then the sloths said buy and she dispeard with the things she had wished for. The End


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