Rachel and her beach pigs stumble upon an idyllic, underground small town and a very welcoming ambassador (Kimmy Shields). Featuring two new stories: “I Don’t Think So Day,” a story about a very frustrating new holiday, written by Luna, an 8 year old from California, and “The Squirrel Astronaut,” the tale of a brave rodent’s trip to outer space, written by a 12 year old from Georgia named Donovan.
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Illustration by Camila Franklin
Original Stories
I Don’t Think So Day
by Luna, age 8, California
“Hi my name is Luna I am going to tell you about I don’t think so day.” It was one normal morning I saw my best friend, so I said “hi bestie!”I was so surprised when she said “I don’t think so”.So I said “huh?””Haven’t you heard, it’s I don’t think so day!”I said “I still don’t get it.”She said “let’s just go to school.”I said “ok.”10 minutes later… “hi Mrs.Perone” chorused the class. “I don’t think so” she said.I thought “this day is just getting weirder and weirder.”We had Spanish class then in the middle of math the bell rung.I said “finally school is over!”I I see my mom so I say “hi mama” then she said “I don’t think so get in the car.”Seeing my opportunity “I said I don’t think so.”She laughed “just get in.””Fine.”later we had dinner then I for some reason woke up like I was asleep then I was like well this day is already weird so I told my mama “I had a dream that it was I don’t think so day” she said that “it could not be possible.”I said “why?””Because today is I don’t think so day” I screamed “I DON’T THINK SOOOO!
The Squirrel Astronaut
by Donovan, age 12, California
"Hey boss of the Space place, all of our astronauts are stuck at home with Chicken Pox." Said Milly Yeah he always has those long stories and keeps everyone up with his snoring. Well what can we do it's not like we can find some random animal to do out mission to Jupiter." Said the boss" Aww look my pet Squirrel got out of it's cage that little rascal." Milly said "Wait a second what if we put him in our under development program." Boss said" "You don't mean." That's exactly what I mean. The animal astronaut training come on Squirrel let's see what you can do." Boss said 3 days later. "WOW your Squirrel did perfect on all of the training. Now we just have to give him his suit and animal translation device." The boss said "If you had this why didn't you take the program out of development?" Milly said confused "Because I can." Said the boss "Here let's just put it on." Okay I can talk how cool." Said the Squirrel "I did good on the test because I've been here a super long time so I know what to do." That is so cool." Milly said Come on to the rocket. Okay I'm all set in our animal rocket. Okay 10 9 8 14 78 1 blastoff. Those was a weird countdo-AAAAA. Okay I have the controls now I'm steering to Jupiter. Wow that was really quick must be because the ship is so small. Now I plant these cameras and I can be done. 20 minutes later well know I'm done I can go back to the ship. Wait who are you. "I am a jupiterian" don't you mean martian" Said the Squirrel "Ugh Martians that is just a Neptunian family who was there on vacation one time no one lives on mars its a confusing planet" Said the jupiterian" What's you name I'm *Insert random gibberish here* but you can can call me Sam" Well Sam my name is Squirrellio nice to meet you. Wait what if you come with me" That is a lovely offer but i have to stay here with my family the *Iinsert other gibberish here*" Goodbye Squirrellio" said the jupiterain" "Goodbye "said the Squirrel. 20 minutes later. "Squirrellio your back" said Milly. "Great to be back you will never believe what I saw" We saw it through the camera on your mic" said the boss You were one of our best astronauts were taking the program out of development. The Space agency did just that and everyone took their pets to be trained and everyone lived fine with very few incidents The end.
Story Spark
Luna, who wrote “I Don’t Think So Day" is presenting this week's Story Spark!
Write us a story that makes us think it’s going in a certain direction, but has a really wild and crazy twist at the end. And give your story two main characters that are exact opposites of each other.
Roll Call Stories
The Evil Orange Head Lady
by Honor, age 9, Australia
"Hey Henry do you remember when I said you could remove my mask when we grew old?" Old Lilac questioned. FLASH BACK 50 YEARS AGO... "Hey! Henry, here's a promise" young Lilac said . "OK! tell me." Young Henry exclaimed " So when we grow old you can remove my mask" young lilac squealed "Ok i promise i will." And henry kept his promise. So he wobbled over and took away the mask and gasped. "You have an orange head!!" he screamed. "yeah... AND ILL EAT YOU FOR MY DINNER AND YOUR FAMILY TOO!! HAHAHAGAHAHAHHA!!" the evil orange head lilac said. Then she started turning everyone into oranges and then eating them.
Diary of a Grain of Sand: A Story of Epically Boring Proportions, Volume I
by Aviv, age 8, Washington, DC
Prologue
Day -336,229
I can move! Light, there’s light!
Part I Day 1
This is so exciting. I sat there.
Day 3
I got trampled by a camel. Things are getting crazy around here.
Day 8
A sand storm came. I blew away.
Day 11
I landed next to a cactus. Day 18 Nothing happened.
Day 24
I got buried.
Day 29
Still buried; it’s dark.
Day 36
An owl dug me out of the sand.
Day 38
I sat there.
Day 42
Nothing happened. I sat there.
Day 46
A lizard scampered by.
Day 57
Cloudy day.
Day 64
Nothing happened.
Day 70
A pygmy shrew pooped on me.
Day 77
Nothing happened.
Day 80
Nothing happened.
Day 91
I saw a snake 🐍.
Day 100
I feel tired. I’m going to sleep 💤 🛌 😴.
Part II
Day 456,232
I got buried. Again.
Day 489,245 Still buried. Still dark.
Epilogue
Day 1,543,872
Still dark. It’s getting really crowded. It’s hard to move.
Day 1,576,421
I can’t move at all anymore. Sigh…oh well.
End of Volume I
The Gerald
by Emaline and Darby, Connecticut
Once there was a raindrop named Gerald, he fell from the clouds; he fell onto our dad's car AND THEN our Dad wiped him away. And then he fell into the sewer, he saw a singing rat circus, they tried to keep him there BUT THEN he kicked them in the face while he was kicking them he fell back into the sewer water THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN he turned into a giant monster called the gerald and went after our Dad's car! He picked it up and tried to eat it but then our dad asked if he wanted any tacos the gerald says "CAN I HAVE A HOMEMADE TACO?" Our Dad said no because he didn't have any, the gerald came over picked up the car and ate it THE END
Slothball
by Jonah, age 10, Texas
Another day, another practice. Me, Breaklegs sloth, was happily going to baseball practice. (So, you see I’m a super fast sloth but becomes very slow at unexpected times. And my baseball coach doesn't know that). Yesterday my coach told me that we have a big day on Saturday and I think Saturday is going to be a gloriously slow day. “It's Saturday, the time is one o’ clock, I'm late!” I yell. I impressively jump down the stairs, grab my baseball stuff and rush out of the door. But my slowness kicks in. I see a plane flying at about ten miles per hour. (Cough cough it's fast for a sloth.) Anyway I managed to joyfully jump onto the plane. After a eon I see the baseball field. I quickly jumped off the plane and I realized I had no way to land safely. While I was falling and panicking I found a parachute in my baseball bag. I swiftly put on the parachute and gracefully fell beside my coach. “What were you doing!” yells the coach. “Surviving,” I calmly answered. Well it’s the ninth inning and we're losing one to two. After Popsters your batting. “Popsters is in second base, so better make this a good one.” The ball came flying at jet speed (ten miles per hour) right at me. I swung as hard as I could, the half second the ball touched my bat I felt fast and strong. The ball flew at jet speed (ten miles per hour) out of the feld. “It’s a home run. Team sloths winn,” said the umpire. I joyfully ran the bases back to home plate. After my team's glorious victory I happily ran (0.17 miles per hour) home. Well I ran pretty fast so maybe one mile per hour. Please. “Where is my one million dollar parachute!” Yells my mom. Oops so sorry mom I used it to save my life,” I answered. :)
