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Photo by Cynthia P. (Her dog, Jewels.)
Hi Everybody!
It!s that time of year again!
Christmas lights are beginning
to appear! presents being
bought! and snow starting to
fall!
This issue of Circle of Friends
is our biggest issue yet! With
a total of !" pages# it is chock$full of stories# poems# and
gift ideas! as well as a great gingerbread recipe! We"re
also featuring a new page that has started! called
!Creative Creations"! Each issue# we will have some kind
of creation on it! with instructions on how to make it"
This issue! Henry H" shows you how you can make a
working water mill! out of only cardboard! tuna cans! and
duct tape! Do you have a creative creation you!d like to
share? Email it to me! and it might be published in a
upcoming issue! Hope you enjoy the magazine!
Hi!
I'm Carley the
Cockatoo. I
am hiding
somewhere
in this issue of Circle of
Friends. Can you find me? I will
be hidden in all of the
upcoming issues of Circle of
Friends as well.
Sophia H!
is thirteen years
old and lives
with her younger
brother and
three younger
sisters in
NH!
To share your
ideas! ask
questions or to
submit your
poem! story!
joke! or to
become an
illustrator! email
her at
harnefamilia@
gmail!com
Sophia
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For this experiment you'll need...
Black or brown non-permanent markers
White coffee filters (the kind with flat bottoms)
A cup of water
1. Take your black or brown marker and draw a
thick circle around the center of the coffee filter
where the ridged part meets the flat center.
2. Fold the coffee filter in half and then in half
again, so that it's sort of cone shaped.
3. Get a glass of water. Pull apart the cone
shaped coffee filter so it balances right on the
glass with the tip of the cone just touching the water.
4. Let it sit and watch what happens as the water begins to flow up the
paper.
5. After the water has reached the top of the coffee filter, place it on a
newspaper to dry.
Why does this happen? When the marker ink on the coffee filter gets
wet, the colors that were mixed
to make this color separate.
When you are finished you can
turn your dry, colorful coffee filter
into a butterfly! Gather the coffee
filter in at the center. Wrap 1/2 of a
pipe cleaner around it securely.
Tie it to a string and hang it up!
Photos from http://buggyandbuddy.com
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Name: Timmy
Age: 6
Favorite Food: Oatmeal
Favorite Animal: Killer Whale
What you want to be when you grow up: Doctor
Something about you that most people don't know: I weighed 9lbs. 5ozs. when I
was born
What my favorite thing about school is: English
What my least favorite thing about school is: Math
This amazing picture by Cynthia P. was
featured on our cover this month. It is a
picture of her dog, Jewels, and Cynthia
shared with me what I thought was a
great idea! Many different people have
tried to guess what breed of dog (or,
because she is a mix, what mix of dogs)
she is, and failed. Do you think you
know? Comment on the bottom of this
web page, (right under this issue, you'll
see something that says comments,
click on that, and then enter your own)
or email me at: harnefamilia@gmail.com.
Her breed will be announced in the next
issue, and you can see if you guessed
right! -Sophia
Hamilton had to pick his favorite pup, he
would pick Hammy for sure.
Hamilton turned his attention back
to his children. Mouselina sat primly,
next to Rosie, and of course, Violet was
snuggling up against her Mom. Hammy
was nowhere to be seen.
"Rosie, have you seen Hammy
anywhere?", Hamilton asked anxiously.
"No dear, can you go find him, please?",
Rosie whispered as Violet had fallen
asleep.
"Oh, that's just like him, running away so
unexpectedly", said Mouselina, tossing
her head. Hamilton dashed out of the
den. As a father, there was no time to
loose. He had to find Hammy. He ran
around, calling his son's name over and
over. "Oh, hi, Dad. Were you looking for
me? Well, don't worry, I am right here,"
a cheerful little voice called out.
"Son," Hamilton lectured sternly, "you
scared us terribly, never go out like that
again!"
"Ok, Dad, I am sorry, but I get so bored
at home, and all I want to do is venture
outside and explore", explained Hammy.
"Oh, I didn't know you felt so lonely."
Hamilton knew now that he had to spend
more time with his son.
"Come!", and he and Hammy skittered
back to the den together.
* * *
Hamilton glanced at Rosie happily. He was
so proud of their little family! Rosie was
busy with her three little mice. Mouselina
reminded Hamilton of Priscilla, as the little
mouse had a rich vocabulary and always put
on airs. Violet was the youngest and the
prettiest of the litter, though very shy,
and she preferred to stick to Rosie. And
Hammy, the middle mouse, was always
curious about anything and everything. He
was brave and loved his parents dearly. If
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crept out of their cozy den. It, indeed,
was a cat. But this cat was white, with
beautiful green eyes, and a trail of
white, orange and grey kittens walking
behind her. Hamilton could recognize this
cat anywhere. It was Priscilla. Hamilton
took a deep breath and exclaimed:
"Priscilla!"
"Don't threaten my kittens!", she cried.
"No, no, no, wait, it's Hamilton!"
"Hamilton, what are you doing here?"
Priscilla seemed clearly surprised. "My
den is around here, and this is Hammy,
"And Nanny Gertrude screamed:
'Deplesaint! Un shori!' and she picked me
right up by the tail, and flung me out the
window, into some thorny rose bushes,"
Hamilton recited the well-known family
story.
"That wasn't very nice of her," Mouselina
squeaked from her corner.
Hamilton continued: "So I wandered
about for a few days, until I heard
humming and ."
"He found me," Rosie said happily. "When
your father saw me, he looked hypnotized."
"Well," Hamilton cut in, gazing lovingly into
Rosie's eyes, "you were the prettiest
mouse I had seen in ages." His mate
lowered her eyes, and blushed. "So, she led
me to her feeding grounds, and let me
sleep in her den. In a week, she told me we
were going to have babiesand you came
along."
All of a sudden, a meow shuttered the
family gathering. "Hamilton, what do we
do? What about the children?" Rosie asked
frantically.
"We will be fine, I will go check it out!"
Hamilton encouraged her.
"I'll come with you," said Hammy eagerly.
"Don't you dare, cats can eat you alive,"
Rosie cried.
"Darling, don't worry. A bit of adventure
won't cause any harm. He will be safe with
me," Hamilton defended his son. They
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man, and he, too died, but of smallpox.
So it was just Madame and the seven of
us.
Then four of the cats ran away. The
two of us that were left other than me
were very lazy. So Madame focused all
her attention on me, until I bit Degas
and she abandoned me.
By that time, I had mated with a
male cat. When I was living on the
street with you, I was already expecting
kittens. After arriving at the little girl
and her brother's mansion, I decided to
run away, despite their intention to keep
me. I wanted to have my offspring in
peace. I love it here, by the rose-
bushes, and I think I might stay here.
Any questions, Hamilton?"
"I have one, but not about your story. I
was wondering why Rosie and my children
aren't coming."
Priscilla looked around anxiously:
"Mia, Siena, Tabby, Frosty? Oh, no, my
kittens are missing!"
Meanwhile, Priscilla's kittens were
busy doing their favorite activity: mouse
hunting. "Look, there is a gray one over
there!" Siena, an orange kitten
exclaimed. They ran excitedly after the
mouse, who happened to be Hammy. He
skittered as fast as he could. He had to
warn his family. Finally, he arrived at the
den. "Mama, Violet, Mouselina, are you
his pocket. He, then, went to paint
my son. Hammy, this is Priscilla, the cat I
told you about. Please go and get your
mother and sisters."
As soon as Hammy had departed, Hamilton
began asking Priscilla questions. "Were you
allowed to stay at the mansion? When did
you have your kittens?" he blurted out
excitedly.
"Hamilton, Hamilton, do you know you
shouldn't ask two questions at once?!"
Priscilla observed in an exasperated tone.
"Oh, Priscilla, excuse my blubbering, but I
was wondering about you and I really
missed you," Hamilton said softly, but
truthfully.
"I - I'm sorry if it seemed that way to
you. You see, I lived in the highest society
for a while and it's hard, because I find
myself correcting even the minor mistakes
which the others make. I was born in
Madame Perrot's mother's house. It was
grand, she was a fine
lady with 6 other
cats. All seven of us -
we were quite
educated. But then
our mistress died,
and her husband
followed shortly, with
grief. Our mistress's
only daughter,
Madmoiselle, soon got
married with a rich
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Hammy felt proud. Just then,
Hamilton burst in. "Are all of you all
right? Priscilla and I were so worried".
"Oh, we are, but we wouldn't have been
without Hammy," said Rosie happily.
They all climbed outside to where
Priscilla was waiting. Immediately she
began licking her kittens. "What
happened here?" Hamilton asked.
"Hammy saved us from the attacking
kittens by telling the story of you and
Priscilla. They stopped to listen. Now we
are all safe," Mouselina cried.
"I am so proud of you, Hammy, you saved
the day!" Hamilton declared.
"Thanks, Dad!"
Then, the kittens started playing
with the mice, and the grown ups began
chatting.
Cats and
mice were
truly at
peace and a
beautiful
friendship
got passed
down a
generation.
here?" he cried.
"What is it, are you all right?" Rosie called.
"Mama, careful, some kittens chased me
here. They are outside our den."
The next moment, they heard
scratching. The baby cats were clawing
their way into the den. All of a sudden, in
tumbled the cats. They started cornering
Violet. Her Mama and Mouselina were
frozen, their eyes wide with fright.
Hammy had to do something. He
started blubbering: "Once upon a time,
there was an artist name Degas. He found
a white mouse and put him in his pocket.
He, then, went to paint Madame Perrot and
her cat" Hammy's knees wobbled. His
voice shook. But he kept on going. "When
he was painting the lady and her beautiful
cat, Priscilla, the mouse jumped out of his
coat pocket. The cat got agitated and she
bit Degas. Her mistress got so angry, she
threw both Priscilla and the mouse out the
window."
He paused. The kittens were staring at
him. "My Mom's name is Priscilla. Is the
story about Mommy?" one mewed. "You'll
find out," replied Hammy. "Over time, an
unlikely friendship formed between the cat
and the mouse". He cleared his throat.
"The cat, Priscilla, is indeed your mother.
And my father, Hamilton, is the mouse. If
they were friends, can we be friends,
too?" Everybody stared speechless at him.
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Hamilton and Priscilla!
A fun activity for the whole
family!
DIRECTIONS:
1.
First cut out of thin cardboard: a side
wall, 4 1/2x8 inches; an end wall, 4 1/2x5 inches; a triangular gable, 4
1/2x3x3 inches; and a roof rectangle, 4 1/2x9 inches. Tape the rectangular
end wall piece to the triangular gable piece: match the long side of the
triangle, 4 1/2 inches, to one of the 4 1/2 inch sides of the end wall.
2.
In a large bowl, cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Stir in lemon
zest, lemon juice, and molasses. Gradually beat in 2 eggs. Sift the flour,
baking powder, and spices
together; stir into creamed
mixture. Wrap dough in
parchment paper, and refrigerate
for 1 hour.
3.
Turn out dough onto a lightly
floured surface. Divide into 6
portions, 2 slightly larger than the
others. On a lightly floured
surface, roll out the 4 smaller
pieces to approximately the size
of the side wall and the end wall
with gable templates; cut out two
of each. Roll out remaining dough,
3/4 cup butter
7/8 cup packed light brown sugar
1 teaspoon lemon zest
1 1/2 tablespoons lemon juice
1/2 cup molasses
2 eggs
3 cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 tablespoon ground ginger
2 teaspoons ground allspice
ICING:
6 egg whites
4 (16 ounce) packages
confectioners' sugar, sifted
and cut into two rectangular roof
pieces. Transfer gingerbread onto
greased baking trays.
4.
In a preheated 375 degree F (190
degrees C) oven, bake gingerbread
for 10 minutes, or until crisp. When
removing from the oven, leave the gingerbread on the baking trays for a
few minutes to set, then transfer to wire racks. Leave out overnight to
harden.
5.
In a large bowl, lightly whisk 2 egg whites. Gradually beat in approximately
5 cups confectioners' sugar. The icing should be smooth and stand in firm
peaks. Spread or pipe a 9 inch line of icing onto a cake board, and press in
one of the side walls so that it sticks firmly and stands upright. If
necessary, spread or pipe a little extra icing along either side to help
support it. Take an end wall and ice both the side edges. Spread or pipe a
line of icing on the board at a right angle to the first wall, and press the end
wall into position. Repeat this process with the other two walls until they
are all in position. Leave the walls to harden together for at least two hours
before putting on the roof. Spread or pipe a thick layer of icing on top of all
the walls, and fix the roof pieces in position; the roof should overlap the
walls to make the eaves. Pipe or spread a little icing along the crest of the
roof to hold the two pieces firmly together.
Recipe and Photo from www.allrecipes.com
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What kind of plant do you think this is?
What do you think is happening here?
It was but a tiny piece
Battered, beaten, broken;
What stories though, could it release,
Had the penny spoken.
How on that memorial day,
Jim Reed, Marine, decreed,
"This coin's for you, Dottie Mae."
Nineteen forty-three.
The history that she held,
Little Annie hardly knew.
She didn't know the numbers spelled
Nineteen forty-two.
The soldier went across the sea,
Dottie Mae loved it more,
'Til the return of her Daddy.
Nineteen forty-four.
Later held in larger hands,
Another deal was done.
On Alaska's freezing lands,
Nineteen fifty-one.
Sandy bought a little toy
With his savings hard-won,
A model ship for this boy.
Nineteen fifty-one.
Once again it was spent
So Joe could watch the band.
About this time it was bent,
The year two thousand.
Left alone in a store,
Stolen so stealthily,
By a man who wanted more.
Nineteen eighty-three.
Lost in Maine after a time,
It was no longer new.
'Til discovered (in some lime),
Nineteen sixty-two.
And now little Annie clutched
A coin that had no sheen.
Many hands it had touched!
Two thousand thirteen.
1...range in size from 2 to 15 inches in diameter.
2...are found in coastal areas worldwide.
3. ...are found in waters 48-66 degrees
fahrenheit.
4....are carnivores, (meat eaters) that eat
plankton and small fish.
5. ..live up to 25 years in the wild but only 1 year
in captivity.
You will need:
1/2 cup rolled oats
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 cup butter
2 teaspoons honey
1/4 cup buttermilk
DIRECTIONS:
1.
Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Grind oats
until fine using a blender or food processor.
2.
In a medium bowl, stir together the blended oats, flour, baking
soda and salt. Cut in the butter using a pastry blender or your
fingers until the butter lumps are smaller than peas. Stir in the
buttermilk and honey to form a stiff dough. On a lightly floured
surface, roll the dough out to 1/8 inch in thickness. Cut into desired
shapes with cookie cutters. Place cookies 1 inch apart onto cookie
sheets.
3.
Bake for 5 to 7 minutes in the preheated oven, until edges are
lightly browned. Remove from cookie sheets to cool on wire racks.
Photos By Cynthia P. Age 12
Photos By Gabby B. Age 10
Photos By Gabby B.
Age 9
Snowflake
By Elliot H. Age 9
Snowflake, Snowflake falls from the sky
Falls like rain, falls fast and high.
Snowflake, Snowflake shapes so different
Can't be bent but can be sent.
Snowflake, Snowflake God made them all,
It's kind of fun to watch them fall.

A Gingerbread Man,
By Beatrice H.
Age 6

"Do you like puzzles? I certainly do! So, I
wanted to introduce you to one of my favorite
books: Puzzle Island.
Puzzle Island is written and illustrated by Paul
Adshead. This book can be enjoyed by
anyone, since it can be as easy or difficult as
you want. If you want it to be easy, you can
simply find the four cleverly hidden animals in
each picture. Taking it to the next level would
be solving the mystery. 'Ambrose Fogarty'
(the alias Mr. Adshead writes the book under)
has the male animal of a species thought to
be extinct. He wants you to find the female
and bring it to him. What is the species? Where is it hidden? Where should you bring
it? Solve these puzzles by following his directions. Finally, if you want something really
hard, try to find his 'real' name.
Not only does he have beautifully illustrated pictures, but the whole book is formatted
to look like his diary. Some of the hidden animals are very hard to find. Paul Adshead
gives hints by hiding the animals' names in the border. Can you solve the mystery?"
Want to find the
hidden animals?
Zoom in on this
page and see if you
can figure it out.
(Hint, on each part
of the border if you
unscramble the
letters that are
missing it will give
you a clue to what
the animal is. For
example, the top
line of the border
unscrambled spells
out dolphin, and I
have circled the
hidden dolphin to
show you where it
is.
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Name: Texas
Capital: Austin
Nickname: Lone Star State
State Dog: Blue Lacey
Motto: Friendship
State Flower: Bluebonnet
State Animal: Mocking Bird
State Tree: Pecan
In 1519, Spanish conquistadors landed in Texas
and found it full of many Native American tribes.
By 1848, six countries had at one time or another
owned a part of Texas. The six countries were
France, Spain, Mexico, Republic of Texas, USA,
and the Confederate States of America. Texas'
main industries came to be cotton, ranching, and
railroad construction. By the 1800's, timber also
was one of Texas' main industries. In 1901, near
Spindletop Hill in Texas, a discovery of the best oil
in the world was made. Because of Texas' new claim to fame, the
Texas economy boomed. Since then, the economy of Texas has
continually been
growing to its fullest
potential.
Would you like to write
about a state?
Email Sophia at:
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Texas Flag
State Instrument:
Guitar
Ronald and Rose had
been out of school
sick for a week, and
they arrived to find
that their whole class
had been working on
a school project on
inventions except
them. After school
they headed off to
the library, and
hurridly started their
reasearch. They
finished just in time,
and are now in class,
about to show their
presentations. Here's
the rest of the story:
"Eddie!" Mrs. Gold
called.
"Barbara!"
"Liz!" Was she calling
the whole class and
not Rose?
"Ronald!"
"Matt!" Mrs. Gold did
end up calling all her
classmates- every
single one.Then-
"Rose!" Rose was
finally able to proudly
traverse the
classroom. She
whipped the cover off
her model with a
flourish. Despite the
lack of time, she had
worked feverishly to
finish the model, and it
was (if she did say so
herself) a masterpiece.
Every little piece of
duct-tape covered
cardboard was
precisely cut to fit.
In her own personal
opinion, she couldn't
have replicated a metal
detector any better.
Her classmates didn't
share her views. The
only interest they had
in this particular model
was that it was the last
one.
Dutifully, Rose read
her essay to the class.
Her essay wasn't half
as good as the model
(Ronald was the writer
of the family), but it
filled the requirements,
talking about the
invention of the metal
detector by Alexander
Graham Bell.
Polite applause
greeted her as she
wound her way back to
her seat. She couldn't
believe it. She had
worked so hard on this
project, yet all in a
minute it was done.
After class, Alice
caught up with her.
"That was a really
good project," she
commented as the
girls made their way
toward the lunchroom.
"Yours was, too."
Rose returned the
compliment. Alice was
silent for a moment,
and then said,
"I have always
wondered. Why do you
never call Ronald 'Ron'
or 'Ronnie'?"
Rose stopped in her
tracks. She looked at
Alice, then started
laughing.
"I never thought of
that! We've just always
called him 'Ronald',
and here you are
asking out of the blue!
asking out of the blue!
I guess we never
thought he'd want to
be called anything
else." A mischievous
grin spread across her
face. "Do you
knowwhat I'm going to
do? I'm going to start
calling him 'Ron' and
see what happens!"
"I will, too!" Alice said
with a laugh. They
entered the
lunchroom. After
getting her lunch, Rose
deliberately ambled
past the table where
Ronald was sitting.
"H'lo, Ron," she said
in what she thought
was a casual voice.
Ronald, who was in the
midst of a heated
debate on battleships
with Fred, didn't even
with Fred, didn't even
turn around.
"Hi," he said, then
continued with the
question, "But do you
really think it was
worth saving the
Virginia?"
"That worked well,"
Rose whispered to
Alice as they
maneuvered to an
empty table.

* * *
The rest of the day
went by uneventfully.
After the morning's
events, the rest of
school seemed tame.
When the twins got
home, Mom met them
at the door.
"How did it go?" she
asked.
"Well, I guess," Ronald
said. "We won't know
for sure until our
scores come in. I think
we did pretty well,
though, considering
the amount of time we
had to complete it."
"There's some fruit
"There's some fruit
waiting for you in the
kitchen," Mom said.
"And, Rose!" she added
quickly, "I found a
piece of paper in your
pocket. If I hadn't
caught it, it would
have gone through the
laundry."
"Paper?" Rose asked,
perplexed. Mom
handed it to her.
Rose's face lit up.
"Of course! That
bookmark I found!"
She explained to Mom,
then added, "I'll take it
back tomorrow." She
hurried into the
kitchen to catch up
with Ronald.
Ronald had already
installed himself at the
kitchen counter with
an apple. He was deep
into a reading
assignment book and
didn't notice Rose. A
minute later, Rose had
joined him, but instead
of a reading
assignment, her
attention was focused
on the paper.
"Ronald. Look at
this."
"Bit busy," Ronald
mumbled indistinctly.
"Ronald! Who would
ever use this as a
bookmark? Look! It's
nothing but numbers
and a few nonsense
lines!" This caught
Ronald's attention.
Lifting his head, he
glued it onto Rose's
shoulder.
"That IS weird. May I
see it?" Rose handed
him the paper.
"Hmm," was Ronald's
only reply. He added,
"You'll have to ask the
librarian."
This only made
Rose's curiosity grow,
and the rest of the day
went by slowly. Mom
made some amused
references to how
Rose 'assumed
everything was a
mystery'.
At ten o'clock the
next day (a school
holiday), Rose and
Ronald were waiting
on the steps of the
library. Two minutes
later, the doors were
opened. Miss Lewis,
the librarian, smiled.
"I'm glad to see young
people interested in
books," she said in a
typical librarian voice.
"Well, we didn't really
come here for books,"
Rose said.
"Come inside to my
desk and we'll see if I
can help you," Miss
Lewis smiled back. The
twins followed her
inside. When she was
safely planted behind
her desk, she asked,
"Now, how can I help
you?" Rose produced
the paper.
"I found this," she
explained, "in one of
the encyclopedias. I
guess someone used it
Hand, nose, finger, eye.
One of these am I.
The book you use for
reference, aye,
That one is right, or,
rather -
82, 9, 5.... 13, 7, 10.....
8, 9, 13..... (there were
24 sets of numbers in all)
"I'm stumped," declared
Rose.
TO BE CONTINUED...
guess someone used
it as a bookmark and
forgot about it." Rose
half expected Miss
Lewis to produce some
spectacles before
peering at the piece of
paper, but she didn't.
"I expect that
someone was jotting
down notes from the
book and forgot about
it," Miss Lewis said in a
bored voice. "Thank
you, dear, but we'll
never find who it
belongs to. Its place is
in the trash."
"But-" started Rose.
She didn't think that
the random numbers
and rhyme looked
anything like notes.
Miss Lewis looked up
in surprise.
"My sister thinks it
looks like a code,"
Ronald explained
hastily. "I think it
would be fun to try
and see if we can
make anything of it."
"Then take it, by all
means," Miss Lewis
answered, with an
amused smile. "I'm
afraid you'll be
disappointed, though."
"Thank you!" the
twins chorused, and
Rose led the rush
toward the door.
Soon after they
arrived home, they had
a meeting in Rose's
room. Rose spread out
the paper on her bed.
On it, in a sprawling
handwriting, was:
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Runner Up:
Beatrice H.
Age 6
The Very
Funny Clown
Here are the Winners from last month's
creature contest:
Grand Prize:
Lucy P.
Age 6
Lucy's Monster
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Emma P.
Age
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Grand Prize:
Jonathan P.
Age 11
The Creepaziod
Grand Prize:
Nathan S.
Age 13
Dragon
Politely Perfect Purple? Reddelicious? What would you call that
color? Here are the steps for entering the
"Name that Color" Contest.
Look it. Each category has a different color to name. Here they are:
Think it. What does the color make you think of? Make a list of the
words that the color describes or reminds you of.
Name it. Come up with a name by combining the words that you
came up with in the list you made. Your name can be from 1-5 words
long.
Send it. Email your name to: harnefamilia@gmail.com. OR mail your
name to: Circle of Friends P.O. Box 210 Warner NH 03278.
One entry per person.
I need your entry by December 25!
PRIZES!: There are three age categories: 5-8, 9-12, 13+ and Special
Needs (any age). There will be one grand prize winner and two runners
up in each category. The grand prize winners will get a king size candy
bar, and the runners up will get a smaller candy bar.
I look forward to seeing your creative color names!
5-8 9-12 13+
Special Needs
Small, sparkling, spot of light
Set against the deep blue night
Always there to show the way
Disappears at the dawn of day.
Upon the stars some people wish
Stars are guides to those who fish
A star to crown a Christmas tree
On America's flag they say we're
free.
A hot glowing ball of gas
So hot that spaceships never pass
Too close and they'd soon fizz
Yes, this is what a big star is.