Imagination Creativity Inspiration
Neptune Public Library is proud to present 3 works from
Children's Writing Club. We would like to hear what you think and help
us choose our
"Feature of the Month"
Please vote using the poll on the right.
Thank you for your support!
Poll counted on January 2, 13
Moe Moe the Cat: 4 (12%)
Soda Can Story: 4 (12%
LEAKYCON: 23 (74%)
Moe Moe the Cat
A short story by Ronnie Cornett
Hi! My
name is Moe Moe (my owner named me after the monkey from the animated series;
Avatar; The Last Air Bender)
and I'm a cat. I was born on an army base, where I lived until I was
adopted by Mateo and his family.
Mateo wouldn't let me leave his room when I was
little, I had no idea why! I wanted to escape and explore.
When I was close to a year old, I was allowed
out. That's when I met Chip, a 13 year old cat owned by the
family. He was the mirror image of me (white with gray and black
spots) only alot larger!
Chip was closest to Mateo's Madre. If I tried to
go near her, he'd hiss and growl his ownership. He sat on her lap a lot
and purred.
I wanted to play with Chip so I tried to jump on the
kitchen table where Chip sat. WHAP! He smacked me down to the floor with
his huge paw which was his way of saying "Beat it kid!".
So I shook my head and went back for more! WHAM! He smacked
me again. This went on about 5 more times till I got sick of going back
for more.
When we got to know each other better, he trusted me a
little more, I would lick Chips face then bite it. He would hiss, strike
out at me then walk away.
When we were outside, we were buddies! Double
teaming dogs, keeping strange cats away, and catching bugs to play with.
Outside, we were a brotherhood!
But inside, I just couldn't resist trying to ride Chip
like a horsie. That didn't go
over well, guess he didn't like my games.
As Chip and I grew older, Chip couldn't do all he used to,
but I still wanted to play. So Madre would yell at me to leave chip
alone...sometimes I'd listen, sometimes I couldn't help myself!
One day when I was 5 and Chip was 18, Madre took Chip to
the vet. He was having trouble walking and she was worried. The vet
must have told her there wasn't anything he could do. I followed them
into Madre's room and sat quietly on the rocking chair to watch.
Madre held Chip gently on the bed and sang, "I love
you, my Chippy, you're my pretty kitty and I will love you
forever..." He gave off a strange Meow. Madre was
crying. I knew my old friends' life was slipping away. I leaped on the
bed to say my good-bye, which was a lick on the face, then I nudged him so he
would know I was there.
I then went back to the rocker, then sat, watched, and
waited. Later, when I knew my old friend was gone, I promised him I would take
care of Madre and her family.
Since then, Mateo has moved out to someplace he couldn't
take me. But I've formed a special bond with Mateo's brother, Meep....and
till this day I am taking care of Madre and her family, as I promised Chip I would
do.
A Soda Can Story
A Picture book By Wildflower
I ‘m a soda can who was drained to the last drop. Then crunched, and kicked around along the
streets of New York City….and ended
up in a murky, dirty puddle. Soon people start noticing me. A professor snorts
“SOS environment!”; a housewife frowns:
“Someone could trip and break a leg!”; a babysitter raises her eyebrows:
“Yuck!”; a taxi diver sighs “ That dirty
pothole could eat up my taxi!” an Indian
delivery boy excitedly kicks dirty water
over me “ Look! I’m walking on top of the Empire
State Building!”
Now you have the entire picture of a small, empty, crunched
soda can lying in a murky puddle which holds the reflection of the famous Empire
State Building
in it.
But I’m miserable, embarrassed, and helpless. I wish I had a voice to cry out loud: Enough
people! You think I walk here all by myself?
Then a group of art student arrives on the scene. They make
a big fuss over me and the puddle. They take photos. They claim they may just
have discovered a symbol of the Big Apple.
I don't understand art but it sounds important and I like it. I ‘m
not just a soda can, I’m a part of this famous city’s symbol. Who knows? I might end up at the MOMA. I
can’t help letting my daydream fly.
Until …
…a dog and a little girl in a red dress stop next to me. The dog goes right in and sniffs me. “Stop it
Marlon! Leave that poor can alone!” The little girl commands her dog then she
bends to pick me up. She looks around, walks over to a recycling trash can and simply
drops me into it.
I'm home at last!
LEAKYCON
An Essay By Nicole Dykeman
On August 8, I boarded a plane to Chicago with two of my best friends. We had the experience of a
lifetime – and we never even left the hotel. That was one of the many joys of
LeakyCon.
LeakyCon is a Harry Potter convention. Everything and anything magical can be
found there…especially the fans. There were over four thousand of us, most
staying within the hotel. A lot of these people may have seemed intimidating at
first, but from the minute we first got into the elevator with our fellow Harry
Potter fans, we just knew it was going to be the best four days of our summers,
if not our lives. Every single person we met was so nice to us. We finally met
living, breathing proof that there are people that exist that are just as obsessed
with Harry Potter as we are. People walked around in full out costumes every
single day, and it was just plain awesome. We could make a nerdy joke, and they
would understand. It didn’t even have to be related to Harry Potter – Doctor
Who, the Hunger Games, almost every fandom you can imagine – there were fans
there. It was like finally existing with my own species.
Not only were the other fans nice to us…so were the stars. We met people from
the YouTube famous Starkid group, the masters behind the Potter Puppet Pals,
and several people who are in Harry Potter tribute bands. It was pretty insane
to see someone just walking around the lobby. We look up to a lot of these
people, and to meet them was one of the most brilliant experiences I could have
asked for. It was actually hard to wrap my head around the fact that we were
staying within the same hotel as all these people. We also got pictures and
autographs with quite a few of them…including four actors from the Harry Potter
movies!
A lot of the time, we didn’t even have time to eat lunch or dinner. We stuffed
something in our mouths and drank a lot of coffee from the Starbucks in the
lobby. The majority of the time we were pretty much running on adrenaline. I
regret nothing. Every waking minute was filled with pure awesomeness. We were
staying up until one in the morning at concerts, at which we got amazing front
row seats I might add. We got in line an hour and a half before they even
started because all of the lines were so long they wrapped around the building
at least three times, and I’m not exaggerating. However, no one really minded
much because we all just mingled. Once, we even ended up playing a game of
Apples to Apples with the girls in front of us. Then the next day, we’d be
getting up at seven and off to whatever else we had planned because there was
just so much to do.
Next year LeakyCon is in Portland, Oregon (and I’m left here to ask “WHY CAN’T IT BE HERE IN JERSEY?
OR EVEN NEW YORK OR PENNSYLVANIA?). It was a stretch to get to Chicago this year, so I doubt I’m going to be attending. But mark
my words: my LeakyCon experience is not over!
Children's Writing Club meeting
Thursday, November 29
@ 6-7:45 pm
Children's Writing Club meeting!
Open to all adults and youth who are writing stories for children!
Imagination Creativity Inspiration
@3:45 pm
Toddler Storytime
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