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Cricket Magazine Fiction and Non-Fiction Stories for Children and Young Teens

Cricket Magazine Fiction and Non-Fiction Stories for Children and Young Teens April 2020

Perhaps no other single publication has inspired generations of readers as CRICKET has. Acclaimed for its high-quality fiction, nonfiction, poetry, and brilliant illustrations, CRICKET delivers intelligent, imaginative content that encourages readers to develop their own, unique creativity. Frequent contests encourage young writers to try their hand at various genres. Grades 4-8

国家:
United States
语言:
English
出版商:
Cricket Media, Inc.
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Monthly
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cover and border

“Hanami” (a cherry blossom viewing party) Digitally created on the iPad using the Procreate app I drew all the time as a girl, everywhere, including on the wallpaper and behind furniture, where my mother would discover secret drawings years later. My parents understood —Dad was a designer and painter, and Mom was a fashion illustrator and art teacher. I knew from a young age that telling stories through art was not only going to be my career but also the focus of my life. I received my first illustration job when I was twelve, studied art at the Rhode Island School of Design, and still love spending all my time painting and drawing illustrations for children’s books and magazines. I live in Massachusetts with my artist models: my husband, daughter, our dog,…

9
the letterbox

Dear Everybuggy, My nonna recently found my mom’s old Cricket magazines. I was reading them one day when a story from the October 1976 issue caught my eye. “Minnie Maloney and Macaroni” is about a family who buys seven boxes of macaroni every day for good luck. Knowing me, I decided to calculate how many boxes per year Minnie bought: 2,555! Imagine all the mac and cheese you could make with such a number! Maybe I can convince my grandmother, as we’re off to the store right now. Toodles! Eva Middleton, age 12 Hightstown, New Jersey Hello! I am a new Chatterboxer. A little about myself: I enjoy crafts such as knitting, beading, and book binding. I take karate. I like biking. I play piano. I have a large number of siblings. I absolutely love…

9
business and bows

NISHINOMIYA MIDDLE SCHOOL’S last period ends, and summer break begins. As we bustle off, everyone buzzes about vacation plans. Many are taking the bullet train to Kyoto or Tokyo to sightsee. Some talk about the beach and camping. Others have more industrious activities. I gape at the workbooks Shiori shows off as we leave school. “English and Spanish summer classes?” Just looking at the foreign words, so different from our Japanese characters, makes my head hurt. She pokes me with her elbow. “Eri, some of us enjoy learning languages.” “If you ask me, that stuff’s too complicated to enjoy.” Shiori laughs. “I can say the same about kimonos. All those knots and sashes—I don’t know how you can remember them, let alone think they’re fun. Speaking of which, is that what you’re doing? Working…

7
a wish for kali

“IF ONLY I’D been born in August, Papa would’ve been home with me on my birthday,” I said sadly. “Why does his army posting take him so far away from home?” “You know Papa would be here if he could.” Mamma squeezed my hand gently. “August is almost here, Raani. We’ll try making the most of your birthday without Papa. Remember my promise?” “Of course, I do,” I said, cheering up instantly. We were walking down the crowded temple bazaar of Kalibari, the home of the goddess Kali. Roadside vendors noisily hawked their colorful wares as a steady stream of devotees made their way to the temple, its vermilion dome blazing against the clear blue June sky. “Khan, you sell the most expensive fruits in Shimla,” Mamma complained when we stopped at the fruit…

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basant panchami

From dawn until dusk within the walls of Old Lahorein the very heart of Pakistanhigh above the domes of the Badshahi Mosquethe sky explodes with flying paper birds,blues and greens and goldstrailing rainbow-colored tails and yellow ribbons. Men fly kites from rooftop terracesto the whistling, drums, and songs that echofrom the fruit- and flower-filled marketplace belowwhile women draped in saris the color of mustard fields in bloomserve fragrant yellow rice with henna-painted handsas beaded bangles click-click along their arms. Small children dressed in yellow chant prayersas they read and write their first wordsto honor the Goddess Saraswati’s birthday,then run into the narrow streetskites dancing in the skyto celebrate the coming of spring. On the fifth day of spring, or Basant Panchami, Hindus in Pakistan, India, and around the world wear bright yellow clothes…

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the girl who listened with her feet

In 1829, on a farm in Hanover, New Hampshire, a healthy baby girl was born to Harmony and Daniel Bridgman. They named her Laura. At two years old, Laura fell ill with scarlet fever. When she finally recovered, she could no longer hear or see, and most of her ability to smell and taste was gone. Her world was silent and dark. Laura’s fingers became her eyes and ears. She learned to identify objects by their temperature, texture, size, or weight. She knew which family members were approaching by feeling the vibrations of their footsteps through the floor. Laura was able to “listen” with her feet. Laura learned to bake, churn butter, and set the table by touching her mother’s arms and hands as she worked. Going outdoors was a thrilling adventure. An…