who the singer was, but no one heard me because of all the chaos. After a few minutes, I finally got a skinny teenage boy to tell me the man’s name. I was shocked with his answer and ashamed with myself for not knowing from the start. It was Michael Jackson, the same singer whose record I had just purchased! I couldn’t believe it! My feet were glued to the ground. “Come on! Come on! Sing!” I shouted, starting to lose my voice. Michael started sliding his feet across the asphalt and his voice filled the air. Everyone started dancing with him, cheering, and having the best time of their lives. I snapped my fingers, let my hair whoosh in the wind, and tried to follow along with the King of Pop! A smile spread on my face as I wished this experience would never end. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply to reflect on everything that had taken place. When I opened them again, the most extraordinary thing happened. I was back on Yellow Brick St., in the rain. I had just been in the 1980s right by the famous Michael Jackson, but now it seemed that I had been transferred to the present again. I was devastated that my time in the 80s had ended. I had enjoyed it immensely. I never thought I would meet one of the most famous singers in history who died a few years before I was born. In fact, I thought it was impossible to ever see him in my life. However, after that day, I knew with the power of time travel you can achieve any of your wildest dreams. Tears streamed from my eyes, but I washed them away with the thought that I was right where I belonged. I also could not wait to tell my parents all the adventures I had been part of. I ran down Yellow Brick St. with joy. What a day it had been! The Treasure of Edward Teach By Norah L., Grade 3 I was sitting on my bed staring up at a poster of a time travel machine above my headboard. My parents had just left my room after saying good night. I could hear their muffled voices growing fainter as they walked towards their room. I quickly glanced over at the clock. “9:55 P.M.,” I thought as I moved over to get closer to the poster. “I’ve got 5 minutes to decide where and when to go for this year’s journey.” My poster wasn’t any normal one. Once a year at 10:00 P.M. it allowed me to travel to any time and place in history I wished to visit. Since the poster took 365 days to recharge, I had to be smart with my choices. “I’ve got it!” I thought to myself. “I will travel back to the two years when Edward Teach was a pirate!” All year I had been reading books on pirates and imagining them in my mind. Now was my chance to see them in person. With five seconds to spare I announced, “Edward Teach’s ship in 1718. Ghost mode.” With that, I jumped into the poster. Since it was a dangerous time, I didn’t want to be seen, heard, or felt by anyone or anything. As I hurtled through the portal, I was going so fast that I felt a jerk behind my navel. Suddenly my feet hit a wooden floor. I looked around and realized I was in the crow’s nest. Looking out at sea, I saw a small group of islands. The air around me smelled of salt and wine. Right in front of me stood Edward Teach. I recognized him because of his bushy black beard, which was braided and had matches in it. Luckily he could not see me. “Yes! I made it to the correct ship,” I exclaimed. “I better start exploring since I only have ten minutes until I am whisked back to my room.” I wasn’t concerned with the noise I was making
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