Tuesday • January 3, 2012 — D1
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The best thing I got for Christmas is... The best thing I got for Christmas was time with my family. Cayden Healy, 9 (WINNER) Fourth Grade Fishing Creek Elementary
The best thing I got for Christmas was if my dad was home. He is in the Army and I cannot see him for a year. I really miss him and that will be the best Christmas. Luke, 9 (WINNER) Mt. Holly Springs Fourth Grade
The best thing I got for Christmas was a teddy bear because it came to life! It said, “What do you wanna do?” I said, “Well, can you take me to Germany?” She said, “Of course.” So we left and I went to my Grandma’s house in Germany. She let us stay there forever.
The best thing I got for Christmas was my dog. He is a pit bull. He is the best dog in the world. Jarett Bupp, 8 Second Grade Mt. Holly Springs Elementary
Helaline McNeil Rumbo, 7 (WINNER) St. Patrick School Grade 2A
The best thing I got for Christmas was a bluespotted elf named Jimmy. He was magic and he could levitate and teleport. I found Jimmy by following the yellow sidewalk. I ran into a tinman, he had a pet shrimp named Pepa. So, we went through the woods and found a blue elf with spots. I grabbed him and took him home. The good thing is it was a just a dream.
The best thing I got for Christmas was a hampster. I named it Milky Way. It was a Milky Way color, that is why I named it Milky Way. It was nice, then it died. Then I got a new one and it was mean to me. Cassie, 10 Mt. Holly Elementary
Lucas Slyder, 9 Mt. Holly Springs Elementary Fourth Grade
The best thing I got for Christmas was a golden retriever. She is a girl. Her name is Sparci. She is a pretty puppy. She is 1 year old. She sleeps with me. She has a really cute face.
The best thing I got for Christmas was a BuildA-Bear Workshop stuffed animal because I wanted to go there so bad. So, I asked Santa for one and he brought me one. It was a black-and-white teddy bear. It’s name is Daisy. I still play with it a little bit. She has girly clothes. She sleeps beside my bed. She might get a brother or sister this Christmas.
Abbie, 8 Bellaire Elementary
The best thing I got for Christmas was a watch because I didn’t have one because I couldn’t tell time at my house.
Kensley Shearer Newville Elementary Second Grade
Nicholas Egger Newville Elementary First Grade
The best thing I got for Christmas was a red-nosed pit bull. I named him Little Boy because he was little when I first got him. The days went by and he grew a lot. He ate five bowls of food every day. My father bought bags of dog food every day. It got to the point were my dad worked double shifts. One day I opened the door to go play outside and my dog ran out and chased the mailman a half a block before he went back into the house. The mailman was laughing. I had to take my dog to the park. There he played with other dogs. When I went home I saw a cage and a man. My dad gave my dog away. I was angry. I did not talk to my dad for a whole year.
The best thing I got for Christmas was a cellphone. I always wanted one really bad! Everyone told me I was too young and they said I would lose it. What I mean by everyone is my family. They told me stories of how they still lose their phones when they’re adults. Well, every time I go ask my mom it’s like she reads my mind. The first thing that comes out of her mouth is no. Sometimes I would sit on my bed thinking of ways I could get a phone. Then when I would I go to my mom and it was no. Then it was the day, Dec. 25. I opened all my gifts and the last one my mom brought out, there it was, my new cellphone.
Luis Romero, 12 New Cumberland Middle School Sixth Grade
The best thing I got for Christmas was a golden cross with magenta jewels that are REAL! There were jewels on each corner, and in the center was a heart-shaped jewel that was red. “I’ll make sure that nobody touches it but my family,” I said, “Nobody!” I wrapped it up and put it in the bag it came in. Then I went to my room and hit under a pillow in my closet. I hid it there until I was grown-up. When it was Christmas, I gave it to my daughter, and I asked her to take very good care of it. Of course she did. That was the best thing I got for Christmas! Sammi Gatuz, 8 St. Patrick School Grade 2A
Dilaila Rincon, 12 New Cumberland Middle School Sixth Grade
The best thing I got for Christmas was a sewing machine. Even though I don’t know how to use it, it is cool. I learned how to sew on my own well with a grown-up in Brownies. But I am determined to learn how because my hand starts to hurt. Eve Hornick, 8 St. Patrick School Grade 2B
Happy Birthday to ... Jan. 1 Curtis Garland (11)
Jan. 3 Wyatt Moose (11)
Jan. 5 Tyler Wert (11) Sierra Hockley (13) Madison Richwine (10) Mike Stoner (7)
Jan. 6 Parker Donnelly (13)
Jan. 10 Zachary Brenneman (13)
Jan. 11 Ada Burdge (7) Jacob Garland (10) Marla Shay (7)
Jan. 12 Paige Jayne (6)
Jan. 13 Nathan Ness (12) Kyle Henry (8)
Jan. 14 Nick Wagner (11)
Jan. 15 Callie Hinderliter (5) Toireann Rost (5)
Jan. 17 Riley Barbour (9)
Jan. 18 Michaela Pugh (10)
Jan. 19 Kyla Burkey (13)
Jan. 20 Elijah Jumper (8)
Jan. 21 Nathan Yunk (9)
Jan. 22 Jaxon Daugherty (13)
Jan. 23 Zane DeRenzo-Armolt (9)
Jan. 24 Eva Walter (6)
Jan. 25 Camryn Richardson (4) Emma Adams (7)
Jan. 29 Allison Frick (10) Brady L. Livelsberger (9)
Jan. 30 Kayleigh Walters (12) Sydney Ann Moose (4) Nolan Steigleman (8)
Jan. 31 Olivia Lane (10)
Toireann Rost has won a free birthday cake from Weis Markets in Carlisle! To enter the KidsWorld Birthday Club, e-mail your name, address, phone number and birth date to frontdoor@ cumberlink.com with “Birthday Club” in the subject line, or mail the information to The Sentinel’s Birthday Club, 457 E. North St., Carlisle, PA 17013. To guarantee inclusion into the June birthday club, entries must be received by May 26. Cake winners can pick up the free cake certificate from The Sentinel office during normal business hours.
The princess and the woodcutter English fairytale adapted by Amy Friedman illustrated by Jillian Gilliland
Once upon a time in a land of kings and castles, bakers and butchers, witches and fairies and dwarves, there lived a woodcutter named Henry who worked for the king. The king’s daughter, Princess Katherine, was a tiny girl with rosy cheeks and a spirit like Henry’s -- happy, lively and kind. Every day she helped Henry carry his wood, and she listened to his tales. Years passed. Katherine fell in love with Henry. But in those days, princesses were not supposed to love woodcutters. Princesses were supposed to love princes. Still, lying in her silken sheets each night Katherine wished she were out by the woodpile. When her ladies-in-waiting fussed over her, Katherine frowned. “Leave me alone!” she cried, and she would run outside without waiting for the maids to tie ribbons in her braids. The air smelled like sunshine, and Katherine inhaled. “Henry, I hate perfume! Let me chop some wood so I can smell the cedar bark.” “Your hands will grow rough,” Henry said and he smiled as he watched Katherine carrying wood. “Watch out for splinters!” he called. But Katherine tossed her head and said, “Who cares about splinters on such a day?” When Katherine came of age, as girls did in those days, three princes came to win her hand. When Proud Prince Rupert saw the splinters, he snickered, “Did you see her rough hands?” “She could use some improving,” Jolly Prince James agreed. Portly Prince Andrew crowed, “I’m all the improvement she needs!” The princes did not love Katherine, but they loved her kingdom, and their fathers very much wished their sons to own all the land that would come to anyone who married Katherine. One day Katherine complained to Henry. “Three princes are wooing me, but I do not like them. Can you help me?” Henry smiled. “What will be my prize for helping?” “A princess who chops wood every day,” Katherine said. Henry was astonished. “Are you saying you wish to marry me?” She blushed. “I love you. Please, think of a plan.” Henry thought this over. How could he marry a princess? It wasn’t done. But soon he saw the king and queen strolling through the forest, deep in conversation, and he stopped to listen. In those days kings and queens did not think woodcutters important enough to notice. So they went on talking, and Henry went on eavesdropping. “Those princes are too fussy,” the queen complained. “But Katherine must marry,” the king said. “She’ll marry a kind and sensible man,” the queen said. “We need a test to see which prince is kindest. I’ll dress like a beggar, and whichever prince offers me his bread shall marry our Katherine.” When they were gone, Proud Prince Rupert came along, and Henry said to him, “You must be the man who will marry the princess. Rumor has it she loves you best.” Rupert was overjoyed at this, but Henry whispered, “Let me tell you what the king and queen have planned.” Henry told Rupert, and he gave him a piece of old, moldy bread. “You can share this,” he said. Rupert was very glad as he walked away. And just then tall Jolly Prince James appeared. Henry told James the plan; he gave him a larger piece of bread. When James was gone, along came Portly Prince Andrew. Henry told him the same tale and gave him an even larger chunk of his moldy bread. Andrew didn’t dare touch it, so he wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it into his pocket. Henry returned to his chopping. Before long the queen, dressed as a beggar woman, came by and sat upon a log to bide her time. When Proud Prince Rupert appeared, he stopped and smiled. He shoved his stale bread at her. “Eat this, poor woman! I’m proud to save your life!” The queen put the bread in her pocket and said, “Thanks.” But Rupert cried, “Eat it now!” “I’ll save it,” said the queen. The bread smelled old. Rupert insisted. He watched until she had eaten every bite, and then he said, “One day you’ll thank Prince Rupert the Good!” As soon as he was out of sight, the queen called to the king, “We’ve found him! Now get me out of these rags!” But just then, they heard someone whistling, and Jolly Prince James came along. “Good man,” the queen said, “I’m very hungry, can you help?” “Here,” James said, thrusting his bread at her. “Eat this and live!” The queen nibbled a corner. James stomped his foot. “Every bite!” he said. “You’ll have Prince James the Kind to thank for your life!” And off he strode. Before the queen could call to her husband again, along came Portly Prince Andrew. He immediately thrust his handkerchief at her and pushed the moldy bread into her mouth. “Never moan, for Prince Andrew the Generous has saved you!” Then he was gone. Now the queen was sputtering and coughing -- that bread was tough and dry -- and Henry ran to offer her a cup of cold water. “Drink this,” he said. The queen took his gift and swallowed. She soon felt better. “How kind,” she said. “It’s nothing,” Henry bowed. As they talked, the king appeared and Katherine, too. “That beggar is my mother, the queen!” Katherine exclaimed. Henry pretended surprise. “Forgive me, Madame. I’m only a poor woodcutter, but I saw you in distress.” “Nonsense!” said the queen. “You may be poor, but you are good. What do you think of stale bread as food?” “Stale bread is fine,” Henry said, “but sometimes you can have too much.” “Exactly,” the queen agreed. “You are sensible and kind, precisely the kind of man our daughter must marry!” “A woodcutter?” the king gasped. “Who cares about a title?” said the queen. “The heart is all that matters.” And that is how Katherine and Henry came to marry and live happily ever after.