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I was spending the day at Grandma’s house when....
The drowned city A French legend Adapted by Amy Friedman Illustrated by Jillian Gilliland
I was spending the day at grandma’s house when I had the best time of my life. Because first we went to the park and we had a picnic. We had sandwiches, apples, tea, apple pie and some cookies. After the picnic, we went to the circus. There were clowns everywhere. Oh boy did they ever make us laugh! They shot one clown out of a cannon and others were telling jokes. We got our faces painted and got ice cream. Then we came home and played with our spoiled dogs. Lariah-Ann Wilson, 8 (winner) Newville Elementary School Second Grade I was spending the day at grandma’s house when I went to the bathroom and I saw bees coming into the dryer vent. I told my grandma. She found out that they were building a nest, and it would have caught on fire. I was proud. Logan Graeft, 9 (winner) Fishing Creek Elementary School Fourth Grade
I was visiting my grandma’s house when I saw my shoe was untied. Madison Dicely, 9 Fishing Creek Elementary School Fourth Grade
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I was spending the day at grandma’s house when I decided to make a craft. It has ten pages. When I got done, I ate lunch. I had chicken nuggets and french fries. When I got done with that I went home. Aiden Kammerer Newville Elementary School Second Grade
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Tell us what you think at Discover Water, discoverwater. www.4Kids.org/ org, as you explore Earth speakout through activities designed to uncover amazing facts about water. Discover Our Ocean offers the Ocean Homes Activity, where you’ll examine marine life, find hot water in the ocean and discover a forest without trees. As you complete each activity, test your knowledge in What Did I Learn? then build a Science Notebook. Spin To complete the Kid the Earth and choose a new adventure. Once Quest Challenge: you’ve finished, use items you’ve gathered in your Visit the websites backpack to design your own Take Action! Poster. featured in this issue, find the answers to our questions, then go to www.4Kids.org/ kidquest
I was spending the day at grandma’s house when I came back in the morning, my grammy had disappeared! All that was left was a giant white sheet. I heard a little boo. I turned around and there was a ghost. I grabbed my laser guns but it went right through him and shot back at me. I ran back to my house and got my nets. I grabbed the ghost and put him in jail. When I lifted the sheet, it was my grammy who had hidden as a ghost. I let her out. I went home and told my mommy. Xavier Campbell, 5 Carlisle
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Pet Rescue Lure of the Labyrinth, labyrinth.thinkport.org, will have you thinking like a mathematician as you attempt to liberate the pets from the Tasti Pet Factory. Your goal is simple, but success depends on your ability to outsmart some extremely unpleasant monsters! Your creative thinking skills will kick into high gear as you try to earn tokens by working at the factory. Choose a username and password, but don’t use your real name. Then pick your pet, select a disguise and name your avatar. Will you join the ranks of those who have lost and found pets before you?
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I was spending the day at my grandma’s house when the power went out and I was stuck there for the weekend and for one day of school. Jaden Henline, 9 Fishing Creek Elementary School Fourth Grade
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Long ago, King Gradlon the Great of Cornouaille in Brittany waged war against the countries to the north. The king had many ships and many men, but finally his sailors grew tired of fighting. They refused to seize one of the northern castles and instead they turned and sailed home, leaving their king behind. Cold and abandoned, King Gradlon was obligated to sail for home, alone in a small boat. As he sailed his lonely course, he suddenly he saw a beautiful woman standing before him upon the water. She had flowing red hair and skin that glowed, and he fell in love the moment he saw her. “I am Malgven,” she said, “and I know you and wish to marry you and return with you to your home.” So they traveled home to Brittany on Malgven’s magical sea horse, Morvarc’h, who could gallop across the water. Some time after they returned, Malgven gave birth to a daughter, and they named her Dahut. She was as lovely as her mother, and King Gradlon told his wife, “I cherish Dahut as I cherish you.” But soon after that, Malgven disappeared. Some say she died. Others say she returned to her world. The king was grief-stricken, but he loved his daughter with all his heart. As much as her father loved her, Dahut loved the sea. “Build me a city,” she begged her father. “Build it right upon the sea so that I can always be on water.” And so King Gradlon built the city of Ys on the Bay of Douarnenez, a city at sea level that was so beautiful, people said it was the most exquisite city in the world. It had a beautiful cathedral, for the king was very pious. To protect the city and its cathedral from the sea, the king had a great dike built. The dike was guarded by a gate. The king owned the only key to that gate, which he opened only at low tide, when he wanted ships to enter or leave. Time passed and Dahut became more and more lovely. Most days she sat upon the shore, looking out at the sea and brushing her long, golden-red hair. The king looked out from his castle, admiring his daughter. Many others admired her too. All the young men from the city, and all the sailors who passed through, sought Dahut’s hand in marriage. She charmed everyone. She stayed out dancing every night. She sang; she flirted; she flaunted her beauty. There was an Abbey in nearby Landevenneg, where St. Winwaloe lived. He watched the corruption of the people of Ys and saw especially the danger of Dahut’s ways. He warned the king: “Your daughter has grown spoiled and cruel. You must change her ways or she will bring about your destruction.” But King Gradlon loved his daughter and was blind to her habits. He did not believe the stories people told him of her flirtations and wildness. And then one day a knight appeared in Ys. He was a tall, handsome stranger dressed in red, with long fingers. And he wooed the princess with kisses. “Come with me. We’ll run away across the sea,” he said. He brushed his fingers through her golden-red hair. He smiled tenderly. “Let us open the dike and ride upon the waves,” he said. “My father has the only key to the gate protecting the dike,” the princess confessed. “It hangs on his neck. Only he can open the gate.” There was a devilish glint in the knight’s eye as he smiled cunningly at her and said, “Ah, but you could get the key while he sleeps.” That night, just as a storm was brewing at sea, Dahut stole into her father’s room and took the key. She gave it to the knight, who was the devil in disguise. The moment he opened the gate, the sea let out a roar. A mountain of water rose up and crashed down upon the city. The terrifying sound woke the king and all his court. People ran screaming and weeping, but King Gradlon jumped upon the back of Morvarc’h, and as they danced over the crashing waves, he saw his city being crushed by the sea. “My daughter!” he cried, and he galloped off in search of Dahut. When he saw her clinging to a rock, he lifted her onto the horse, and they rode for safety, out of the reach of the storm. As they galloped over the waves, the king heard a voice. “Drop your daughter,” the voice called. “Drop her into the sea or everything will be ruined!” He shook his head. The voice sounded like the voice of St. Winwaloe, but he refused to listen. The voice roared more loudly still. “Push her into the sea!” Still he could not. He dug his heels into Morvarc’h’s side and pushed the horse to ride faster, but the horse whinnied and rose up on his back legs. The princess fell into the sea, and the horse took off, carrying the king to safety. They rode north, away from the storm, and when they reached Quimper, the king dismounted. He was safe, but his city and his beloved daughter were gone, all swallowed by the sea. People say when Dahut fell into the sea, she turned into a mermaid, and the storm quieted, and ever since that day sailors tell tales of the mermaid they sometimes see on that rocky coast, singing and combing her long, golden-red hair. And sometimes, on the clearest mornings, passing ships will hear the sound of priests chanting and bells chiming and organs playing from the drowned cathedral of the city of Ys.