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Kid’s Imagination Train June 2015 Volume 3 Issue 6 Come read, learn, and draw!


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Kid's Imagination Train June 2015 Volume 3 Issue 6 ISSN 2333-987X Editor-in-Chief: Randi Lynn Mrvos Book Reviewer and Marketing Director: Donna Smith Illustration Advisor: Thrace Shirley Mears Voiceover artist: Sharon Olivia Blumberg Editorial Offices: All across the United States Publishing Office: 4637 Spring Creek Drive Lexington, KY 40515 Mission Statement: Welcome to the Kid's Imagination Train, where children can take the journey of reading in a brand new way. KIT offers book reviews, fiction, poetry, and nonfiction for kids ages 5 - 12. It’s unique in that it engages children by providing them the opportunity to illustrate their favorite features and to have their pictures published online. We invite you to read, to learn, and to draw! ©Kid's Imagination Train


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CONTENTS Volume 3 Issue 6 What’s New This Month? 3 - 5...Poem The Zoo Do by: Jan Cornebise 6 - 7…Fiction Sky High Adventure by Joyce Wold 8 - 9…Nonfiction The Fisher Cat by Pat St. Pierre 10 - 11…Book Review Last Stop before Market Street by Donna Smith 12...Words around the World Sports by Randi Lynn Mrvos 13…Coloring Page by Free Coloring 14 -15…Sponsors


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Guess what I saw at the zoo– A tap-dancing kangaroo! I didn’t dream it; it was true– A dancing, prancing kangaroo! And two adorable bears Clapped their paws in rocking chairs. You don’t believe me? Clapping bears? Especially in those rocking chairs? Three monkeys sat up in a tree Singing, playing gleefully. I know it sounds strange, but don’t blame me. They really sang there in that tree. 3


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Four lions drove up in cars And jumped out strumming guitars. I know you’re thinking, “Oh my stars, Lions would never ride in cars!” Five elephants marched along, Their trunks blasting out in song. You think I’m lying? That’s so wrong. They trumpeted a marching song. Six zebras beat on steel drums, (No sticks ‘cause they have no thumbs.) Now don’t tell me I’m full of plums. I saw them beat those striped steel drums. Seven gnus with silly grins, Plucked the strings of violins. As sure as goats have whiskery chins, Those gnus were playing violins. 4


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One platoon of eight baboons Noodled on their brass bassoons. Yes, I insist they tootled tunes, Those hustling, bustling big baboons. Nine colorful Scottish snipes Puffed their cheeks to play bagpipes. Not true you say? But why not snipes? They are from Scotland, like the pipes. Ten octopi played slide trombones And joined in with their xylophones. Could that happen? Well, bless my bones, I’m sure I saw those xylophones. The music was so cool and new! That place rocked, I’m telling you! “Okay,” you say, “where is that zoo? It’s too amazing to be true.” Imagination is the key. If you can think it, you can see. Written by: Jan Cornebise 5


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Sky High Adventure BAM! Papa pounded the last nail. “Your sky house is finished, Buddy.” With one foot on the ladder, Buddy looked up. He flashed a broad smile. “I love it, Papa. Thank you.” As he gathered his tools, Papa advised, “Make sure you share.” “I will,” said Buddy. Buddy climbed up the ladder. Now he had a much better view of the snowcapped mountains in the distance. He could touch and smell the oak leaves swishing in the warm breeze. This is like heaven, Buddy thought. It's my very own house in the sky. As Buddy pondered, Jennifer, his younger sister, looked up at him with wideopened eyes. “Can I come up, Buddy?” Her brown pig tails bobbed as she climbed the ladder. Buddy's stomach tightened. “It's my sky house,” Buddy told her. Buddy could see tears running down Jennifer's face. Then he remembered Papa's last word about sharing. “Okay, Jennifer, come on up.” As soon as she stepped in, Buddy closed his eyes and made a wish. VROOM, VROOM. The sky house vibrated. The oak tree shook. Its leaves rustled. Brother and sister clung to the railing. And then, amazingly, the house lifted into the sky. What did Papa build? A rocket ship? A hot air balloon? The snow-capped mountains came closer. The trees seemed to wave good-bye. 6


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An eagle flew by with a note in its mouth and dropped it next to Buddy's feet. He reached for it, opened it, and read: “You are on your way to Sky High Adventureland.” Buddy and Jennifer stared frozen. The sky opened like a curtain and the house flew into it. It jerked and parked on what looked like a cloud. Before them appeared a beautiful golden castle. Buddy and Jennifer watched stunned as a dragon covered in bright-green scales flew toward them. “You are now in Sky House Adventureland where the sky is the limit,” said the dragon. “Would you like to ride on my back?” Buddy saw the sun getting low in the sky. He said, “Some other time, but not today. We need to get back home.” “But how?” asked Jennifer. She began to cry. Buddy remembered how the whole adventure had begun with a wish. He looked at his sister and said, “Let’s close our eyes and wish ourselves back home.” “Thank you, Dragon. We hope to see you again.” Buddy and Jennifer closed their eyes and wished to be home. Just then, the sky house backed DOWN, DOWN, DOWN like an elevator. K-CHUNK. It plopped itself in the same spot where Papa drove in the last nail. Jennifer ran to the house. “Papa, Papa! We’re home.” She fell into her father’s arms. Buddy stood in the tree house and called down to Papa. “You’ll never believe what we saw.” He scurried down the ladder with a smile on his face, waving a bright green scale. Written by: Joyce Wold 7


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The Fisher Cat Throughout most of New England and particularly in New Hampshire, a strange creature may be heard screeching at night. Some say it’s the fisher, also known as the fisher cat. The fisher is the second largest animal in the weasel family. This animal is found in the northern United States as far away as Wyoming and southeastern Alaska. The fisher thrives mostly in mixed forests of cone-bearing trees. They are hunters and feed on shrews, squirrels, and mice. Fishers are the only predators that hunt and eat porcupines. Fishers weigh between four and fifteen pounds. They are dark-brown in color and have a black tail, black legs, and five toes on each foot. Their claws are strong and retractable. Their hind legs rotate enabling them to climb headfirst down a tree. The fisher is mostly a solitary animal by day and night. The only time they seek out other fishers is during mating season. Because they are mostly nocturnal, meaning they are most active at night, they have not been studied extensively. During the late 19th century and early 20th century, the population of fishers dwindled. They were trapped by hunters for their fur; and, their forest habitat was destroyed. However, with restrictions on trapping and with improved forest management practices, the fisher has recovered. 8


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The big question about fishers is: do they make a squealing noise or are they silent? There is much debate. Some people maintain that they have seen and heard this mysterious loud-sounding animal. Others say that the fisher screams only when it is provoked. Then again, experts claim the fisher hisses. They don’t believe it makes a screeching sound. Eric Orff, a wildlife botanist for the State of New Hampshire says, “The scream sound is that of a fox and is not thought to be that of a fisher.” No one can be absolutely sure if the fisher makes fearful sounds. Fishers are often blamed for a scream that is repeated at regular intervals. When it is heard in the nighttime, it can sound rather creepy. The fisher is not very well understood and it is the topic of folklore. According to Eric Orff, “The fisher has always been a creature of mystique, mystery, and fear.” Here’s where you can see what a fisher cat looks like: Written by: Pat St. Pierre 9


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Book Review Name of Book: Last Stop on Market Street Author: Matt De La Peña Illustrator: Christian Robinson Year Published: 2015 Age Range of Book: 3 – 5 years Publisher: G.P. Putnam’s Sons ISBN: 978-0-399-25774-2 Price: $13.50 A boy learns how to appreciate his community. 10


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A wise grandmother prods her grandson into discovering hidden beauty by looking at and listening to his surroundings. CJ and his Nana take the bus to Market Street every Sunday after church. Along the way CJ asks his Nana questions like why don’t they have a car, why can’t a man on the bus see, and why is the neighborhood so dirty? For each of CJ’s observations, Nana patiently answers him in ways that positively affirm their actions and where they live. Matt De La Peña uses a realistic conversation between CJ and his Nana to move them on their journey to the last bus stop. De La Peña offers the reader an honest and creative peek at inter-city life. And he allows Nana to infuse some magic into the setting especially when she tells CJ, “We got a bus that breathes fire…” or when she explains to CJ that the rain is necessary because trees drink the water with straws. Christian Robinson’s vibrant pictures accurately portray the sights and people found in the city. You can spend a lot of time taking in Robinson’s colorful, detailed illustrations of the cityscape. You’ll see a tattooed man sitting next to a woman with curlers in her hair, graffiti and a rainbow, tidy blocks and neglected ones. De La Peña wrote the award-winning picture book The Story of Boxing Legend, Joe Louis. He’s the author of the young adult novels Mexican Whiteboy, The Living, and The Hunted. In addition, he’s written the Infinity Ring middle grade series Eternity and Curse of the Ancients. Robinson’s distinctive artwork has appeared in many picture books. The list includes The Smallest Girl in the Smallest Grade, Gaston, Josephine, Rain, and Harlem’s Little Blackbird. Rating for the book: ***** Donna Smith is a freelance writer. You can visit her website at 11


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Words around the World Sports baseball basketball soccer volleyball cricket tennis hockey golf rugby archery skiing cycling base-ball basket-ball foot-ball volley-ball cricket tennis hockey golf rugby tir à l'arc ski cyclisme béisbol baloncesto fútbol voleibol cricket tenis hockey golf rugby tiro al arco esquí ciclismo Visit this link to listen to the words: Written by: Randi Lynn Mrvos 12


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Coloring Page Free-coloring 13


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