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Kid's Imagination Train May/June 2017 Volume 5 Issue 3 Click on the link to hop aboard! Come read, learn, and draw!


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May/June 2017 Volume 5 Issue 3 ISSN 2333-987X Editor-in-Chief: Randi Lynn Mrvos Book Reviewer and Marketing Director: Donna Smith Voiceover Artist: Sharon Olivia Blumberg Illustrator: Shelley Dieterichs 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 5 Issue 3 3 - 5…3rd Annual KIT Spring Contest Winner Porcupine’s Prickly Problem by: Sara Matson 6 - 7…Fiction In the Tall, Tall Tree by: Layne Fleming 8 - 10…Nonfiction The Huge and the Not so Huge Hippopotamus by: Guy Belleranti 11 - 12…Book Review Cartwheeling in Thunderstorms by: Donna Smith 13…Lesson Plan and Lesson Plan Activity: Adjectives and Sock Adjective Sachet by: Randi Lynn Mrvos 14…Connect the Dots by: Hannah and Maria Miller 15 - 17…Sponsors


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Acknowledgements The staff of Kid’s Imagination Train wishes to thank Alinna, Andrew, Ariel, Diego, Henry, Isabella L., Issabella M., Joselyn, Maiya, Noah, Patrick, Richard, Samson, Tatyanna, and Theo for their amazingly creative hippopotamus drawings.


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Acknowledgements Thank you to all of the contestants who entered the 3rd Annual KIT Spring Contest. We applaud your talent and wish you the very best with your writing endeavors. First place: Sara Matson Second Place: Leslie Leibhardt Goodman Third Place: Jenny Harp Honorable Mention: Jan Cornebise


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Kid’s Imagination Train 3rd Annual Spring Contest presents Sara Matson for Porcupine’s Prickly Problem On their way to the meadow one morning, Porcupine and his friend Badger saw a sign. SPRING PICNIC TOMORROW Food! Fun! Three-legged Race! “Three-legged race?” Porcupine said. “What’s that?” “I’ll show you,” Badger said. In the meadow, Badger tied his left leg to Porcupine’s right leg. “When I say One, we step on our tied-together legs,” Badger explained. “When I say Two, we step on our opposite legs. Ready?” “Ready,” Porcupine said. 3


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“One, two—OUCH!” Badger suddenly stopped. “What’s wrong?” Porcupine asked. Badger untied their legs. Several of Porcupine’s quills were stuck in Badger’s fur. “I’m sorry, Badger!” Porcupine cried. Badger winced as he pulled the quills out. “You couldn’t help it. But what about the race?” They covered Badger’s leg with birch bark. But Porcupine’s quills poked through. They stuffed soft moss between their legs. But the moss fell out. “Muskrat could make a shell for your leg from his mud mixture,” Porcupine said. “It’s very strong when it dries.” “It won’t dry by tomorrow,” Badger said. “Looks like we’ll have to watch the race instead of run it. I don’t mind.” “But I do!” Porcupine cried. “There will be other things to do at the picnic,” Badger reminded him. “We’ll still have fun.” The next day at the picnic, Porcupine and Badger painted pine cones and played acorn toss. They ate strawberry muffins and drank clover juice. Then Bear made an announcement: “Find a partner! The three-legged race starts soon.” Porcupine and Badger sat under a tree while the other animals paired up and practiced. Badger soon fell asleep, but Porcupine watched wistfully. If only there was a way for him to run the race, too! 4


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Bear’s voice rumbled again. “Attention! Fox just arrived. Is anyone without a partner?” No one answered. “Anyone?” Bear said. “Fox really wants to race.” Porcupine looked around. Besides himself, the only other animal without a partner was Badger. He poked his friend awake. A few minutes later, Badger was tying his leg to Fox’s. As the two animals rushed to the starting line, Porcupine shuffled toward the sidelines to watch. He was glad he’d helped Fox, but he wished he could have solved his quill problem. Why’d he have to be so prickly, anyway? Suddenly, a voice spoke. “Did it start yet?” Porcupine looked down. “Hi, Turtle. Did what start yet?” “The race,” Turtle panted. “I rushed to get here in time. But I’m late. I’m always late.” “Everyone already has a partner.” Porcupine pointed to the pairs of animals: Fox and Badger. Rabbit and Skunk. Squirrel and Beaver. “Where’s your partner?” Turtle asked. Porcupine sighed. “I’m too prickly for a partner.” “Not for me!” Turtle said, sounding excited. “I’ve got a very hard shell, you know—front, back, and side. I won’t feel a prickle.” So, Porcupine ran—or walked—in the three-legged race after all. He and Turtle came in last, of course. But prickly Porcupine didn’t mind a bit. 5


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In the Tall, Tall Tree Baby squirrel has fallen from the nest. Mama hears her crying. Baby lies still on the ground beneath the tall, tall tree. Mama squirrel hears a hawk screaming. So, she hurries and scurries down the trunk. She must get down the tree fast before the hawk sees Baby. She sniffs and pats her baby girl who is not hurt, but very scared. Baby stops crying and cuddles up to Mama. But, Mama sees the hawk circling above. She needs to get Baby back up the tall, tall tree. She snatches Baby by the neck and carries her to the trunk of the tree, so they can climb back to the nest. “Now go, Baby,” Mama chatters. “Go up, up the tree.” Baby girl does not move. Mama pushes baby up the trunk and chatters, “Go up, go up the tree.” Baby goes up, but not very far. Mama hears the hawk scream again. She nudges her baby, nose to tail and push. And baby goes up a little bit more. Mama pushes again, nose to tail and push. But Baby stops again. Mama chatters, “Go up, up the tree now.” She looks up through the green branches, hoping the hawk has flown away. Mama nudges Baby again and again. Nose to tail and push. Nose to tail and push. Very slowly, they go up the tall, tall tree. Baby grabs a branch and won’t let go. Mama stops beside her and sees the hawk far above. 6


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“Go up, up, up the tree,” Mama chatters. Baby does not move. Mama pulls baby off the branch and again, nose to tail and push. Nose to tail and push. After a long, long time, they reach their nest at the top of the tall, tall tree. Baby girl crawls into the nest next to her brother and sister. Mama puts more leaves on top of the nest to keep her family safe from harm. Papa comes home with a mouthful of acorns. She tells him about Baby falling out and about the hawk circling above. Papa says that he saw the hawk. He chattered loudly to sound the alarm for all the squirrels living nearby. After the young squirrels finished their meal Mama and Papa chatter softly. Watching the sunset, Papa stays on guard while Mama curls up with her babies and sleeps in the top of the tall, tall tree. Written by: Layne Fleming Art courtesy of Clipart 7


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The Huge and the not so Huge Hippopotamus When people see or hear the huge word “hippopotamus,” they usually think of a huge animal that spends a huge amount of time in the water. However, while all hippopotamuses (or hippos) do like water, only one of the two species is huge. The male river hippo is huge. It Ariel G. can be 13 feet long and weigh 7,000 pounds. Among land animals, only elephants and the white rhinoceros grow larger. On the other hand, the second hippopotamus species, the pygmy hippo, is much smaller. It is four to six feet long and weighs from 400 to 600 pounds. Andrew K. Both kinds of hippos live in Africa. They are alike in some ways and different in others. First, let’s look at how they’re alike. Both are herbivores. That means they eat plants. Both have tusks in the lower jaw of their mouths. A male river hippo’s tusks are especially huge. Diego V They can be 20 inches long. That’s a little shorter than two rulers laid end to end! Sometimes, hippos open their mouths wide, flashing their tusks to scare away predators. Male river hippos also use their tusks when fighting other males to be the top hippo. River hippos and pygmy hippos don’t have much hair to protect their smooth skin. However, glands under their skin produce a thick sticky reddish substance. Some people call this “blood sweat.” However, it isn’t blood or sweat. This secretion does a great job of keeping the skin moist and protected from the sun. It also helps kill germs and heal wounds. Since river and pygmy hippos spend lots of time cooling off in water, you think they’d be good swimmers. But they aren’t. Maiya V. 8


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Hippos move through the water by walking on the river bottom or by pushing themselves off other objects. A clear membrane covers their eyes so they can see underwater. They also can close their ears and nostrils to keep out water. Now, let’s look at how river and pygmy hippos are different. Richard B. River hippos live in herds called schools. This provides the protection of many against crocodile and lion attacks. Pygmy hippos do not live in herds. Except for mother and baby, they’re usually alone, coming together only to breed. They are shy animals and hide in or near the swamps and rivers deep in the rainforest. Patrick H. Slow moving rivers are favorite places for river hippos during the heat of day in their savannah habitat. In fact, they’ll spend 16 hours a day in the water. While pygmy hippos are also water lovers, they spend less time in it. Their toes are not as webbed and their eyes are lower on the head and less protruding. When night comes, river hippos leave the rivers and walk up to three miles to graze on huge amounts of grass. Alinna D. Pygmy hippos will eat grass, but they also eat a lot of the other plant matter. Leaves, roots and fruits are their favorite kinds of foods. They even stand on their hind legs to reach leaves high above their heads. Tatyanna M Sadly, illegal hunting and wild habitat loss are huge threats to both hippopotamus species. Pygmy hippos are now so endangered they’re considered rare. More protection in Africa is needed to save these water-loving animals with a very huge name. Written by: Guy Belleranti 9


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KIT Art Gallery Issabella M. Henry M. Noah E. Isabella L. Theo Joselyn S. Samson B. 10


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Book Review Name of Book: Cartwheeling in Thunderstorms Author: Katherine Rundell Year Published: Reprinted 2016 Age Range of Book: 8 – 12 years Publisher: Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers ISBN: 9781442490628 Price: $7.99 A wild child learns to adapt. 11


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Wilhelmina Silver, or Will to her father and friends, loves Zimbabwe. She lives on Two Tree Hill farm where her father William is the foreman and Captain Browne is the owner. She spends her days running down dusty dirt roads, racing on horseback, hanging out in a tree house and cooking food over an open fire. Will's best friend is sixteen-year-old Simon, a farmhand who resides in the staff quarters. Will can't imagine a better life. Unfortunately, her circumstances quickly change. She is thrust into a very different environment when she is sent to a boarding school in England. At the school, Will encounters mean girls, strict rules, and confinement. Will must find a way to summon up her courage to survive. Immersion into the African sights, sounds, smells and tastes is complete. Katherine Rundell beautifully juxtaposes the freedom of Africa to the rigidness of England. Will's time in both countries is an intrinsic part of her growing into adulthood. She has to make a choice to either remain miserable in her new situation or be happy. Rundell received the The Boston Globe Horn Book Award for Cartwheeling in Thunderstorms. She is also the author of The Wolf Wilder, Rooftoppers and The Explorer. Rating for the book: ***** Donna Smith is a freelance writer. You can visit her website at 12



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