Solomon Nassim El-Charif hung his head as he stood by his schoolteacher’s desk. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Harold. My project is practically finished. But my horse got sick, and I had to spend extra time with him. May I please bring it in tomorrow instead?” He looked up. Mrs. Harold gave him a searching look, but she agreed.
Susannah May Farmer looked around the big auditorium for her friends. There was such a large crowd there for the concert that it was hard to see anyone she knew. She spotted Kenya and waved. “Mom! There are the Washingtons. Let’s sit with them.”
Amina is 11 years old. She lives with her parents, two brothers, and a sister in the Middle East. Their house is made of wooden boards and plastic tarps.
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans walked down the sidewalk, pulling her old red wagon behind her. That meant it must be Tuesday afternoon because Tuesday afternoon was Mac’s “going to the market for Miss Hazel and Miss Minerva” afternoon.
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans walked down the sidewalk, pulling her old red wagon behind her. That meant it must be Tuesday afternoon because Tuesday afternoon was Mac’s “going to the market for Miss Hazel and Miss Minerva” afternoon.
“Dad, the pine trees on these mountains are so beautiful!” Tanya exclaimed. “I can’t wait to go hiking!”
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans opened her eyes. The bedroom was dark and cold and quiet. She wondered whether it was still night. She turned her head and looked at the clock that sat on the old desk near her bed.
Uncle Rollo tried to hug all three of them at once. Mac smiled up at him. She hadn’t seen her great-uncle Rollo since she was five years old, but she remembered his thick black glasses and his kind eyes. She remembered the wonderful stories he told about the snakes he had found and baby rabbits and other wild animals.
Michael Arthur Patterson leaned against the window, listening to the hiss and patter of raindrops. Usually, he liked the sound of the rain, but it had been raining all week, and he was sick of it. Besides, he was feeling sad today.
Solly grunted again as he and Susannah (and Luke) tipped the wheelbarrow while Matt scooped out a pile of mulch for the petunias.