That night, when Susannah finally finished helping Matt, Mark and Luke begged her to read them a story. She sat on the couch with the two of them, and Johnny came running over to sit on her lap. From the middle of a big pile of sweaty little boys, Susannah started to read.
At lunch recess, Kenya played kickball with the older kids. She was having a lot of fun until she saw three sad little faces on the sidelines. “Time-out!” she called.
As Susannah herded her two little brothers into the store, she looked back and watched Kenya pedaling slowly beside her dad. They were talking and laughing together. Once, Kenya’s bike wavered, and her dad reached out his big hand to steady it.
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.