Clouds loomed overhead.A bleak outlook hovered.The Silver Linings Crew to the rescue! “Ok, guys, things look gloomy. Let’s get to work. Steady the ladder, Walt. Send up the silver, Pete. Grab the paint brushes, Gwendolyn.” Paint, paint, paint. Brush, brush, brush.Splatter, splatter, splatter. “That’s better. Nice job, team. Now every cloud has a silver lining. That should make things look…
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My school librarian, Ms. Flea, turned into a fly on the fourth day of fifth grade. I don’t know why I swallowed the fly. Perhaps I’ll die. Either that or I’ll become a bookworm. Instead, I just kept shushing everybody. “Stop being the talking police, Henry. It’s irritating,” snapped Fern. So, I did the only thing a librarian eating boy…
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Ms. Basil’s class always plants grass in white Styrofoam cups in spring. “Do I have to plant one?” I plead. What Ms. Basil doesn’t know is… I don’t have a green thumb. And whatever I put in that little cup is doomed. “It will never grow,” I protest. But Ms. Basil doesn’t listen. Each week, we look for signs of…
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I tried to tell my mom, “Location, location, location,” but she wouldn’t listen. And now, our new house overlooks the haunted mansion next door. “But mom, that place looks creepy and covered in soot.” “It’s just rustic,” she said. “And why are some windows boarded up? What do they have to hide?” “Oh, Sherlock. You’re so suspicious.” Watson rolled his…
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Did you know it’s officially spring today? Not that it matters. Yeah. The snow is melting. The sun is shining. The birds are singing. All the normal signs of the season. But I’m stuck inside. All because I was sassy. “Go upstairs and think about your tone, Gwyneth,” mother said. “And while you’re at it, clean your room.” So, I’m…
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