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Hawk School 2 nd graders are great writers! In their own free time, these young poets and authors created some entertaining poetry and prose to share with people like you. We know you will enjoy the creativity of these talented kids! Thank you to our writers – Megan Leung, Kimi Kobayashi, Nayan Pallothu, Kaylin Ku, Marie Fanta, Ben Fanta, Michael Kong, Wenlan E. Jackson, Emmanuel Lyngberg, Ishani Ranjan, Kevin Dougherty, Michelle Vassilev, Spencer Henry, Kelly McElroy, Anishka Praveen, Parwal Vedant , Anna Godfrey, Serena Wang, Rayna Wuh, Jude Ferri, P.J. Horoszewski, Aman Anand, and Yoon Park. Happy reading and happy writing! ~ Mr. Wilson and Mrs. McGuirl The Golden Feather Second Grade Literary Magazine May 2010 Maurice Hawk Elementary Volume 1

Transcript of The Golden Feather

Hawk School 2nd graders

are great writers! In their own free

time, these young

poets and authors

created some

entertaining poetry

and prose to share

with people like

you. We know you will enjoy the

creativity of these talented kids!

Thank you to our writers –

Megan Leung, Kimi Kobayashi,

Nayan Pallothu, Kaylin Ku, Marie

Fanta, Ben Fanta, Michael Kong,

Wenlan E. Jackson, Emmanuel

Lyngberg, Ishani Ranjan, Kevin

Dougherty, Michelle Vassilev,

Spencer Henry,

Kelly McElroy,

Anishka Praveen,

Parwal Vedant ,

Anna Godfrey,

Serena Wang,

Rayna Wuh, Jude Ferri, P.J.

Horoszewski, Aman Anand, and

Yoon Park.

Happy reading and happy

writing!

~ Mr. Wilson and Mrs. McGuirl

The

Golden Feather Second Grade Literary Magazine

May2010MauriceHawkElementary Volume1

SnowDay

byMeganLeungIwokeupandlookedoutthewindow.

Everythingoutsidewasaswhiteasmy

ceiling.

Ifeltlikejumpingupanddown.

Irantomymom’sroomandyelled,

“Wakeup!Wakeup!It’ssnowing.It’s

snowing.”

Iwantedtoplayoutside.

Therewasnoschooltoday.“Hooray,”I

yelled.

Thenmymomhelpedmegetdressed.

Islippedupmysnowpants.Izipped

upmyjacket.

Ipulledupmyboots.Iputonmyhat.

Isqueezedmyhandsintomygloves.

WhenIwasready,Iwentoutsideand

pulledmylittlesisterinthesled.

Pullingherwashard.

Iwalkedandwalkedinthedeepsnow.

Itwascoldandflakeyagainstmygreen

andblackboots.

Itwassocleanandlikeawhite

blanket.

Iwenttomyfriend’shouseand

climbedonthebigmountainshehad

made.

Mysistergotreallycoldandmydad

tookherhome.

IstayedandstayeduntilItoogotcold.

ThenIwentbackhomeandthenext

dayIplayedagain.

AnotherSnowDay.

THEEND.

WhenILostMyFirstToothbyKimiKobayashi

Before this happened, my friends

lostsomeoftheirteethsoIwaswaitingto

losesomeofmine.Andthenithappened.

I was brushing my teeth one day and

whenIspitoutthetoothpasteanditwas

red.

“I didn’t eat anything red,” I

thought. I looked in the mirror andmy

toothwasbleeding.

“Mama, my tooth is bleeding,” I

yelled.

“It’s coming out,” she said

excitedly.

I had been waiting for my first

tooth to fall out since I was in late

kindergarten!

I washed my mouth and went to

mymomanddad’s room,wheremydad

was.Itoldhimitwasbleedingtoo.

“Doyouwantmetopullitout?”he

asked.

“How?” I asked back. He said he

wasgoing to tie it to a stringand tie the

other end to the doorknob and slam the

door. I was scared but I said yes, so he

did.

Slam!Wentthedoor.Mytoothwasgone.

Iwas so excited, butmy toothwasn’t on

thestring.Thenwherewasit?

While the rest of my family was

looking for it, I finished brushing my

teeth.WhileIwas,mymomfoundit.

I was so excited for the tooth fairy to

come. I wondered how much money I

wouldget.

The next day I looked under my

pillowand…Igotadollar!

TheEnd

WizardSpellsbyNayanPallothu

Three boys named Jim, Tim and Mim

were playing football on the field. Tim

threw theball sohigh itwent to the sky

and hit a plane, they did not know, the

ball hit a plane until they saw it. Mim

thoughtheshouldsave thepeople inside

the plane suddenly he had a plan so he

toldTimandJimandtheirplanwastoget

Jim’s dad because Jim’s dad Henry is a

wizard that knows spells! They told him

abouttheplanefallinginthefield.

ThefirstSpellhedidwas,hefroze

everythingexpecthimself,thatmeansthe

plane too is frozen.Hisnext spellwas to

unfreeze the three boys, then he cut off

the ground, and he took away gravity.

Finallyheunfrozeall thepeople, so they

were all flying and the plane was also

flyingwithabrokenmortar.Afterthathe

brought the plane down, and put it in

ground which he had cut off. Finally he

put thegravityback, andeverythingwas

backtonormal.

Jim, Tim and Mim were happy to

seethatnoonewashurt,andtheydidnot

get into any trouble at home. They

thanked Jim’sdadHenry for all thehelp.

Jim after seeing all that his dad didwith

hismagic, started thinking of learning to

performallthespells.

TheEnd.

MyFirstSoftballPracticeByKaylinKu

ItwasFridayevening,thefirstdayofmysoftballpractice.IfeltsoexcitedthatIwantedtogetthereinaflash.Icouldn’twaittotakeoutmygloveandmybat.Thefiveminutedrivetotheindoorfacilityfeltlikehours.

Finallywhenwereachedthetrainingfacility,Ijumpedoutofthecarandtookthenew,redsoftballbagfrommydad.WhenmydadandIwalkedintothechillyfacility,goosebumpsranupmyarms.Itwasmyfirstpractice.

“Goon,Kaylin,”urgedmydad.“Ok,”Iwhispered,withalittlebitofuncertainty.Nervously,Iputdownmyredsoftballbagandunzippeditandtookoutmywaterbottle.Isteppedontothefakegrass.ItmadeaswishsoundeachtimeIsteppedoverthegrass.Iwalkedforwardintotheringwheretheothergirlssat.Ididn’tseeanyofthesegirlsbefore.“Whoarethey?”Iwondered.

“Hello,”saidthefriendlycoach,“What’syourname?”“Kaylin,”Ianswered.

Istartedcatchingandthrowingtheballwithmypartner.IpulledbackmyarmandIthrewtheballoverhandwithalotofpower.“Oops,”Isaidintomyhands.Theballhadbouncedoffofmypartner’sknee.Iwasrelievedwhenshecasuallypickeduptheballandrubbedherkneethenthrewtheballbacktome.Theballfelthardwhenitlandedintomyglove.

Thenitwastimetobat.Itookmybatfrommyredbagandsteppedintothelastbattingnet.Thecoachenteredintothenetwithmeandputaballonthetee.Heinstructedmetoswing.Iswungthebathard.Whenthebatandballmet,“Ping,”itrang.Thecoachsetupanotherball.“PING,”Thistimetheballhitthesweetspot.Itfeltgreat!

JustasIbegantoenjoyhittingtheballsoneaftertheother,thecoachcalled,“Girls,comeoutofthebattingnet.""Thatwasashorttime,"Ithought.

Isatwithmyteammatesinacirclewhilethecoachtalkedtousaboutallthehardworkwe’ddone.Andthatwastheendofpractice.

IpackedmystuffbackintomybagandmyDadandIsteppedoutintothewarmnightair."Nowwheredoyouwanttogoouttodinner?"mydadasked.“Dinner?”Irepliedinsurprise."Yes,dinner,tocelebrateyourfirstsoftballpractice.”MyheartsoaredwithprideanddelightasmydadandIheadedto"Brother'sPizza."

LostattheBeachbyMarieFanta

WhenIwasfour,Iwasatthe

beachwithmymomandmybrother.We

hadwanderedawayfromourumbrella,

whenIasked“Mom,canwegoback?”but

shekeptlookingatmybrother,anddidn’t

lookatme.SoIaskedagain“Momcanwe

goback?”butshestilldidn’tlookatme,or

come.ButIdidn’tknowthat.Ihad

alreadystartedbacktowardtheumbrella.

Theseabreezewasgentle,and

smelledofsalt.Thesandbeneathmyfeet

feltgrainyandsmoothatthesametime.

WhenIhadgottenpasttwolifeguard

stands,Istoppedandlookedaround.

Momwasn’tthere.Istartedtowalkback.

WhenIhadwalkedpastthe

secondlifeguardstand,aladycameupto

me.Sheasked“AreyouMarieFanta?”I

answered“Yes.”Shesaid,”Comewith

me.”

SoIfollowedherandshebrought

metomymom.Iwassohappy!Iasked

“Howdidthatladyknowmyname?”My

momanswered,“Well,shemightof

knownbecauseIwasshoutingyourname

toeverybodyonthebeach.”

TheHikebyBenFanta

OnceIwenthikinginthe

RedwoodsofSanFrancisco.Onthehike,I

felloffthetrailbuttwothingssavedmy

life:myfamilyandatreeroot.

Theweatherwasniceandsunny

andwewerehavingfun.Wewerehiking

onasteepsideofahill.Iwaswalkingtoo

closetotheedgeandslippedoffthetrail.I

feltnervousasIwasfalling.Atreeroot

stoppedmefromfallingallthewaydown

tothestream.Therootstuckoutand

connectedbackintothesideofthehill.

Myfamilypulledmebackontothetrail.

Ilearnedthatyoushouldnever

walktooclosetotheedge.

SnowMiracleby Michael Kong Oneday I lookedout thewindow.“IT’S SNOWING,” I screamed in

excitement. I woke my dad who was

snoringinbed.Isaid,“Lookoutside.”My

dadlookedoutthewindow.Hesawsnow

everywhereinhisdream.Hefinallywoke

andatebreakfast.

After breakfast he really looked

out the window. It was snowing in real

life. I suggested that we could make a

snow castle. My dad agreedwithme. So

wegotinoursnowsuitsandgottowork.

Webuilt threemore layers I felt hungry.

SoIsaid,“Let’seatlunch”sowedid.

Afterthatwestartedmakingthe

nextlair.Afterwefinishedtwomorelairs

Ifelttired.SoIcameinforarest.Mydad

finishedonelayerandcamein.Andate

dinnerandslept.ThenextdayIlooked

outthewindowtoseeifanysnowmelted.

NONEhadmelted.Westartedbuilding.In

twelvehoursweweredone.

AGoodDaybyWenlanE.JacksonItwasanice,springmorningwhenSara

waseatingbreakfast.

“Mommy,canyougetmeaprizetoday

frommygoodfluteclassyesterday?”Sara

asked,“Sure.”SaidSarah’sMom,

Katherine.

“Whatdoyouwant?”

“Um,maybeabook?Maybenot.”

“Astuffedanimal?”

“No.”

Bing!Sarahthought.Shecouldget

zandybandzsandsillybandzs.How

wonderful!Butthequestionwaswhat

pack(s)wouldshegetandhowmany?

“I’lldecideatthestore.”Shesaidto

herself.

So,thatafternoontheywentouttoget

someatPipSqueakatMarketFair.Sara

askedasalespersonwheretheywere.

“Sorry.”Thesalespersonreplied.

“They’reallsoldout.”

“Verycommon.”Anothersalesperson

chimedin.

“Let’sgogetsomethingelse.”Katherine

said,grinning.

“Canwewatchmovie?”Sarahasked.

“Ofcourse!”Katherinesaid.

“Yippee!”Sarasqueaked.

SothateveningtheywatchedAlvinand

theChipmunkswithpopcornandsoda.

“Cool!”Sarasaidinagirly‐girlvoice.

“Noweatyourdinnersweetheart.”

AftereatingdinnerSarabrushedher

teeth.Afterbrushingherteeth,she

changedintoherpajamas.Thenshe

finallywenttobed.

“Goodnight,Mommy.”

“Goodnight,Cupcake.”

TheEnd.

SleepoverinNewYorkCitybyEmmanuelLyngberg

IhadChristmaswithmycousinsandIhavethousandsofstoriestotellyou.ButIamgoingtofocusonthestoryaboutmeandmycousinsgoingtoNewYorkandstayinginanapartmentforacoupleofdays.Ohboy,wasIexcitedorwhat!

Forthefirstnight,wellmycousinhadtroublegettingtheapartmentdooropen.WhenwegotinIwasveryhappytoseethattherewasalotofLegos.Wewereplaying,playingandplaying.Thenwegothungryandweatedinner.Whendinnerwasover,weplayedalittlebitofvideogamesonLasses’NintendoDSI.Thenitwastimeforbed.

ThenextdaywewenttothemuseumofNaturalHistory.Wewentinandgotourcoatsoffandstartedlookingaround.Thenwefoundahallthatwenttomanyrooms.Firstwewenttoaroomthathadfossilsofthingsbackwhenpeoplejustevolved.SecondwesawtheMountVesuviusfossilsinItalyPompeii.OhmanitwashotinthatroomandIwasstartingtosweat.

Sowegotoutoftheroomand

wenttoanelevatorandwentupafewfloorsandgotoutandwenttoabouttwoorthreeroomsoffossilsofdinosaurs.Welookedatdinosaur’slegs,heads,bodiesandmuchmore.ThenwecametoahugeLongNeckdinosaur.Itwasaboutfortytofiftyfeetlongandthirtytofortyfeethigh.WealsosawaT.rexinbattle;“WOW”wasthatcoolorwhat!

MycousinsandIwenttoanother

roomthathadseacreaturesfromthe21stcenturylikeseals,dolphins,bluewhaleandsomemoreseacreatures.Andyouknowwhatmademymouthopenwide?Ahuge,hugebluewhalerightontopofme!Wealsowenttothereptile‐bugroomwherewesawspiders,bigants,lizardsandsmallT.rexes.

Itwasfunlookingatallthoseanimals.Weallgottiredandwentbacktotheapartmenttohavedinner.

AfterplayingwithLegos,itwas

timetogotobed.Ifeltverysleepy.ThenextdayIwokeupandhadbreakfast.5minuteslaterIwentbackhomebytrain.

AVisittoVirginiaBeachbyIshaniRanjan

ItwasabeautifulsunnydayonVirginiaBeach.IwaswithmyMom,Dad,Uncle,andUncle’sfriends.Weweretryingtobuildasandcastlebutthesandwasdryandsoft.

“Ineedsomewater”,Ithought.SoItookmybuckettothewaterandscoopedsomewaterintothebucket.

IknewIshouldhavetakenmyflip‐flopsoff,butIdidn’t.SowhenIwentnearthewaterthiswavewascomingtowardsmeand….

WHOOSH!Somesandwaspulledbythe

water…..WHOOSH!Somepebbles

werepulledbythewater.Andwhenthenextminitsunami

came…myflip‐flopswentintothewater!

AAAAAAAAA!Iran,Iswam,andIcaughtit!Yay!

Yippie!Yay!Yippie!Iwashappytohavemyslippersagain.

AndIknew,Ishouldnevereverwearmyflip‐flopstothewateragain.

StuckinOuterSpacebyKevinDougherty

IgotsleepierandsleepierasthedaywentonbutsuddenlyIwasgettingonanover‐grownspacesuit.ThenIputonmyheavyairtankhelmetandwenttomylaunch‐pad.Isetthecontrols(longitudeandlatitude)feltaburstofenergyfromthehotshinyflamesandwentspinningofftheEarth. AsIwentshootingthroughtheatmosphereIsawalotofclumpsofastroidswhenIwentsoaringthroughtheastroidbelt.Adark,fiery,lumpymeteoroidwentzoomingpastme.AsquickaslighteningIturnedmyrockettheotherwaysomyrocketwouldn'tgetburned.AsIwasfallingnotdown,butup,Istartedtonoticehowdark,peaceful,andlonelyitwasgettingtobe. RightafterIgotintotheopenspaceofouterspace,myrocketstartedspinningoutofcontrol.Istaredoutmyblankblackfrontviewwindow,butcouldn'tseeanything,nothingbutdarkness.IthoughtIwasinthemiddleofawatertornado(atornadothathappensinthewater),butthenrealizedIwasgettingsuckedfurtherandfurtherintotheblackhole,“I'mfeelingmuchloneliernowthenbefore”,Ithought. Thenallinablinkofaneye,Icameoutoftheblackhole.Iwasscaredandtriedtocheckmyradarsystem.Ipluggedinmylongitudeandlatitudebutitwasblank.Iwaslostinanewgalaxy.Iwasinanewuniverse.IcouldtellIwasinanewuniverse,becauseIsawmorethanonemoonsurroundingalloftheplanets,andinsteadoftheatmospherebeingdark,itwasareallybrightshadeofyellowwith

navybluestars.Ithoughttherewasagreatbigfieryballinthemiddleofthefourteenplanets,butno,itwasastar,butunlikeotherstars,thisonedidnothavefivepoints,itonlyhadfourandwasintheshapeofathrone.Sittingonthethronewasaveryoldman.TheoldmanlookedlikeDumbledoreformtheHarryPotterseries.Hehadalongbeardandsilverywhitehair.Oneachpointofthestarofthethronewereguardswhoprotectedtheoldmanfromaninvasionofaliens.Theguardsshotballsoffirefromtheirmouthsanddarkpurplecloudsofgasesformtheirhands. Iwastoscaredtoconfronttheoldman,butIknewIhadtogetbacktomygalaxy.IknewIhadtogetcloseenoughsoIcouldasktheoldmanhowtogetbacktomyuniverse.Theguardswereshootingtheirweaponsoffireballsandgases,butIkeptdodgingthem.Finally,Imadeittooneofthepointsofthethroneandtheoldmansaid“Pots!”(Stop!)

Theguardsstoppedshooting.Iwasfinallyabletogetoutofmyrocket,tremblingwithfear,andasktheoldmanmyquestions,“Howdoyougetbacktomyuniverse?”.AsIwascryingIasked“Doyouknowwheremyhouseis?”Hetookmyhand,putabaginitandsaid,“Tupsihtnoruoytekcor.”(putthisonyourrocket).IknewexactlywhathesaidbecauseIknewmostofmywordsbackwards.Ihadtodecodethemessage.Iputthestuffontheengineofmyrocket,pluggedinlongitudeandlatitudeandzoomedbackthroughtheblackholerightintoMr.Wilson’sclass.IgaveabigyawnandnoticedthatImissedthewholemathperiod.

ChristmasMiceByKellyMcElroy

Onceuponatimetherewasa

familyofsevenmice.TheoldestmouslingwasNicole,amousethatlovedhersib‐mouslingandwasanexcellentwriter.ThenextwasHaily,themousebeingleftatagesix,wasthesmartestofallandlovedtodraw.Then,ofcoursetherewerethetwo,threeyearoldtwins,SarahandThomas,wholovedtorunaroundandplay.Theyoungest,Phoo,wastwoandlovedtosleepandplay.

OnechillydayinDecembertheirtreegotcutdownandbroughttoahousewheremanypresentsgothung,buttheydidn’tlikebeinginasmallplaceanditwasn’tthatfun.

OnedayHailywenttotheedgeofabranchandlistenedtotheoddmovingfiguresstandingintheroom.“TomorrowisChristmasEveandwemustgetthoseputridratsoutofthetree!”saidone.“Putrid!”shoutedHailyinanastonishedvoicebutshekeptlistening.“Tonight,”theoddfigurecontinuedinalowvoice.

Hailyranandtoldtheothers.“Bigbadblur”saidtwoyearoldPhoo.“Wow,badthings”saidNicolelookingscared.“Scary”saidthetwinstogether.

Thatnightat7o’clockHailysawashadowwithabatstickingoutturnthecorner.Hailyrantotheendofthebranchandlunged.Whenthethinggotcloseshejumpedandbititsear.Afterthat,sheneversawthefigureinthehouseagain.

ThatnightwhenSantacamethemiceallgotapresent.Hailygotascarfandanutcrackerthatsheadored.Hailywassoveryhappythatshe’dneverhavetoworryaboutpeopleagain.

WintertimebyMichelleVassilevInwinterit’sabeautifulsightWiththesnowflakesdancingallaround.Thesnowflakesarepretty,Theyaredelicioustoo!Ifyouwanttotrythem,I’llcomerightwithyou!WhenItastethemIstickmytonguerightout.ItalmostfreezeswithcoldAsthesnowflakeslandonmymouth.ThetreesaregorgeousWhentheyarecoveredwithsnow.Theyshinelikebluediamonds.Whatamarvelousglow!Alltreesinthewinterhavedifferentshapesaswell.Onelookslikearocketshipthatblastsoffintospace.Whenitshootsup,thesnowfallswithsuchnoisethatIturnpale.ThenIlookaroundandsee–it’sjustasquirrelchasingitstail!

MySpeedingSledbySpencerHenrySlowly,slowly,Iwalkedupthehill.ThesnowwassodeepthatItookaspill.Igotbackupandwenttothetop.Iwasverycold,butIdidn’tstop.Iploppedonmysledandgotreadytogo.Mydadgaveapushdownabighillofsnow.IattheendtherewasabigCRASH!

SNOWbyAnishkaPraveenEveryoneisplayingEveryoneiscleaningAndeveryoneisinthesnow.

WinterFunbyParwalVedant

Winteriscold,

Winterisfreezy,

Whatabreeze?Orwhatafreeze?

Childrenplaymakingsnowman,

Havingsnowballfight,

Sleddingdownhillshavingafight.

Comingin,drinkinghotchocolate

WithMarshmallowsandsprinkles.

Thedayisover,funisover,

Sleeptight…don’tletthebedbugbites.

ADayintheSnowbyAnnaGodfreyWhenthelandhaslayersofsnowItmakesthelandcompletelyglow.WhenthekidsgoouttoshowTheirfrozensnowmenintheglowThenalloftheparentsknowThattheyhavenograsstomow!SotheparentsgotorideOntheiriceskateswithamannamedClydeThecoupleskatetogether,whataheavenlyride!Withthewife,ashappyasabride!

SpinningSnowflakesbySerenaWang

Onebyonethesnowflakesfalltwirling,Millionsofsnowflakescomewhirling.Theyallcometogether,Boughtaltogetherasone.Many,manysnowflakestwirlingWhirlingspinningsoftlytothegroundWhisperingtothegreenfloortoHavegooddreamsandthey’llmakeAblanketontopoftheirgreengleams.ButsoontheearthawakesandthesnowgoesgoneThebirdstweeterandhaveawonderfulsongAstheytweettheygivebirthandtweetsolongWinter,farewell.

TheColdSpotbyRaynaWuh

Dripdrop!Chatterchatter

Dripdrop!Chatterchatter

What’sthewatercomingfromup

there?

Dripdrop!Chatterchatter

Dripdrop!Chatterchatter

Whyisitonlyraininginthisspot?

Dripdrop!Chatter

chatter Dripdrop!Chatter

chatter

Iknowwhatthisis!

Dripdrop!Chatterchatter

Dripdrop!Chatterchatter

It’sameltingicicle.

Ishouldgetoutofthisspot.

THESNOWDAYbyJudeFerri

InwinterIhope

Forabigsnowstorm.

Whereoutsideit’scold

Andinsideit’swarm.

Igetbundledlikeamummy

Inallmysnowgear.

Idashoutside

Withabigcheer!

Myfavoritepart

Whenitsnows

Ismunchingonit…

Downmythroatitgoes!

Whenitsnowsalot,

Isleddownmyfrontyard.

Becauseit’sreallyfun,

It’snotthathard!

Ipickupaball

Inasnowfight.

Ihidebehindasled

Andthrowitwithallmymight!

Whenthedayisdone

AndI’mtoocold,

Igoinside

AndmyhotchocolateIhold!

WINTERSCENEbyP.J.Horoszewski

Snowflakesfalling,Snowballsrolling.Lightsontrees,Nomorebees.Oaktrees’branchesGrayandbare.PeoplebreatheinCold,dryair.HillsarecoveredHighandlow,PeopleseeingFlyingsnow.

TheSnowmanbyAmanAnand

Onceuponatimetherewasa

snowman.HisnamewasMike.He

wasmadeoutofbuttons,snow,ahat,

sticks,andshoes.Hewaslivingwitha

group.But,oneday…hegotlost.

“Oh,no.I’mlost!”heyelled.He

lookedeverywhere.“Whereare

they?”hesaid.

Thenhefoundanotherlost

snowman.Theyplayedtogetherfor

months.Thenapersonfromhis

groupcametotakehimback.

“Idon’twanttogoback,”he

said.

“Ihaveagoodidea,”his

partnersaid.“Let’stakehimwithus.”

Theyagreed.Theyhadagreattime.

BookReview:BenjaminFranklinbyWilMarabyYoonPark

ThisbookwasaboutBenjaminFranklin.MyfavoritepersoninthestorywasBenjaminFranklin.IlikedthebookbecauseitwasinterestingwhenBenjaminFranklintooklightningfromtheskywithakiteandakey.Youshouldreadthisbookbecauseitisamazing.YoucanlearnabouthowBenjaminFranklinhelpedmakethenewlawsfortheU.S.A.inthisbook.