Sunday, November 13, 2011

Volume 2 Issue 4



QA Does Art By Professor Hunt

This week the students of Quercus Alba learned a little about art during the medieval time period.  The class was taught by Professor Bronte and covered Giotto and the Limbourg Brothers.  Students used chalk and egg yolks to recreate the type of paint used by Giotto and then worked very hard on making their own masterpieces using the paint.  They were all offered the chance to make their own book of days as the Limbourg Brothers did, but none of the students seemed very interested. (Sounds like an inquiry for another day.) There were several paintings done by students representing the night sky and the ocean at sunset.  After they completed their paintings they were able to see examples of famous medieval art before Giotto started the trend of using dimension and perspective in paintings.  And of course all students left the class with a charm to add to their growing collections on their hodgepodge books.

Ravenclaw Challenge

Congratulations to Anna Petersen of Ravenclaw House who once again won the challenge!

Answer to last weeks riddle: The hands of a clock (hour, minute, second).


Any reader of The Leaf can join us in our game.
Use your mind and persevere, and you can win the fame.

If you are eight, or even more, answer riddle one.
Study, ponder, think it out, and tell me when you're done.

If eight you have not reached as yet, answer number two.
Work to get the answer right and tell me when you do.

Minerva Bronte

Riddle One
Oft I must strive with wind and wave, Battle them both when under the sea
I feel out the bottom, a foreign land. In lying still I am strong in the strife;
If I fail in that they are stronger than I, And wrenching me loose, soon put me to rout.
They wish to capture what I must keep. I can master them both if my grip holds out,
If the rocks bring succor and lend support, Strength in the struggle. Ask me my name!

Riddle Two
What gets wet when drying?

Musings

A Weekly Column by Damarco Montoya

That Dreaded Blank Page

Is it the best of times, or the worst of times?  Is the night dark and stormy or just dark, or does this take place in Alaska during the Summer time so the night isn’t dark at all (did you know that?  What a fascinating state- Alaska)?  Does the hero get the girl or the prize, or maybe both?  These are difficult questions for sure when trying to write a story.  Sometimes what might be more difficult than the basic plotline questions is just how to start.  This has been my difficulty when starting stories of any lengths and subject matter; that dreaded blank page.
For whatever reason, the blankness of the paper all the sudden causes an instant blankness in our minds (That’s a real science explanation for you).  “Wow, what a pretty blank piece of paper (or white page on the computer for all you fancy folks out there).  I couldn’t dare tarnish the perfection of this empty display with my imperfect thoughts and ideas.”  The mind can be cruel and judgmental sometimes, don’t you think? 
You know what I like to do sometimes with that dreaded blank page?  I write the craziest words I can think of at the time.  “A horse jumped through 25 rings of fire wearing high heels instead of horse shoes.”  Take THAT, dreaded blank page!  Now I have words on the page and although they make no sense and are but few, they are fun to read and can be built on or added to.
I have a theory.  The dreaded white page WANTS to wear words.  Words set a blank page ahead of its peers.  Those words are then worn like a badge of honor, since its younger friends are likely blank still, longing for someone to come and decorate it with words or pictures.  A blank page has been ignored, and therefore is likely to fall into a fit of depression.  Think about it.  If you were a blank page, would you go venturing out onto the city streets of paperville when proof of neglect is so apparent in the blankness of you? 
So now we have “A giant green horse with long feathers for a tail instead of hair (I guess violin makers aren’t so happy with this kind of horse- that’s right, horse hair makes pretty good violin strings, look it up), able to jump through 25 fiery hoops in one single bound while wearing pink pumps (fancy for high heels, so I’m told) and delivering the mail.”  I guess I added some detail.  Why not?  It’s MY story so I can make this horse into whatever I can dream up.  Does it make sense?  Not really, at least not yet.  What if I make this a magical horse, or say that its pink pumps are magical, enabling it to virtually fly or jump swiftly and accurately?  Maybe this horse needs an adventure.  I know, Hero the Happy Horse (that’s his full name, like it? I’d just call him Hero for short) can be the best friend and body guard of Princess Harriet from Svenhills during a time the neighboring kingdom is trying to conquer her land.  Hero will help Harriet locate the ancient jeweled scepter her father needs in order to battle Jangabar, the evil sorcerer at the head of Shanglar the King’s Army.
The dreaded blank page doesn’t stand a chance now!  I have a silly start or brainstorming sentence that evolved into a complete story plotline.  Now all that’s needed are the details.  Details are like painting a picture with words.  Have you ever tried to explain something you saw to someone who wasn’t there and didn’t have the opportunity to see what you saw?  The explanation could be simple, “There was a dog,” or more detailed, “This dog was huge, at least a foot taller than me when standing on two legs.  His head was probably bigger than mine.  He was brown with black spots mostly under his belly, he had pretty big ears that flopped down on the sides of his head, and boy did his breath stink!”  Painting the picture with details allows people to have more enjoyment with what’s been said or written, and ultimately gives the reader something that can be seen by the mind.
I’m tackling my dreaded white pages the best I know how.  I challenge you to tackle yours.  Have fun with it and get a little wild and crazy.  Write about something common doing something far from common and then explain why or how it’s able to accomplish the task.  Try giving so much detail that anyone who reads your work will feel like they are the character on the paper (or maybe walking besides the main character), and then reread your work and add MORE detail.  Let’s give dreaded white paper the badges of honor they have been looking for so next time they go walking down the streets of paperville they can do so proud of all the attention that has been paid to them.

Notification from N.A.W.S.D.C.
National American Wizard Security and Detection Center



Britain aurors have been removed from America and it is now safe to lift all security precautions. Details will come soon.

Plague At The Sea By Emma Palmer


Nina and her little sister Lisa were walking down the road to the sea to fetch some water. " Nina I want to sit down." Said Lisa.        "Lisa if you sit down then mother will not have dinner on the table on time, Father will be mad, Palmer will go hungry and he is growing. Baby Sophie and baby William will cry all night none of us will get any sleep all night." Nina told Lisa.   "Ok but Nina my friends say that there is a man down at the north beach who has the plague he got it the night his 15th grandson was born. Now I don't know about you but I don't want the plague." Said Lisa so Nina led the way all the way down to the water. "Look that is the old man's house they say…" " Who is "They" Lisa?"                     "My friends are "they" anyway they say that at midnight he comes out of his home to take a bath." Said Lisa  " Why midnight why not noonday?" asked Nina " He does that so nobody can see him." "Ron here boy come here time for dinner." Called a voice from over by the old man's house. " That is the name of the old man's dog. Make sure he does not touch you." Just then a bulldog came and touched Lisa on her leg "NINA!!!!!!" Lisa screamed,  "Ok lets go home." They ran all the way to the road then they began to walk. As they walked home Nina rehashed how she was going to tell her mother that Lisa got the plague.        TO BE CONTIUED…

Readers weigh in, Who had the Best Costume this Halloween? By Jane Smith


In last week’s edition, The Leaf asked its readers to share their favorite costumes from Halloween.  We got a few different answers, Beach Bunny, Werewolf, and Anakin Skywalker each got one vote.  And, one little lion was very fond of his own costume.  But, after all the votes were tallied, there was one clear favorite:

Natalie Morphis as a Fancy Nancy Paper Doll!

Congratulations Natalie!

And to all our Acorns, this reporter can’t wait to see what creative costumes you all have next Halloween!






A Bit of Fun!



In this week’s issue we’ll be practicing our Parts of Speech with hilarious consequences by playing everyone’s favorite word game- Mad Libs!
Below you’ll find a kind of a story with words left out.  Without telling the story, one person will ask the other players for words to fill in the blank spaces in the story.  When the story is complete it can be read out loud.
Newspaper Story
Last Thursday, two ____________ (name of town) men were ____________ (verb ending in “ing”) in a/an ____________ (noun) field near ____________ (name of town), California.  Suddenly, one of them said, “Hey, ____________ (boy’s name), Look up there at that bright silvery ____________ (a vehicle) floating over our ____________ (plural noun)!”
And before his friend could reply, a powerful ____________ (a color) light shot down and lifted them into a strange flying ____________ (noun).  Inside, they were greeted by tiny green ____________ (something alive plural) and given a dinner of deep fried ____________ (plural noun) and ____________ (a color) beans.  Afterwards, they flew to the planet ____________ (a silly word) and met the ____________ (adjective) inhabitants.  Then the flying machine brought them back to ____________ (name of town), California.  They told our reporter that it was really a/an ____________ (adjective) experience.
We hope you have fun!  Did you know that you can make your own Mad Libs?  Get an article from a magazine or newspaper, photocopy a page from a book, a letter from a friend or the back of a cereal box.  Remove some key words, and make note of the part of speech.  When complete, follow the above instructions.  How many different kinds of Mad Libs can you make?

Acorn Spotlight By Minerva Bronte

This week we get to know Emma Palmer of Ravenclaw House.

What is your favorite day of the week?
I like Sunday because I get to go to church.

What is your strongest talent?
Dancing.  In Shenanigans I always pick up dances faster than anyone else.

If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?
Paris, France because I want to go see the Eiffel Tower and the Mona Lisa.  I like the art there.

What was your favorite toy as a child?
My kitchen play set.  I like cooking things, especially spaghetti.

What goals do you have for your education?
I want to go to college.  I would like to go to La Verne or Stanford, but my dad says they are expensive.  I like writing.  I want to write a novel.  I want to do better in my math.

Do you like your handwriting?
No, because I write some letters on the line and some above it so my writing is lopsided.  I am trying to get better at it.

Would you bungee jump?
Off of what?  Maybe if the rope was super strong.

What rule do you like breaking?
Watching TV on schooldays.

What is your favorite season?
Spring because I was born in the spring, and that is when it starts getting warm but not too hot.

What do you like about Ravenclaw House?
It's blue, and I like birds.  I like that it has all girls.  I do like being smart.

What do you like about QA?
I like art class because we get to do cool, interesting things.  I like charms class.  I like Fridays because I get to see my friends and we get to see what everyone has done during the week.  We also get to dump in the house points.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Volume 2 Issue 3

Halloween Comes to QA 
By Jane Smith



QA Students had a blast Monday at the big Halloween party!

They got to dissect owl pellets, which were very gross and very interesting!

They got to carve pumpkins and play games.

They got to eat lots of yummy food, much of it pumpkin themed and got to drink pumpkin juice and butterbeer.

They got to travel through a dark maze full of spiders and spider facts and fight a giant black widow spider.

Little acorns got to go trick-or-treating, while the big ones got to watch movies.

But, best of all, they got to show off their very creative costumes!

Which was your favorite costume of the day?  Write to The Leaf and tell us why!

Results will be in next week’s issue!

Ravenclaw Challenge

 Congratulations to Anna Peterson from Ravenclaw who answered last week's riddle and won the Ravenclaw Challenge!

Answer to last week's challenge:  Lynx, Lion, Whale

Who can these three brothers be?
Find the answer, share with me.

Minerva Bronte

Three brothers share a family sport:
A non-stop marathon
The oldest one is fat and short
And trudges slowly on
The middle brother's tall and slim
And keeps a steady pace
The youngest runs just like the wind,
Speeding through the race
"He's young in years, we let him run."
The other brothers say
"'Cause though he's surely number one,
He's second, in a way."


Chivalry Vs. Werewolves By Anna Petersen

Once upon a time. (Horrible beginning, I know, but we are talking about knights with armor and swords).  A chivalrous and courteous knight said to a random girl “you are beautiful my dear.” And kept walking while the full moon was rising and night was approaching.  Many people were sneaking into the woods randomly as they did every full moon. The knight was gathering his forces to protect the common people from the imminent werewolf attack. The full moon hit the top of the trees and ghastly howling split the air. “Arm yourselves!”called the knight. The werewolves came out of the darkness and a fierce battle began to rage.  The werewolves attacked, with savage joy and instantly overcame the knights leaving nothing behind but blood, gore, and a few scraps of armor.


Later as the pretty little girl from the village was heading to the pond to take a bath. She was startled as a villager raced past her running and screaming . “hm” said the maiden but but before she could say any thing else a werewolf leaped on her. She didn’t even have time  to scream before her throat was ripped out and her skin cracked. Blood dripping from his muzzle the werewolf lifted his head and howled, a howl that filled every one who heard it with dread all the way down to the bottom of their souls.        to be continued . . .

A Hunt for Love By Bradley Palmer

One day in Sherwood Forest, Robin Hood was out hunting when he met a beautiful woman hunting. Robin thought her to be dressed beautifully, and frankly, she was. She was wearing a lovely spring green hunting suit, which he adored. When he found that she was Maid Marian, who was the daughter of a nearby Earl, he knew he must meet her at once. After many "dates" the two adored each other very much. Nervously Robin asked Marian to marry him. An overjoyed Marian replied of course, yes.

However, something terrible happened. Robin had lost every thing had, even his house. Sadly, he knew he must live in the woods alone. He did not want Marian to have to live in the dangerous forest. Unfortunately and sadly, he wrote a letter to Marian saying how sorry he was that he had to leave. Robin left the letter at the Earl's castle and left. When she had read this Marian was very sad. She cried of a broken heart. Because of this Marian, who at this point was so devastated, she thought she would "explode", decided she needed to look at Robin just once more.

Sherwood Forest was very far and Marian knew it was not safe for a maiden to travel alone. Because of this she dressed her self a knight and quickly set off. Robin liked to dress up and he dressed himself as a dashing knight and went of searching for adventure. The two crossed paths and dueled. Marian, who was smaller, battled very well for her size. For anyone really. After an hour of fighting powerfully and greatly, Robin had forgot he was using an accent spoke in his real voice. When Marian heard this she removed her helmet to show it was her. Robin then removed his helmet. They cried tears of joy and embraced each other. Robin now believed she could live in the woods. The two soon were married. Robin brought her to Sherwood Forest. She teaches the merry men archery and dueling skills. They all enjoy the rest of their time going on many adventures. And so is the tale of Robin Hood and Maid Marian.

Musings 

A Weekly Column By Damarco Montoya

Narrow Escape?


Halloween is a holiday full of creepy crawly things, ghost legends, scary costumes, parties, costume parties, and stories that are meant to stand your hairs on end (or more typically referred to as causing ‘goose bumps’).  In my line of work I come across many stories that fall into all of the above categories.  Some are silly and ridiculous and some a little more frightening.  I’ve got to say that if you’re reading this today you and all you see narrowly escaped dangerous times this Halloween.
I don’t have to tell you about all the possible dangers you might have narrowly escaped since you know about most of them, you lived through them.  Every time you turned the corner and something caught your eye you couldn’t quite explain, or all the times you just didn’t feel right about something or someone . . . These are times though you walked away unscathed you are lucky to be alive.
Now all you have left to worry about is all the monsters trapped in your candy.  “Monsters trapped in my candy?  What is he talking about?”  There aren’t real monsters hiding in your candy bags.  No, those creatures have probably long since evolved and been absorbed by your more porous candy in order to unleash their monster-like tendencies into your body making YOU the monster.  Let me explain.
The way it works is these are special kinds of monsters.  They are all very different in appearance, not that anyone really knows since they’re invisible to the naked eye.  I suppose if you had some very special monster viewing goggles, the light blue lens variety, that you’d be able to see them if you look really hard (squint).  Once they are absorbed by your candy, though they become next to impossible to detect.  If you want to detect monsters in your candy you’ll need to locate or make your own geigmonstinor to measure the very specific levels and types of monster that might be living within your individually wrapped delights.
If you are absorbing a monster of your own and someone notices, they can very easily become infected since all it takes is one little piece.  One thing the monster is good at is being greedy.  The monster wants to eat candy over and over until it renders its hostage sick.  Every once and a while a part of the person behind the monster is able to take over.  The person instinctively knows to get rid of the candy, only the monster will only permit parting with but a small amount of the infected candy.  The small amount that is “shared” is then permitted to enter the mouth of another unsuspecting individual only to unleash another monster within someone else.  That is how this becomes a post Halloween epidemic.  

If you happen to have a monster living inside a piece of candy and you decide to eat the candy you will discover that changes will take place almost immediately.  Your teeth will mash the sweets into bits, allowing the monster’s venom to seep into your digestive system and blood stream more quickly (you won’t be saved from the monster if you decide to swallow your candy whole and you could choke, so don’t do that). As your body absorbs the monster your mood will change in the blink of an eye, and you will instantly feel the urge for more candy.  You’ll find yourself consuming piece after piece as you pile the empty wrappers in a great big stack (your candy trophy).  The monster will also cause you to be short tempered with parental figures and friends.  All of the sudden rules just won’t apply and consequences are completely acceptable (of course, that’s until they are enforced). 
Have you narrowly escaped all dangers this Halloween?  You might have reason to be on your guard, lest you fall victim to one of the billions of the monsters who regularly infect boys and girls of varying ages through candy.  Keeping that in mind, enjoy the spoils of your trick or treating (I’m talking about your candy).


Star Wars By Robert Petersen

My Favorite Star Wars is the second one, Attack of the Clones. It is my favorite one because it is the one that the clones come to destroy the droids.  I also the like the end when Anakin and Padme get married.  My favorite character is Yoda because he trains the Jedi really well.  Attack of the Clones is the best Star Wars movie.


Acorn Spotlight By Jane Smith

Last issue we learned more about our youngest acorn, Sophie Morphis of Ravenclaw.  This week, let’s spend some time with our oldest, Bradley Palmer of Hufflepuff House!

How would your friends describe you to someone you that have not met?  Funny, trying to be friends with everybody, making sure everybody is happy, trying to be friends with everybody he can.
Is it easier to give help or receive help? 
Receive help, b/c I need it more than I can give to other people, I want to give it to other people but I need to learn first.
What activity did you used to do as a child but no longer do?

 I played Tee Ball and Little League for 8 years at least, but I did it for so long that it kind of got boring to me, I think I might try golf next.
Where is the scariest place you have ever traveled to?

We found a cave one time near our campsite at Calico, it was pitch black in the cave, you had to feel the walls to know where they were, I was pretty freaked out the whole time.
What rule do you like breaking? 

Watching TV when I am not supposed to.
When you pack for a trip, do you pack light or heavy?

Light, mostly because I don’t add stuff to my packing list and I often forget stuff.
What book inspires you?

 The Once and Future King because it was showing how there is a lot of bad stuff in the world, but you should always try and overcome that.
When are you at your best? Activity or time of day? Activity would be
when I’m hanging out with my friends and time of day would be morning.
What is your favorite way to spend a Saturday? Playing with my friends especially video games.
What goals do you have for your education?

 I want to learn as much as I can on math because I want to go into computer programming and graphic design, so math and computers and anything that can help me in that field.
If you could have lunch with anyone living who would it be?

 Tetsuya Nomura, director of Kingdom Hearts.
If you were to write a novel what would it be about?

It would be a science fiction trilogy about a guy who does a lot of missions for another guy, but he doesn’t really know what’s going on.  He ends up in this civil war on his planet and then has to leave his planet, which gets destroyed.  He ends up living on another planet, very similar to his home planet.
What was the first thing you ever won?  Two years ago my little league team made it to the play-offs, we won the division title.
What do you like about Hufflepuff House? The fact that everybody is outgoing and has a good idea of friendship, and likes being friends with everyone.
What do you like about QA?

I like having the visits from professors and visitors from the time periods, learning about where they are from and all the inquiries we do and the feasts, and the idea of the house points b/c most of the kids in the families are from different houses so the competition gives them the motivation to work on inquiries, and that has really helped me.

Leaf Challenge
Did you know that November is National Novel Writing Month?  Let’s celebrate with creative writing!  You can write a whole novel, a funny limerick or anything in between!
I'll be participating at http://nanowrimo.org/ and I am hoping to be able to hit 50,000 words by the end of the month. Cheer me on by submitting your own works of fiction to The Leaf! I'll be sharing some excerpts from my new novel throughout the month.

I can’t wait to hear from our QA Acorns & Oaks!

-Jane Smith 

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Volume 2 Issue 2

Pumpkins By Minerva Bronte




Pumpkins are a great part of Halloween celebrations.  They are fun to carve and fun to eat.  Pumpkins originated in Central America and spread throughout the Americas. Explorers found pumpkins in America and brought the seeds back to Europe where they became very popular.

Pumpkin carving can be as simple as making a face out of triangles and a half circle.  An experienced carver can turn a pumpkin into a beautiful work of art.  This year you might want to try carving a spider or a hippogriff into your pumpkin.

The tradition of making Jack O'lanterns is said to have started in Ireland.  The Irish carved turnips and put coals or candles inside.  They placed them outside their homes on All Hallow's Eve to scare away evil spirits.  They also carved potatoes and rutabagas.  When Irish immigrants came to America they found that pumpkins were much easier to carve. 

When the carving is done, it's time to think about eating pumpkins.  Roasted pumpkin seeds are a fun snack.  They can be seasoned in many different ways from spicy to sweet.  The pumpkin flesh can be cooked and turned into pumpkin cookies, pumpkin muffins, pumpkin pie, and of course pumpkin juice!

Fun facts:
·      There are no words in the dictionary that rhyme with orange.
·      The world record for giant pumpkins is 1446 pounds.
·      The top prize for the biggest giant pumpkin is as much as $25,000.

Britain: What They Did Next By Alahna Petersen

The National American Wizard Security and Detection Center


Britain has struck again and all wizards of America are in danger. Britain has planted more aurors in America and no American wizards are safe.  Everyone must be on the alert for British aurors. Make sure to follow these security precautions until notified.  BE ON THE ALERT AT ALL TIMES. If you site a foreign auror send an owl immediately to the N.A.W.S.D.C.
To prevent home invasion:
Make sure wands are with you at all times.
Lock all doors at night and when away from home.
Establish a password with family and close friends.
Decipher who you can trust or not.
Stay in at night.
If your home is invaded:
Call the N.A.W.S.D.C.
If you are present hide your children and their wands.
Try to warn all friends, family, and any wizards in the neighborhood.


Thank you for your cooperation.


Prayer Pretzels By Anna Petersen

Pretzels were first made in a monastery in the early seventh century A.D. when a young monk discovered that he could use the scraps of bread dough and fold them in a way that resembled a child in prayer. (Christians of the time prayed with their arms crossed and each hand on a shoulder.) They named them pretiola, or little reward in Latin, and began using them to reward children for memorizing their prayers. Here is a recipe for you to make your own pretiolae.

Ingredients

  • 4 teaspoons active dry yeast
  • 1 teaspoon white sugar
  • 1 1/4 cups warm water (110 degrees F/45 degrees C)
  • 5 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 cup white sugar
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons salt
  • 1 tablespoon vegetable oil

  • 1/2 cup baking soda
  • 4 cups hot water
  • 1/4 cup kosher salt, for topping

Directions

  1. In a small bowl, dissolve yeast and 1 teaspoon sugar in warm water. Let stand until creamy, about 10 minutes.
  2. In a large bowl, mix together flour, 1/2 cup sugar, and salt. Make a well in the center; add the oil and yeast mixture. Mix and form into a dough. If the mixture is dry, add one or two tablespoons of water. Knead the dough until smooth, about 7 to 8 minutes. Lightly oil a large bowl, place the dough in the bowl and turn to coat with oil. Cover with plastic wrap and let rise in a warm place until doubled in size, about 1 hour.
  3. Preheat oven to 450 degrees F (230 degrees C). In a large bowl, dissolve baking soda in hot water.
  4. When risen, turn dough out onto a lightly floured surface and divide into 12 equal pieces. Roll each piece into a rope and twist into a pretzel shape. Once all of the dough is all shaped, dip each pretzel into the baking soda solution and place on a greased baking sheet. Sprinkle with kosher salt.
  5. Bake in preheated oven for 8 minutes, until browned.

(recipe found on allrecipes.com)

Ravenclaw Challenge

 Congratulations to Emma Palmer of Ravenclaw, who was the first to reveal the name of the author of The Road Not Taken... Robert Frost.


Solve this riddle
One, two, three
Fame and Glory
Unto thee


- Minerva Bronte


What animal am I?
[ex. a dull person = boar (bore)]


1. parts of a chain = ?
2. tellin' untruths = ?
3. a lamenting cry = ?


Musings


A Weekly Column BY Damarco Montoya


Pumpkins Gone Mad



I’ve seen green pumpkins turn a bright and beautiful orange, one turn a magnificent white, and even one that turned black.  What I haven’t seen or even heard of, is a pumpkin turning red, until now.  I’m telling you it happened, and what a terrible sight it was!

Here’s how it happened:  It was dark and cold.  I thought what I had was a great big deeply orange pumpkin ready for pie and to become a Jack-O-Lantern.  Many pumpkin carving designs were running through my mind.  I thought of the traditional triangles for everything design, a less than typical circular design with a smiley face, and then of carving the Mona Lisa (that’s right, I’ve got skills!).  I located my pumpkin carving tools, a pen, the regular orange-handled mini saw, the little scooper thing, and something that is used to poke the pumpkin for dots. 

Maybe I should’ve turned some lights on or something, to at least get a better look at the pumpkin I was about to carve.  It might have been nice to see what I was about to draw onto the pumpkin rather than deciding to tackle this project like a blind person might a steering wheel in a moving vehicle.  Instead, and for whatever reason I decided to sit lazily in the dark in front of what turned out to be an evil pumpkin while holding potentially menacing tools in my hands. 

Now this is where things get very strange . . . I took my pen and was successful in drawing Mona Lisa’s eyes, a sliver of a nose, and a very crooked smile when the monstrously large pumpkin took a big jump back and made a sound of “HMPH,” like it was a person who plopped down on his back side (polite word for bottom) a little harder than was anticipated.  I didn’t know what was going on.  What was making that sound though?  There is a thud sound when a pumpkin is dropped from a few inches off the ground (any higher than a few inches and let’s just say no pumpkin wants to know what happens when it’s dropped), but that sound was different, almost human-like. 

Wait a minute!  Did I just compare a pumpkin to a human?  In what way is this anything like a human?  Okay, it is a pumpkin!  It’s round and very large.  Was it changing colors, or had it been red all along and in poor lighting?  So it’s red and is a pumpkin with no identifying marks other than the very simple very crooked smile, very subtle nose line, and small human-like and shaped eyes.  Those eyes!  It looked like one just blinked at me!  How can an eye that I just drew not one minute earlier wink at me of its own ability? 

Maybe I’ve gone completely crazy but that eye just winked at me and I believe that mouth was what made the sound “HMPH”.  The impossibilities continued as I went to grab the enormous pumpkin and it hopped up in the air at my hands and with its pumpkiny smooth mouth bit me on the outside of my right hand.  My hand hurt as though someone with a wadded up sock hit me really hard.  There weren’t any marks on my hand other than a little redness on the top and bottom. 

When I stood up on my feet to take an aggressive stance towards this crazy red pumpkin it hopped up at me with another great loud “HMPH!”  Instead of taking an aggressive stance against the pumpkin, I found myself cowering back a few feet.  It saw my fear and hopped towards me with incredible speed (“incredible” considering it was a pumpkin and had no legs).  Having no legs didn’t stop it from moving so aggressively towards me.  I certainly made good use of my legs! 

I turned and started running away when I heard this abomination scream out in what must have been a call-to-arms scream.  There was more than just the one pumpkin now chasing after me.  I didn’t look back out of fear but heard more thumps than I could count even if I took my shoes and socks off and could also see my toes.  I’m running in and out of the rooms of my house trying to find a good hiding place from these monstrosities.  The “HMPH” coming from the crooked smile of Mona Lisa is now closely followed by what must be every pumpkin in the neighborhood.  “Why did I take it upon myself to carve so many pumpkins this year” I thought to myself.

Finally I found a closet with enough space for me to sit and cower.  I had my phone in my hand in case I needed to call for help.  Who am I kidding?  Of course I needed help only I couldn’t imagine how that call might sound to someone, “All my pumpkins have come to life somehow and are trying to kill me”.  I was able to peek out a crack in the door to see a most frightful sight.  The great red Mona Lisa pumpkin and her grand red pumpkin army held me captive in my own closet.  The closet door bumped as some of the smaller pumpkins got a little over anxious in their attempts to get me.  What did they want?

Imagine my utter confusion and FRIGHT from the preceding few minutes, and how quickly the situation became ridiculous.  A moment ago I was going to carve my masterpiece, and instead here I’m sitting under umbrellas and jackets behind a door that’s saving me from impending doom.  Their fresh cut pumpkin smell leaked into the closet from under the door.  The room began smelling like a pumpkin slaughterhouse.  I started to feel bad for cutting all those pumpkins and thought they wanted revenge.

As if my thoughts were out loud, Mona began speaking.  My giant read militant pumpkin can talk?!  In a much deeper voice than the real Mona Lisa could ever produce, she gave her conditions of release.  “My brothers and sisters,” she began (brothers and sisters?  Pumpkins can be boys and girls? 
Who knew?) “never desired to get cut and scraped, poked and prodded,” she continued.  “You had NO right to make silly and ridiculous faces out of their bodies!” Her deep voice continued to deliver what sounded more like complaints than demands.  “We promise not to eat you if you can feed us candles.”

The demands sounded simple enough.  If I give them candles they will not eat me.  The trade, though strange seemed pretty easy to agree to.

I slowly opened the closet door, told Mona Lisa I agree to the terms and will immediately search for candles.  While we walked to my candle cupboard she told me in her deep voice that her brothers and sisters turned red and went mad because they had been cut into and hollowed out but were deprived of the sweet taste of candle, and that candle wax has unique properties to soothe angry and shocked pumpkins.  She became angry and shocked simply because she grew so big and hundreds of people and kids passed by her in the pumpkin patch before she was finally chosen.  She had been happy until that silly design had been drawn with pen into her flesh.  The eyes were bad enough, but that crooked smile was the last straw, and pumpkins from pumpkin patches know about straw! Mona will live with the smile.  After all the hopping around, she got used to her appearance. 

Pumpkin pie and Jack-O-Lanterns are nice, but from now on they’ll be nice from a distance (except for the pie- how can I enjoy pie from a distance?).

Pumpkins By Emma Palmer

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Uproarious
Messy
Palatable
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Incandescent
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Acorn Spotlight By Jane Smith

Let’s take some time to get to know one of our QA Acorns, Sophie Morphis of Ravenclaw House!

Sophie was born just last year a few days after Thanksgiving.  She is approaching her very first birthday and she is extremely excited about it!  Giraffes are her favorite animals, so she is having a giraffe themed party.  It will be her first opportunity to eat cake and ice cream!

Some of her other favorite things include songs about her and evil laughter.  Her favorite game is Peek-a-boo, or as she calls it “Where’s Sophie?”

She likes to wear any clothes that don’t inhibit her ability to crawl, which is currently her preferred method of travel.  

Sophie's favorite food is you are eating, and she would like you to share.  But, she is not allowed to eat honey, citrus or sugary desserts.

A high earner of House Points, Sophie takes two naps every day and is often the first one ready in the morning or at bedtime.
She is good at providing other people with service opportunities.  Her older siblings get to play with her and keep her happy.  Her older cousins get to take care of her sometimes too. 

Sophie loves being a Ravenclaw because she gets to wear a tiara and she likes to spend time communing with like-minded ladies.

She also loves Quercus Alba and thinks her wand is yummy for chewing!