What’s In
By Anna Petersen
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The Story of Scarlet By Samuel Palmer
Scarlet was born in a baby's house. Charlotte grew up in a different house. Charlotte was Scarlet's older sister. Scarlet wanted to go visit his sister on his own. Once they got all together, but then Scarlet and his mom went back home. Then his mom disappeared. That is what he thought. He disappeared though. He realized he was in a different dimension. He looked in a red gray pond. His hair was red, his skin was white, and his eyes were red. He had a very long sword. It was red and gray. The handle was gray. And he said to himself, "This sword looks weird. This is not how a sword looks." He had a shield which was all red with a gray feather in the middle. Scarlet found some bad guys. He found a bat and a mechanical bat that had a red cover with a gray leaf in the middle. He thought, "That is the same as my shield. He must be on my side.". He said to himself, "I should only attack the black ones, the real bats." But his sword was too heavy, he couldn't take it out. The bats started fighting each other. The mechanical one got pushed to the wall and fell to the ground. Scarlet said to himself, "I must help him!" Then he found out his shield had pretty sharp ends. So he used the ends to kill the bat. The mechanical bat had been split in half, so once he had killed the real bat, Scarlet saved the mechanical bat. His shield had magical powers once he had used it to kill the bat. He touched both ends of the mechanical bat and the wires got linger and longer until they connected. It pulled the pieces together, and the mechanical bay said to Scarlet, "Thanks for saving me. Can I come with you on the rest of your journey?" The bat flew onto his shoulder, and Scarlet said, "Yes!" The two went off together to find the trail to the Mastermind.
Ravenclaw Challenge
Who will solve the riddle?Who will ace the test?All will have gained something,If they give their best!
Riddle (8and up)
"The beginning of eternityThe end of time and spaceThe beginning of every end,And the end of every place."
Riddle 2 (under 8)
What is it the more you take, the more you leave behind?
Minerva Bronte
The Order of the Golden Fleece By Minerva Bronte
The name of the order caused a debate at the time. It seemed unusual for a Christian order to be named after a pagan symbol when some of the feats of Jason were not very christian. But, the Bishop of Chalons argued that the golden fleece could be the fleece of Gideon that received the dew of Heaven.
The badge of the order is a sheepskin shaped pendent hanging from a jeweled collar. The motto of the order is "Pretium Laborum Non Vile" which translates "not a bad reward for labour". The motto is engraved on the collar with Phillip's motto "Non Aliud" (I will have no other) on the reverse side.
In the early 1800s, Napoleon was awarded the order along with his brother. This angered the exiled King of France who sent back his own collar in protest. Today many european aristocrats are members of the order along with the Emperor of Japan and the King of Saudi Arabia. Juan Carlos, the King of Spain is the current Sovereign of the Order along with Karl Von Habsburg of Austria. The honor is awarded at the pleasure of the king. So, if you ever have the chance to make friends with the king, maybe you can join the Order of the Golden Fleece.
Musings
A Weekly Column by Damarco Montoya
Four Eyes
Little James was small for his age. He didn’t physically match up with all the other 12-year old boys he knew from school. He thought about this often, being the “butt” of many social group jokes at school and he couldn’t think of any time at all in which any boy in the entire world compared with him in size or in any other way. Of course he didn’t consider himself to be particularly disabled, in the sense he had both his arms and legs (though very meager or scrawny), a head (of course) with two ears, a mouth, a nose, and of course his four eyes.
A medical professional wouldn’t consider him to have four eyes since two of them were made of various thick plastics and thin wire, but James didn’t know any different since that’s all he’s heard while growing up, “Hey Four Eyes!” He considered his extra set to be as valid as the set he was born with. Since he couldn’t see without the plastic facial features, they were as good as real eyes. He might as well have nothing but the plastic eyes instead of his remarkable greens his mother says she loves so much. No one else had ever noticed he had bright green eyes behind the plastic set, so what did they matter? What did it matter no one ever noticed his birth eyes when he had such remarkable lenses covering them all day long?
James didn’t mind being known as “Four Eyes” everywhere he went. Even his own siblings would call him by that name, since he owned it so well. It got to the point his parents and grandparents were the only people on earth who ever called him by his birth name, “James” instead of his peer-given and self-owned name. It’s alright, because Four Eyes liked his name. He could see things with his four eyes others couldn’t, such as the pitiful state in which everyone with only two eyes lived.
Four Eyes lived in a marvelous world most people never understood. In his world the clouds didn’t just form imaginary shapes; they became those objects and zipped or jumped around the sky as airplanes or dogs and cats before strong gusts of wind transformed them into rabbits or turtles. The moon didn’t contain a man. How ridiculous is it to think such a man was large enough to be contained within the moon anyway? Where did that man go when ½ or ¾ of the moon left? There was no man, Four Eyes could definitely see instead of a man there was a creamy cosmic mixture of milk and cheeses being constantly replenished every month as the universe continued to fail in the construction of a new planet. Every month the shell of a planet collected as much space materials it could find until it collected so much of the more liquid stuff that it sprung a leak and over the following few weeks was emptied and almost everything was gone before it was able to tilt back enough to begin collecting again.
The world was definitely more interesting with four eyes instead of just two. Only someone with four eyes would ever be able to see how Baker his dog cared for no one more than him; not even his parents or brothers and sisters were able to hold Baker’s attention the way he could. Birds seemed to chirp more cheerfully near his window than anyone else’s. They even chose his window when deciding to build their nest! Cars always drove faster when he was watching them through his better set of eyes than with his set of greens.
If everyone had their own set of thick plastic eyes then they too would understand why they were pitied. How could they function at all with only two eyes?! Four Eyes had no problems being smaller than other boys his age. He could handle the comments that were meant to be mean in regards to his plastic eyes. He could see they were meant to be harmful and he still didn’t mind. Those boys who tried to be mean with their wonderful compliments about Four Eyes’ various plastic and wire framed set of eyes simply had no idea what they were missing. If he cared at all he would try to explain to them just how their words did nothing to damage his spirit. He would further explain the details or differences in what he could see that they couldn’t. He DID care but knew they wouldn’t understand. Perhaps one day they would be privileged enough to have their own set of plastic eyes, that their eyes might truly be opened.
Eve of Destiny: Mission 1 Episode 1: Speaker’s Journal
By Bradley Palmer
I was headed for Mansul. I was going to get a journal. That’s all I knew. I didn’t even know who I was working for. I gave him the name Speaker cause thats all he did was speak. The elevator came to a stop.
The doors opened to a beautiful and lush plant environment. Mansul has a lot of creatures but no human as far as I could see. I stepped out into the world. Well it’s not really a world. Let me explain.
We live in the world Tarus. But the scientists of the last war wanted to create a new land of peace without leaving the world so they created this building to make worlds within the floors as tests. Mansul was the final world they created. it was so close to what they’re goal was but some of the creatures were still dangerous and they concluded that a perfect world was impossible and shut the facility down.
Atrax, reactivated it so he could hide himself from speaker. Speaker told me this. Speaker seamed like a good guy but I was still skeptical. After all he wouldn't tell me anything about himself.
When I started into the world I was attacked by a creature called a Colossus. Its fifteen stories tall, hairy. Very similar to a minotaur. He had a belt made of rock a helmet of wood and a club that probably was a tree at some point with some spikes made of rock added on. I noticed he had a symbol on his forehead. The symbol was a wounded warrior. In ancient Urit the symbol means “I am weak”. This meant that his head was very weak.
When the fight began he had the upper hand, clearly. He swung his club at me but I rolled out of its path. I knew I had to hit its head because thats where it was weakest. So I jumped onto its hairy leg and started to climb. It was difficult trying to climb a moving building but eventually after about an hour I reached its belt. It had a smallish pouch about the size of a master bedroom in its belt. The room was made completely out of stone. I rested for about thirty minutes and then continued my climb. The climb got easier the second half so I got to his head in about thirty minutes. Thats right it took me two hours to get there. When I got there I was very exhausted. I moved forward anyway and thrust my sword into his head. It cried out in pain. As I removed the sword from its head its black blood shot out of its head like a power hose. I jumped into a near by tree and the Colossus fell to the ground. I rested in the tree for a while. The whole thing took about four hours. After I spent the whole morning fighting a giant Colossus I moved on trying to find where this Atrax was hiding.
End of Episode 1
Planning Ahead Pays Off at QA By Jane Smith
This week two of our student writers turned in their submissions at least one day ahead of their deadline.
Great job Bradley Palmer and Samuel Palmer! I’ve awarded House Points to Hufflepuff and Gryffindor in honor of your efforts.
