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A LITTLE BOY’S LOVING HEART—A TRUE STORY It was a beautiful sunny day. A kid named Dylan, who was 6 years old, was very excited because his Mom was going to take him to the Pike’s Place Market. They drove in a car to get there. When they got there, Dylan’s Mom gave him 10 dollars, and told him he could spend the money on anything.

When he walked around the market, he saw lots of cool things he would like to buy. Then he saw a beggar. He was old, with ripped and ragged clothes, and looked very cold. He was begging for food, water, and money. Dylan looked at this poor beggar, and felt so sad for him, so he gave the beggar all his money.

When Dylan went back to his Mom, his Mom asked, “What did you spend your money on?�

Dylan replied: “I gave all the money to a poor beggar.�

This is a true story. I heard it from Dylan’s Mom, my Aunt Brandy. Now Dylan has already graduated from high school.

The moment when Dylan gave money to the beggar, I think the beggar must have been very happy because he felt loved, and Dylan must have been very happy, too, because he helped others. I think that is the magic of the moment.

Brian Zhang, 2nd gr., Brown’s Pt. Elementary

THE MAGIC OF A MOMENT

Oliver Smith, gr. 2, Washington-Hoyt Elem.-- “I chose to write an essay about a dream I have that would be a magic moment when it comes true.�

THE RABBIT AND HIS WATCH A pocket watch of brilliant gold, Ticks in a pocket of satin blue, Counting the minutes gone by.

A pocket watch of old unused minutes, Warns those who hold it they have no time to waste!

Keep on, keep moving, don’t let a second go by!

You must not let go of what you could be, If only you would try.

A white rabbit, wearing a waistcoat of satin, Pulls his ears and murmurs, “Oh, look at the time!�

His pocket watch glints in the sun, As the rabbit runs off again, And around a bush and under a hedge.

Quickly, for he never has time to spare!

He could be in another land, having tea with the hatter, Or enjoying the freshly-painted roses.

So soon he must be on his way.

If you see him, oh please, follow, For he and his pocket watch Can’t bear a child who simply stares.

He’d much prefer One who takes chances, And lives, And follows him into a land of untold wonders.

Down, down, the rabbit hole, Into Wonderland‌ EAT THE CAKE. TAKE THE CHANCES. YOU WILL GROW. Ashley Smith, 7th gr., Truman M.S. – “My poem is about how the White Rabbit is always seen rushing around, trying to be everywhere at once, and explains that he wants to enjoy everything, and to not waste a moment.â€?

A FRIEND: THE BEST MEDICINE OF ALL I was seven when I was forced out of any normal I could have, because instead of like most kids, playing swords with sticks or going to the movies, at that time, I was in tons of pain. I was doing the only thing I could, which was writing inspirational

stories about health patients, partly because that’s all I felt, and partly because that’s all I saw. After all, I had just had major brain surgery. And at seven, I already knew I would never be changed, so I longed to be a cancer kid, for at least then I could be understood.

By the time I was in 6th grade, I was longing even more. It seemed selfish, but it was true.

Cancer kids have treatments and are understood by doctors, whereas me, I had no treatment, and no one understood. For cancer kids, it might be horrid, but at least you know where you’re going in life.

But soon after I walked through the doors of Giaudrone Middle School, I found some hope, a friend named Lillian Ball. She was my best friend, and still is. It made sense we both didn’t fit in, because neither of us believed in being the prettiest or meanest. We just wanted to be ourselves. It was that moment, when you realize you don’t have to hide your ways of life. How I thought about it all was that Lillian needed a friend, and I needed some hope.

Early on I figured out that we loved to tease each other, which was good, because we were best friends. And we didn’t care that she got made fun of for being friends with me. I got remarks about her not being a good friend, but the point was that we cared about each other, and that’s all that mattered to us.

Eighth grade came far too quickly. We both agreed it was going to be over before we knew it. So one day I turned to her and said, “Promise me we will always be best friends.� She looked at me and replied, “Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a cupcake in my eye,� and that was the most magical moment for me.

An animal cleaning and helping it’s young one is magical.

And looking and touching a newborn baby is magical.

Catherine Rawlings, 4th gr., Pt. Defiance Elem.

-- “I wrote this because when I hear the word ‘Magical,’ I think of so many magical things that have happened.�

FIRST SNOW The first snow is like heavenly flowers Falling from the sky Twirling all around Little crystal dandelions Falling to the ground.

First snow Is shimmering ice that tastes Like magic.

Make a bouquet, then throw it up In the air And let it shimmer down.

The first snow whispers, “I am here. I am here.

Aren’t you happy I am here?�

Zoe Maeve Carlisle, gr. 2, Brown’s Pt. Elem. -“The first snow of the year feels magical.�

MAGIC IN THE MOMENT

Melissa Kotschmer, 8th gr., Giaudrone M.S. -- “For a girl with many medical problems, what can I say? A friend is the best medicine of all!�

To me, it is Christmas: the giving and being with family, and celebrating the birth of Jesus.

MAGICAL MOMENTS

To me, it is writing a story: when I come up with ideas to put in the story, and filling papers with words I write down.

My Grandfather is magical to me because he served in World War II. A winning football game for the team you like.

Getting my dog.

I think it’s magical in Disneyland because you can see it like a lifetime moment.

Collecting souvenirs is magical because you can look back when you are an adult, and remember where you went with your family or friends.

To me, it is drawing a picture: when I imagine how the picture will look like, then signing my initials.

To me, it is Disney: the characters shown in movies and on T.V., and the special place I have for it in my heart.

To me, it is the gift of life: it is long and happy and I will not waste it.

That is what the Magic in the Moment is To me.

Michael Travis, 7th gr., Truman M.S.

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Magic feels like a surprise. My magical moment would be when I am asked to be on the U.S.A. Olympic BMX racing team. I know what it feels like to be at the gate and you are scared, but you always say, “You can win. You can win.� I know what it feels like to be getting in line for a trophy at a big national race. It feels really exciting, and my heart starts racing, and I start to say, “I knew I could do it.�

When I am peddling on the track, I feel so happy because I have tons of people cheering for me, and I know I can win.

As I am getting my gear on, my Mom and Dad always say, “Go out and have fun, and pedal your heart out.� When I go down to staging, I start to worry, but I know I have it in me, so I start to say a chant, saying, “I can win. I can win. I can win.�

If I was asked to be on the U.S.A. Olympic team, it would mean my training, my eating well, my practicing, my driving 14 hours to big races, my family packing up and traveling to support me and care for me, was all worth it for that magic moment.

I think everyone can have a big dream. Anyone can feel the magic of a moment. It doesn’t have to be an Olympic trophy like in my dream, but it could be a soccer medal or meeting a new friend and becoming best friends, or it could be

Christmas Eve when you are waiting for Santa.

My moment that would feel like magic, would be getting on the Olympics team for the United States of America. I know one day, I will feel the magic of this moment!

Miranda Anders, 5th gr., Brown’s Pt. Elem.

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Ashley Fisher, 4th gr., Pt. Defiance Elem. “I made this picture because I was inspired when I went to a zoo and saw in person. It was beautiful the way they nodded their heads at each other.�

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Drue Brotman, Kindergarten, Grant Elem. “Kristen and Aaron got married.

It was magical. There was a waterfall and a puppy dog. Everything at the Rose Garden was so pretty.�

Elina Schumach, 8th gr.

Evan Wimbles, 1st gr., Brown’s Pt. Elem. “I drew and painted this picture close to Halloween. Halloween is a magical time of the year. In my picture, there is a witch flying on a magical broom in a purple sky.�

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Madeleine, 4th gr., Grant Elem. “The dewdrops on the leaves look like diamonds sparkling.�

Teachers and students interested in submitting work may get guidelines or information from Shari Shelton, (253) 906-3769 (before 8 a.m. and after 3 p.m.) or at sshelto@tacoma.k12.wa.us, or may contact Donna McCracken, (253) 475-8387 or dmccrac@tacoma.k12.wa.us.