The Dragon Emperor

The Dragon Emperor 

By: Wang Ping

The Yellow Emperor. In the center of China stands MountTai. Five-colored cloudswrap around the mountain, and rivers of yellow, red, black, blue, and white f low down its sides. Magical animals fill the thick forests that cover the mountain’s slopes. Fantastic birds f ly over the trees, and fish swim in the streams.MountTaiis also home to gods and goddesses. They have the faces of humans and the bodies of snakes with tails coiling all the way up to their heads. They eat the black-and-white jade that is found on the mountain. One night on MountTai, long ago, a mother gave birth to a golden dragon. He had four faces one on the front and one on the back, one on the left and one on the right. The baby was the Yellow Emperor. He started talking in just a few days and grew up quickly. The Yellow Emperor became a great leader in the region. [download]

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Patriot Spy

Patriot Spy

By: Shannon Zemlicka

A Young American Connecticut, 176. Nathan Hale sat tall and proud on his horse. He was 14 years old, almost a man. This was an important day. He and his brother Enoch were on their way to Yale College. Nathan was lucky. He came from a family that prized learning and could afford to pay for it. Nathan’s parents owned a large farm. They had 12 children to feed. But they had found the money to send Nathan and Enoch to college. Nathan loved going to Yale. He didn’t mind his classes or homework. He read for hours about heroes and warriors of long ago. He even joined a secret club to talk about books. Nathan also spent time outdoors. He could run fast and jump far. He could beat almost anyone at wrestling. With his kind smile, Nathan made friends easily. Just about everyone who knew him liked him. [download]

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A Day’s Adventure in Math Wonderland

A Day’s Adventure in Math Wonderland

By: Jin Akiyama, Mari- Jo Ruiz 

Abell signals recess time. Boys rush to the playground from all directions. Ichiro looks around for his best friends Jai and Kino. He sees them with a group of boys gathered around Kentaro. They seem so engrossed in what he is saying. “I wonder what Kentaro is saying that is so interesting.” Ichiro moves to within hearing distance. “It was really fun! I rode on a tricycle with square wheels …, I ran down a musical staircase …, I won a race on some huge slides …,” Kentaro goes on and on breathlessly. “Where did he go?” Ichiro asks. “Math Wonderland,” Kino answers. “Oh, that place again.” Ichiro says. “What do you mean?” Jai wonders. “My grandmother couldn’t stop talking about that place over breakfast. She saw some TV footage and she said the kids looked like they were having fun with the mathematical models,” Ichiro answers. “I can’t imagine what could be fun about math,” he adds. [download]

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A Trip to Heaven

A Trip to Heaven 

By: Leelawati Bhagwat

Shankar was the King’s Chief Gardener. He had to work from dawn to dusk as the royal gardens stretched for miles and were an expanse of rnulticoloured flower-beds, lush green lawns and clumps of majestic trees. His work consisted of swe%ping the fallen leaves, watering the flowers, attending to young plants and saplings, rooting out weeds, raking the soil, manuring the ground and trimming the busbs. His cottage was in a corner of the garden from where he could always keep an eye on things. One night, Shankar could not sleep. He tossed and turned till midnight. Then, he sat up and casually looked out of the window. [download]

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In My Courtyard

In My Courtyard 

By: John Alexander

I have a beautiful farm in the country. It lies near the silver river and a thick hedge protects the courtyard, with tall poplars to keep off the strong winds of winter. In the yard the hens and ducks are free to wander searching for food. All day long they scratch and poke amidst the dirt and dust, seeking any grains that might have been forgotten when they were given their daily corn. “Cock a doodle doo!” That cry comes from the fine bird with the haughty air. He is the rooster, the king of the courtyard, the most important bird there. All day he struts about, his head high and his spurs bent, ready to fight. In front of him a group of hens, with feathers like weeping willows, cluck and chatter in the dirt. Every day is much the same. The rooster and hens spend their time scratching and searching in the yard, all rushing to the fence with a great clacking noise when the farmer’s wife comes to feed them. [download]

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The Story of Greece

The Story of Greece

By: Mary Macgregor

THE story ofGreecebegan long, long ago in a strange wonderland of beauty. Woods and winds, fields and rivers, each had a pathway which led upward and onward into the beautiful land. Sometimes indeed no path was needed, for the rivers, woods, and lone hill-sides were themselves the wonderland of which I am going to tell. In the woods and winds, in the trees and rivers, dwelt the gods and goddesses whom the people of long ago worshipped. It was their presence in the world that made it so great, so wide, so wonderful. To the Hellenes, for that is the name by which the Greeks called themselves, there were eyes, living eyes in flowers, trees and water. “So crowded full is the air with them,” wrote one poet who lived in the far-off days, “that there is no room to put in the spike of an ear of corn without touching one.”. [download]

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Happy Frog

Happy Frog 

By: Hiawyn Oram and Ruth Brown

Once, there was a frog called Frances. Frances was a happy frog. If she wasn’t hopping, she was jumping. If she wasn’t jumping, she was exploring. One day, she came to some palace gardens. For a while, she played hopscotch on the paving stones. Then, as it was a very hot day and the ornamental pond looked cool and inviting, she decided to take a swim. She dived and splashed, swam a few lengths of breaststroke, swam a few lengths of backstroke . and stretched out amongst the ferns to soak up some shade. “Gotcha!” came a triumphant miaow. Frances felt the end of a sharp claw. She felt herself being dragged up some steps . . . and then she fainted. When she came round she was lying between the polished boot of a handsome young prince and the nose of a smug-looking cat. [download]

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