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PostHeaderIcon simple short kids story please help?

Imagine you are either an oxygen atom or a carbon atom. and make a story that could help a little kid understand a complete cycle of photosynthesis and cellular respiration
Photosynthesis

a.Include a plant and indicate the location within the plant where photosynthesis takes place.
b.Include the following terms – chloroplasts, carbon dioxide, glucose, oxygen, water, and energy from sunlight.
c.Indicate which terms combine to make a reactant and which terms combine to make the product.
Cellular Respiration

a.Include an animal and indicate the location within the animal where cellular respiration takes place.
b.Include the following terms –mitochondria, carbon dioxide, glucose, oxygen, and water.
c.Indicate which terms combine to make a reactant and which terms combine to make the product.

Maybe you could tell us how far you’ve gotten on your own.

PostHeaderIcon Does anyone know the name of this ghost story?

I read it when I was younger, it was in an anthology of short ghost stories, this one was pretty scary though. It was like about a brother a sister their Evil step mother and a haunted lake near theyre home. When the dad was gone on a trip the brother and sister somehow ended up going to the lake with the step mother and the step mother gets pulled in by the ghost that haunts the lake and the brother and sister escape but they find the step mother the next day and she’s not evil anymore. Then when the sister (who I’m pretty sure was the protagonist) goes to the lake one day instead of hearing the ghosts voice she hears the step mothers voice.

Also there was something about the step mother locking them in the basement or something.

Anyway I dont remember what it was called but I think it was based off of a gimm fairy tale and the story of La Llorona. It was a kids story book I remember that much. Thanks!

Looks like one of RL Stine’s Goosebumps titled Haunted Lake

PostHeaderIcon What is the program that mails kids books and crafts each month?

When my oldest son was little I subscribed to a program that would mail him educational books and crafts each month, but I can’t remember what it was called. Now my younger son is old enough, and I want to subscribe again.

Are you talking about the one Dolly Parton does? I am pretty sure i seen that comercial just a few days ago… Maybe try googling books from Dolly Parton.

PostHeaderIcon Hi, I like to have some short stories for my kids..aged 7 & 5yrs old.. could you please help in that?

they like to read them in English.

Frank Was a Monster Who Wanted To Dance (forgot author’s name, but the book is awesome)
Oh, The Places You’ll Go (Dr. Suess)

PostHeaderIcon What fairy tales have evil stepmothers?

I have to write a paper on stepmothers in fairy tales and how that affects children and stepparents in real life. I can only find three Fairy Tales: Cinderella, Snow White, and Hansel and Gretel. I need at least two others

"Little Brother and Little Sister" by the Gimm Brothers. The stepmother is a witch who chases the children away and turns the brother into a deer, so this one’s definitely unique.

http://classiclit.about.com/library/bl-etexts/grimm/bl-grimm-littlebrother.htm

Hans Christian Anderson, The Wild Swans

http://hca.gilead.org.il/wild_swa.html

PostHeaderIcon What are some elements of a short story that kids like?

I’m writing an English exam about environmental issues. I chose to do a short story because I don’t know much about environmental issues. Anyway, what are some things that kids enjoy in a short story?

Is it the rhymes?
How about repetition?
What about simile?

Can anybody please tell me some things that appeal to kids so that I can add to my exam?

If you could add why an element works for kids, that would be a plus.

Thanks.

It depends. A boy differs from a girl.

A quest adventure seems to appeal more to my nephews and nieces than straight riddle, action, or romance.

Kids LOVE something to make them smile.

The series that I made up for my nieces and nephews consist of putting them in a wonderful and yet dangerous land in which they must live in and avoid terrible monsters and battle evil beings. They always win, but they always learn something new, or just get a great laugh!

For example one of my stories is about the return of the ‘King’ cobra. A massive sinister snake that wishes to rule all the land and eat what ever he pleases. So Prince Matt and Prince Jeff (I changed my nephews names for this snippet I am writing.) set off to chase down and for once and for all kill that great snake for eating people and their live stock.
I stuff in twist and turns and losses and gains.
They love it!
For the girls I’ve written that an evil warlord wishes to take a bride. So he steals all the maidens he can BUT Princess Kelly and Princess Molly (My nieces. I of course changed their names for this.) Are not ladies to be handle in such a manner! They declare war on the unsuspecting warlord. With Princess Kelly escaped for help and Princess Molly leading a band of frustrated fed up maidens to fight for freedom who knows what will happen!!!

They just go crazy for it. I come home and they NAG me to tell thousands of these.
I’ve had to beat them off with a stick! Just kidding :) but they actually do try to wrestle with me to tell them stories. It’s kind of annoying sometimes…

Bye Bye

PostHeaderIcon Know any short ghost stories? the kind told around campfires etc ?

were you ever told any ghost/horror stories as a kid ? love to hear them :) ok, dude! that top storie was wrong, VEeeRY wrong!!!! …EWWwwwWWwww!!! my guts are now in the kitchen sink!

Fury of the Leaves

The leaves were falling more quickly than usual as she made her walk home from a study group. The curiosity came from the wind not gushing beside her. All was quite and still, except for the blizzard of leaves raining down amongst the cool evening. A chill shot down her back while she hurriedly made her way down the old path. Friends always reminded her of wise tales of people disappearing unexpectedly on the route. The claims always sounded like urban legends though. Over the past two school years the off-road path had remained an easy return from the more popular dorms to her apartment. Not once had she walked the quarter of a mile with a hint of fear inside of her. Quick assertions to dismiss the tales abandoned her on this one particular night, though.

A crunch on the leaves startled her mind. Instantly she stopped, listening attentively to the wilderness around her. Perhaps there could be something, someone, standing behind the brush watching her every move. An instinct inside of her desperately wanted to run with all of her strength back to at least the campus opening. But something even deeper insisted that she overcome her fright and finish her walk. More likely than not the noise would fade into the night just like the leaves.

With her pride gathered within, her pace continued as she reached a quarter of the way through the trees. Ahead the road would curve right and create a straight path all the way onto the campus common grounds. Instantly she felt if she could make that curve the distress would disappear. Only a few feet now and the curve would go once to the right and then once again in ten feet to the left. As she crossed the corner her imagination became even more vivid.

A dog rested on the ground gutted from his entire belly. Almost ritually surrounding the body, the dog’s intestates formed a circle engulfing the dead corpse. Flies buzzed around the area creating a more gruesome scene while the girl gagged herself. She could not hold it anymore and vomited on the side of the path near the forest. What had happened? Who could create such an atrocity?

She desperately wanted to believe that some wild animal created this scene, but the perfect alliance of the entire remains led her to the truth. Someone was out there. Or at least someone was out there awhile ago. The time for sanity left moments ago, and the certain panic overtook her. Everything now could be a hiding place for the killer. The leaves scattered even more furiously now, and as much as she wanted to run, her legs buckled at the knees.

Whispering now! Someone definitely stood behind a tree, or a bush, or perhaps just stood in the pure darkness letting the fury of leaves engulf him. Finally the courage to vanish formed. Without giving a hint of her changed vision, she sprinted her way towards freedom. The university remained the only clear vision now. If she could just make it onto the cement, everything would be…

"Swish!" An instrument sliced through the crisp air engraving a cut in her calf. "Aw!" she yelled in panic as she fell to her knees and hands, grasping the full effect of her wound. The killer was amongst her now. The time was inevitable. Blood spurted out onto the dust, as she noted the extensiveness of her wound. The weapon had deeply penetrated into the flesh of her lower calf, probably tearing into some muscle. Out running anyone now was impossible. The view of her calf turned to the distance of the machete clearly viewable from the tree line. Her blood dripped from it.

The man appeared from the wilderness, carrying his machete, and walking straight towards her.

"Help! Help!" she pleaded for anyone near her circumference. Undoubtedly no one could hear her.

He stood directly in front of her now. This man came prepared for a bloodbath tonight; he wore all black clothes with a ski mask covering everything but his eyes. He breathed heavily as he descended down upon her. He uncovered his face and gave away his identity. Her eyes blinked a few times, showing the knowledge of who he was. Brutally he put all of his weight into the machete as it chopped away at her neck. After a couple of more whacks, he stood, covered his face, and disappeared into the darkness of which he came.

The leaves did not break habit during the slaughter. They fell even more swiftly to the ground covering her dead body within hours.

PostHeaderIcon How much money would you get if you published a book of short stories?

Is it still going to be little to no profit?
I was thinking of like 5,6,7 short stories. Like for a kids book

First of all it’s a long long journey to get published. Second of all, it is even harder to break into the children’s book market. Third, short story books are difficult, too!

I know that in Fantasy the minimum is about 3k, and where most debut authors stay at.

It depends on the publishing house and how many copies of your book they think will sell. They need you to be able to earn out the advance. That means they need you to sell enough books to cover the amount of money they give you.

PostHeaderIcon What is a good short story for kids on teasing?

The story should be appropriate for children ages 3 and up.

Ugly duckling

PostHeaderIcon What is the classic short ghost story of the girl in the red scarf?

after relentless searching i cannot find anywhere on the internet a story i remember from a book in my childhood it was a ghost story book for kids and it had scary short stories in it, i remember one in particular about a girl with a red scarf and if she took her scarf off her head would fall off. Does anyone know what i am talking about? Or the name of that short story and who the author is?

"The Girl with the Green Ribbon Around Her Neck

A long time ago there was a little girl who had a green ribbon around her neck. One day she went to school and met a boy named Jim. Jim sat behind her in class and noticed the ribbon under her pig tails.

"Why do you wear that ribbon around your neck?" he asked. Someday I’ll tell you, she promised.

When they were teenagers, Jim asked the girl on a date. While they were drinking frappes, Jim asked again, "why do you wear that green ribbon around your neck?” She laughed nervously and said, "Well maybe if we ever get married I’ll tell you."

Jim fell in love with the girl and they got married. In bed their first night, the only thing his new wife wouldn’t take off was the ribbon and he asked, “Okay, we’re married now…why do you wear that ribbon on your neck!" She said, "I’ll tell you if we ever have kids."

After they had a boy and a girl, Jim asked again,"Please, please, please, WHY DO YOU WEAR THAT RIBBON AROUND YOUR NECK?!?!" She said, if you love me, you’ll drop it for now, some day I’ll tell you."

So he dropped it. Just accepted the fact that his wife wore a mysterious ribbon around her neck all the time. They got old together, then the woman got very sick, went to the hospital, and the doctor said she was going to die. Her distraught husband sat by her side for days, and finally said, please, tell me now, why do you have that ribbon around your neck? In a croaky voice she said, okay, I’ll tell you, take it off now."

He pulled the bow loose and her head fell off."
http://www.dallasdancemusic.com/forums/useless-blabber/256562-girl-green-ribbon-around-her-neck.html

You can find the story In a Dark, Dark Room and Other Scary Stories by Alvin Schwartz