(Lars) #1

IactuallyloveallanimalsandI’mvegetar-
ian.Ican’tstandpeoplelitteringandI’m
obsessed with the environment. In real
lifeI’mkindofshy,butIknowthaton
theChatterboxnoonewilljudgeme.
Coroline, 156 months
Calling All New CBers
Chirp at Cricket
I spend a lot of time outdoors rock
climbingandmountainbiking.Iliveona
mountain,so thereareatonofplacestodostuff
likethat.IalsohangoutwithmyfriendsClaireand
Gigi,watchingmoviesandeatingicecream.And
swimminginthepool.Alot.Istayupreallylate
reading,soIsleepin,whichIcandobecauseI’m
homeschooled.Iwenttoapublicschoolk–sixth
andI’mgoingbackineighthgrade,butI’mdoing
oneyearathometotakea”break.”Imissseeing
allmyfriendseveryday,butotherthanthat,Ilike
it. I’m also really into musical theater.
Moonlight, age 13
WhatDoYouDoinRealLife
Down to Earth
Swoosh...CRASH...Swoosh...CRASH.The
soundofwavesbeatingtheshoresinthedistance
is nearly drowned out by the chatter of the sur-
rounding crowds. TheThunderbirdcreaks as it
inches closer to the dock, one ship among many,
adorned in clean white sails and masts that tower
higher over the rest.
Merismerefeetawayfromus,andwiththe
marketduetobegininafewdays,thestreetsare
crowded—the port even more so.
Wedockwherethereisroom,andIgather
upmycrew.“Thefleamarket’sgoingtostartin
afewdays.Inevertoldyouwhatwetradedwith
the northern pirates,”—Darya smirks—“but, long
story short, we’ve got a booth here and we’re sell-
ing the Power of Hoof.”
Hazel C.
Kyngdom, Chatterbox
Actually,itbeganasatalentshow.Itbegan
as a fundraiser for the Theater, so that Peter
Caminski could put it back on the map. It began as
oneofthemanyideasofastrangebutendearing
fourteen-year-old. But it became a magnet that
pulled nine very special kids to-
gether and bound them forever,
for better or worse.
Theauditionsareinthe
past. The names are up. The
rehearsals have begun. Are
you ready?
Rose bud, age 15
Theater RPG 2: The
Talent Show
Inkwell, Chatterbox


Idoadoubletake.Talent show?
Why would someone host a talent
showhere,inthemiddleofnowhere?
Isnatchuptheposter.“Areyoua
talented kid looking for special op-
portunities? Sign up for the Mable-
tonTalentShowattheMableton
Theater. Winners receive two free ice
creamcouponsalongwithaspecial
surprise!Seeyouonstage!”
St.Owl
Theater RPG 2: The Talent Show
Inkwell
Ilivewayoutinthecountry,inaclassicrural
countryside:oldgravelroads,farms,blueskies
that stretch on forever, the smell of sweet hay
andgrassintheair.Therearepeoplearound.The
sense of community is amazing. Everyone knows
everyone. The houses are spaced out; there are
woods and fields and hills and farms, and the
Appalachian Mountains in the distance.
Thestarsareamazing.Youstepoutsideatnight
andfeellikeyoucanseeeveryoneofthem.There
arelotsofanimals,too,whichIlove.Peoplelet
their dogs and cats roam out here.
We live right next to a really big farm,
and the owners are really nice and let
us come whenever we want. There’s a
big,gorgeousoldgraybarnthatIlike
to visit and sheep and dogs and cats
and chickens and cows.
We have to drive about two hours
togettothenearestmall.We’resofar
outthatevenDomino’sPizzadoesn’t
deliver to us, but sometimes we order from
there and meet the delivery halfway in the park-
ing lot of a church. If you’re wondering, we don’t live
like hillbillies. We still have high-speed internet, Wi-
Fi,andalltheluxuriesofmodernlife.Iadoreithere.
Leeli
UrbanvsSuburbanvsRural,DowntoEarth
“Comeback!”youcrytearfullyasthedog
wrencheshisleashoutofyourhands.Thatwas
yourfriend’suncle’sfriend’sdaughter’sdog,and
she had entrusted you to care for him. You’d bet-
terstartlookingforhim.Asyoucallthroughthe
streets, you see a brown streak cross the road and
head right for you. What’s that in his mouth?
It’sanote.Grabbingit,youseethatitsays,
“Hello, person! You have been selected to come
to our private farm for a relaxing, looong getaway
fromhome.Justshowup!PackyourCAPTCHAs
andAEsandjustafewitems.Yourdogwillshow
youtheway!Signed,AbigailV.,VacationManager
of the Resort Farm”
Farmer’s Assistant
The Resort Farm
Pudding’s Place, Chatterbox

I enjoy reading books about the history of
really random things, such as graffiti and fast food
restaurants.TodayIwenttothisdinerthathada
sign on it that said “Hot Dogs, Onion Ring, Corn
Dogs,”butitwasformattedweirdly,soitlooked
like it said “Hot Onion Corn, Dogs Ring Dogs.”
S. Clockwork, aka Clockwork Sparrow
Oregon
I’m pretty obsessed with reading, writing,
drawing, talking, running cross-country, singing,
andplayingflute.Ialsolovemathandscience.I’m
teachingmyselfcalculusandI’msuperintospace.
Artisticbirdie, age 12
Massachusetts
IwroteapoemalmosteverydayinApril.I
learnedalotaboutwritingpoetryandhadaton
of fun!
Silverwaxwing
Poetry Challenge, Pudding’s Place
Leeli, I feel like after reading your
poemIcanfeelOKsometimes,
because there’s someone else who
goes through something like I do
every day. I can really relate to
your poem.
Leafpool
Poetry Challenge
Pudding’s Place
Theelephantistheonlymammal
that can’t jump. Duck quacks do not echo,
and no one knows why.Rhythmis the longest
word in the English language without a vowel.
LilyPad
Random Facts Thread, Chirp at Cricket
I have just one pet: an adorable dog. He’s
pretty medium-sized and white all over. The tips
of his ears and a faint stripe down his spine are
light brown, though. His name is Buddy, and he’s
a purebred mutt. We have a few guesses as to
what’s in him, but they’re just guesses.
Starseeker, age 154 moons
NightwingKingdom,DowntoEarth

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CHIRPS FROM CRICKET’S
LETTERBOX AND CHATTERBOX

POETRY!
THAT’S
MUSIC TO
MY EARS.

A TALENT
SHOW! I AM
SO READY.

YOU’RE NOT THE
ONLY ONE WHO’S
A LITTLE SHY.