How the Sea Got Its Salt

Posted October 19, 2011 & filed under Notebook.

Si todos los rios son dulces/De donde saca sal el mar?  –Pablo Neruda

         Once there was a little pirate who lived on a ship in the ocean.  One morning he got two women to do a job for him.  He asked them to spin the salt in a bowl for a whole day and a whole night.  The women did a very good job, but they didn’t stop after one day and one night.  They kept spinning the salt.  When the salt was piled high, high, high, the pirate yelled, “Stop!”  But, the women still didn’t stop.  They kept spinning the salt until the boat started to tip.  Everything fell into the ocean—the pirate, the women, and the salt.  The salt kept spinning and made a whirlpool.  The pirate drowned.  The women turned into birds and flew back to the sweet rivers.  And the salt stayed in the sea.

By Jennifer, age 10


Posted September 26, 2008 & filed under Notebook.

One might look at a tree, a plum tree or an oak, and think, “How boring trees are, just sitting about like they do. Let’s get a colorful flower instead.”

Really trees were once a civilized yet free and running people much like ourselves, but more lordly and graceful. Yet as the years passed trees grew older and creaky. Then we came, and trees had a perfectly good reason to clump together into forests and stay perfectly still. All except for their swaying branches, which cooled them on hot days. Still they hide from us, now covered with moss and brown from years of standing. All their fine jewelry has turned into leaves.

The trees are nothing like what they used to be, but some still retain their ghostly faces.

By MarySuna, 4th grade