28 - Wednesday. April 1, 1998 — North Shore News YOUNG READERS’ north shore news WRITING CONTEST Imagination impresses competition judges x age categari x to eight; nine and 10; and 12 and 12. Each of them has won a $50 gift certificare for Coles, The Book People. Congratulations, and keep on writing! ALIENS, zombies, angels, men who walk through walls and talking animals — they are just a few of the characters created by the 40 young people who entered our writing Rain, Rain, DON’T Go Away | contest. . Trying to choose three winners from all of the imaginative entries was a difficult task for our judges, we would have fiked to reward each of them for a job well done! In the end, we chose three entries from writers in differ The Friendly Dragon by Kate Broadley (age 6) Hi, ‘I’m Kate this stery is make-believe but [ hope vou enjoy it and I don’t really do the Papers well here it goes 1 was doing the papers with niy friend Allison we went up and down the street doing. the papers “finely the last one,” said Allison. We went to the last house with the last paper of course. the house was old and scary looking but we saw a light on the porch creaked under are feet. We knocked on the door and what opened it just what opened it a Dragon!. We gave him the paper and KATE Broadley is in Grade 1 at Cleveland elementary school. She loves to write on the com- puter and typed her story on her own — we left it unedited. guess what he gave us a cookie each we asked if he could give us the recipe for the he said OK. So he let us inside. He stuck his nose inside one of the books and said “no that’s the book on the toilet” and then he said “yuck this one is on kissing” fine- ly he found it he gave the recipe for the cookies. > the cookies were delicious said thank you to the Dragon and now we always go to the. house and give him a paper. THE END The Orange Trenchcoated Newspaper robber by Brendan Currie (age 9) One evening a newspaper carrier named Andy was walk- ing down 2 fst Street in North Vancouver when something in an orange trenchcoat jumped out, grabbed Andy's newspaper bag and ran away with it. Andy called the police and told them what had happened. Similar things had occurred in the past but they didn’t have Gee much intormatic couldn’t heip him. Andy didn't give up. He went £0 2 private ey fice and asked for help. Since the private eye was bored, he loves to read and has agreed to take the cas aways liked writing sto- Together, they decided to ries. set a trap. Andy got another newspaper bag and set out on his route. Meanwhile, the private cye hid behind a large rhode- dendron plant and prepared himself for action. Sure cnough, the orange trenchcoated newspaper rob- ber appeared again. This time when it grabbed Andy’s newspaper bag, the privace eve grabbed it. As it turns out, the newspaper robber was an old man. He told Andy about how he needed newspapers to build a fire to keep warm. From then on, Andy brought any old extra newspapers he had after delivery to the old man’s house. He also told his newsearrier friends. They all agreed to help. a EO BRENDAN Currie is in Grade 4 ar Capilano elementary school in North Vancouver. He by Erin Raimondo (age 12) “Oh perfect.” Catherine looked accusingly up at the soggy sky as the first few rain- drops coursed on down to earth, and particularly, onto the papers she was delivering. “You had to. start raining now when J sll he my route left, Coulda't held out 45 more minutes?” Catherine was a paper carrier for the North Shore News. Normally, she loved her job, but not when she forgot her umbrel- la, She continued her route. ‘s) rain!” she muttered. thar!” said an ERIN Raimondo is in Grade 7 at Highlands elementary school in North Vanconver. She loves to read and write, especially poetry. ,” said the voice. “Well, that’s fine, but who are vou?” “Eam Rain.” “Rain? Rain’s not a person, it’s a thing.” “Well, 'm nota person, bur | am certainly nova thing. I have a distinct and aable cause “What?” asked Catherine. “Without me, people would dic. | help things grow. That is the ultimate purpose. Sun, Rain, Wind, we all work togerher to form pertece balance.” “Rain, Rain, DON'T go away,” Catherine sang. “; will be back, you have my word and you can count on me,” said the rain as the sky grew brighter. “2H never complain about the rain, or should I say Rain, aga. smiled Catherine, and she continued on her route under the golden sun. [phone “shoppers Bt SOP art RA,