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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: The USA (01/08/09)

TITLE: A Young Man's Dream
By Beth B
01/14/09


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“Tell us a story, Grandpa!”

Yah, tell us a story, p-l-e-a-s-e.”

W-e-l-l okay, if you insist, as he eased down into his favorite cozy chair.

“Once upon a time”…

“Okay, who’s telling this story?” smiled Grandpa

“You are Grandpa.”

“We’ll be quiet.”

Once upon a time there was a young man who left a far away land…

“It was Italy, wasn’t it Grandpa”?

“Yes”…

“Near the sea, right?”

“Yes. It was a small town in the northern part of Sicily,” he said.

“Near the Med…what was the name of the sea?”

“The Mediterranean Sea.” said Grandpa.

One day the young man, with money in his coat pocket and a small brown suitcase, headed for the nearby town to set sail on a large ship. He was going to America. He heard that “the streets were paved of gold.”

“We’re they, Grandpa?”

“No, they weren’t.”

He was excited for his new adventure, but also sad to leave his family and friends. With hugs and kisses on the cheeks, and instructions to write when he arrived in the new country, the young man boarded the ship.

He gripped the rail and searched for a glimpse of his family. People were everywhere. He found them. They looked like dots, but he could see them! He waved and blew kisses.

Grandpa had that far away look.

“Grandpa, what happened next?”

Well, there was a loud noise. H-o-n-k... H-o-n-k went the noise, as the ship started to roll out of the harbor. Big puffs of smoke, like clouds, filled the sky.

Many people were on the ship – Mama’s, papa’s, grandparents and children. The ship traveled slowly. Some days the sun shone, and some days it rained. The high waves splashed on the deck of the ship when it stormed. The rocking motion caused some people to get sick. It took a l-o-n-g time to travel to America. For days we saw no land - only water, called the Atlantic Ocean.

Although people were tired and some sick, there was excitement on the ship. Land had been spotted! They were getting closer to America. Many went on deck to see this new land they had dreamt about. There were many buildings. The buildings were very tall. People smiled, wept and hugged one another as the ship slowly made its way past the Statue of Liberty, and to America.

The young man was grateful to God that he and others had arrived safely to their new home. After entering America, the young man boarded a train to his new home in Michigan.

The children gathered around their grandfather and showered him with hugs and kisses.

“It was you wasn’t it, Grandpa?”

“Yes,” he said, as he hugged and kissed them back.

“Let’s go see if Grandma has any ice cream in the freezer.”

A Children’s Story


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Jan Ackerson 01/15/09
I had ancestors who made that same journey, so I enjoyed reading this.

Be careful of your use of quotation marks and dialogue tags.

Charming children's story--I'd love to see it illustrated.
Karlene Jacobsen 01/17/09
I enjoyed reading the dialogue between grandchild and Grandpa. Perhaps some descriptions would help me connect with them more. For example: Grandpa scratched his whiskers with forefinger and thumb, a twinkly in his eye as he thought of what he would say next. or The child giggled when Grandpa interrupted, "Who's telling the story anyway?"
Maybe not exactly, but similarly. This has potential to be a great story.
Mary McLeary01/21/09
I loved this! There's something wonderful about grandparents sharing stories with grand kids. Sweet!