Tuesday, February 7, 2012



I'm announcing the finalists for my Mix-it-Up Contest. Since the entries were few (but lovely) I'm letting all three be finalists!  This is so exciting - my first ever contest winners will be announced soon!

Please read them and vote below. 
Voting closes on FRIDAY, FEB. 10th. 

Remember, the winner gets actual prizes! $20 in B&aN gift cards and a copy of Tales from China: World Favorite Fables. Runner up will get a book copy, too! 

Voting and commenting is OPEN below.  I hope you enjoy reading these as much as I did!!

By Nessa Morris
For the Beginning Player
On Nintendo Wii

First, turn on the Wii.
Press Wii-mote power button.
Attach the nunchuk.

Next, aim the Wii-mote.
Hover on Punch-Out! icon.
Push the "A" button.

Hold up your Wii-mote.
Pretend to hit your brother,
while punching Glass Joe.

Continue to fight.
Soon you will face King Hippo.
Punch his big belly.

You will fight many.
Punch high. Punch low. You will win.
Donkey Kong is last.

If you can beat him,
you've played too long. Turn it off.
Go read a good book.
A Mix-It-Up Tale by Damon Dean

Red-Hood took Granny a sack of food,
walking down a dark lane in the wood
till she came to the ledge
of a wide river’s edge
and she wondered, “What next?” as she stood.

As she stood there a fox of some guile
licking gingerbread crumbs from his smile,
said “Don’t fret…take your sack,
climb right up on my back,
and I’ll swim you across in grand style.”

In grand style they stepped into the river,
but a Troll (whose breath smelled like goat liver)
boating by screamed “Who splashed?”
as his sharp teeth he gnashed,
and his hungry green eyes made them shiver.

As they shivered their fear turned them round
and they swam back to dry and high ground.
As they climbed up the bank
they heard “clink” and then “clank”
and they wondered what made the odd sound.

The odd sound was Troll clanging two sabres.
which inspired the friends get-away labors.
And with grime in his grin
and green stains on his chin
Troll cried, “Don’t go off now, my good neighbors!”

As the neighbors ran, Troll made a plan,
to hide ‘neath his wide old bridge’s span,
where he’d jump from a rafter
to grab Fox and Red after
they crossed to escape to Red’s Gran.

Red’s Gran taught her a wise thing or two:
one was–never trust Trolls, green OR blue!
So with Fox she devised
a quite clever disguise
using goat skins they found, and some glue.

With the glue they put on the gray furs,
Fox put his on and then Red put hers.
Then they tripped and  they trapped
and Troll’s nerves nearly snapped
as he screamed, “Goats are bothersome curs!”

As the curs on his bridge began nearing,
with his old eyes Troll squinted, and sneering
he saw Fox and saw Red
as gray blurs, and he said,
“I think more dinner now is appearing.”

Appearing first Red-Hood said “Don’t mind me,
there’s a much fatter goat just behind me.”
So the Troll let her flee;
his old eyes could not see
as he stared at the next goat so blindly.

On the bridge, Fox came on, getting near him,
so the old Troll’s poor ears could best hear him.
Fox cried “We’ve got your goat!”
as he flung off his coat.
Enraged Troll drew his sword so to spear him.

The spear missing, Fox dodged and Troll stumbled,
which made Troll spit and growl, then he grumbled.
Fox, with no more words said,
cast the coat on Troll’s head,
and then into the river Troll tumbled.

The tale tumbled too, down through the ages,
told to children by authors and sages,
but the story, oft told,
changed much as it got old,
and became more tales on many pages.
by Rena J. Traxel
Totenkinder: sweet old lady or cold hearted murder? 
Totenkinder, once thought a harmless old lady, took the stand today in her own defense. She claims that the two German kids, she is accused of trying to kill, came to her in rags. “I was busy baking a batch of gingerbread when I heard an awful crunching sound outside my kitchen window. Two children, covered in head to toe filth, were busy munching on my candy cane railing. I had to take them in. I had too!” She cried. She went on explain that soon after taking the kids in they took advantage of her. They ate up everything in her house including her gingerbread door. “But still I let them stay. They had nowhere else to go.” She shook her head explaining how the kids’ parents had abandoned them in the forest in hopes they would be eaten up by The Wolf. “I tried to assign them chores, but all that did was enrage them.” The old lady sobbed then held up her scarred hands for the court to see. “And...they...they shoved me into a oven.” Gasps could be heard all around the court.
Closing remarks are set for tomorrow.
Totkenkinder was arrested last fall, on charges of attempted murder, after Detective Boss received a tip from Totkenkinder’s neighbor The Wolf. 
If you liked this post please let others know. To read about Totenkinder’s arrest click here. Come back next Tuesday to find out the verdict.


Julie Hedlund said...

You are right. All three were lovely!

Miranda Paul said...

@Julie - I know! All so original, and they really met the challenge head-on.

Renee LaTulippe said...

Ha! Lots of fun, but I must say I'm leaning toward the droll haiku! :)

Unknown said...

These were all really good.Thanks for sharing guys. Best of luck to you all :)

Patricia T. said...

Enjoyed reading each one. A lot of fun! Good luck to you.

Rena J. Traxel said...

Thanks Miranda! Good luck to Nessa and Damon (I enjoyed your stories).

Corey Schwartz said...

Oh, they were all so clever! I'm impressed.

Darlene Steelman McGarrity said...

Wow! That was a tough choice. They were all wonderful.

catherinemjohnson.com said...

That was really tough. Great fun to read these, thanks!

Susanna Leonard Hill said...

Excellent entries! So hard to choose!

A Pen In Neverland: Angela Peña Dahle said...

Congrats to the finalists!

I'm just dropping by to let you know I have given you the Liebster Award if you wish to accept it please hop on over to my blog for details about it.


Sally said...

I voted. All were great1 What a clever idea.

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