My ten-year-old Julia penned a really clever story. I thought it might be fun reading. Feel free to comment, to encourage her writing!
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The Real Story of the Leaning Tower by Julia DeMuth
Some people would say that the leaning tower was made of pizza, or it leaned because of an earthquake. But let me tell you the real story.
In Italy there was a small bakery called the Cinnamon Delight. The owner, Francis C. Jones, was the best baker in all of Italy. People traveled miles just to eat his cinnamon delight. Then people in France started going to the bakery. Then after some time, all the bakeries in France were out of business. So all the bakers in France had decided to make a bakery right across from the Cinnamon Delight. Francis did not like this one bit so he went to France to make a proposition.
He said that whoever made the tallest cinnamon stick would have all the opponent's money. The French agreed. The French thought they were the best so they waited until the last minute. But Francis did the exact opposite of what the French did. He worked day and night. When Francis was done, he thought the cinnamon stick needed a little more pizzas so he added different colored polka-dots. And he knew he was ready.
The French, on the other hand, had a ten-inch cinnamon stick and for their pizzas, they had no cinnamon on it. But they thought they were ready for tomorrow.
The next day the French saw to their amazement that Francis wasn't there, and they laughed. Then a little boy came and said, "Francis has done it! If you don't believe it, turn around."
As the French chefs turned around, they saw everyone from France and Italy hollering "Francis," or "Wooohooo!" The Italian cinnamon stick was at least 200 times bigger than the French cinnamon stick.
"Where is my money?" asked Francis.
"Well, why not put it on a grassy landscape as a monument," asked a chef.
"Sounds good," said Francis.
But, sadly, Francis died from the Black Plague when his monument was put up. But after hundreds of years, the polka-dots turned gray and the cinnamon stick turned to stone. And it leaned because of a massive meteor.
Some say that they still smell the cinnamon when they visit the tower. But the leaning toward should be called the Leaning Tower of Polka-Dot Cinnamon Stick.








13 comments:
Great story! Some day I hope to read a book by Mary and Julia DeMuth.
Very nice story, Julia. Keep up the writing!
Great story!!! Keep writing, love reading your stories.
This was so fun. The contest was a great idea; it kept me reading until the very end. Good suspense.
Julia, Hooray for the Cinnamon Stick and a bigger hooray for the author!
You immediately caught my attention and held it, the sign of a good story teller. Why I could even smell the cinnamon. And thanks for finally helping me to understand why that tower is leaning. ;-) I love the the polka dots it was a visual addition that added even more life to the story.
Congratulations and Keep on Writing!!
Patsy Clairmont
Way to go Julia!!Now to find an illustrator and c0-produce a children's picture book - or carry on yourself - whatever takes your fancy - you're the Author after all!!
You have a good imagination, Julia. Your story was creative and fun and you incorporated the senses! Nice job. I hope you had fun writing it.
Julia, I loved your character, Francis C. Jones. You put some good conflict and suspense and a wonderful ending in your story!
I like your version of the Leaning Tower of Polka Dot Cinnamon Stick!
If you were in my class, I'd give you an A+ for that story!
What an imagination! I know I'll be seeing something published by you, Julia - keep up the good work!
All I have to say is, now I'm hungry for a cinnamon stick and some of Francis' baking. You put me right into the story. Well written.
Keep writing,
Karen
It was the massive meteor that nailed it for me! A delicious well written tale by a very clever little person. Keep dreaming up those stories xx oh dear, now I am hungry!
Wowzer, Julia. This is filled with creativity and great descriptions.
I enjoyed your moral lesson as well:
"But Francis did the exact opposite of what the French did. He worked day and night. When Francis was done, he thought the cinnamon stick needed a little more pizzas so he added different colored polka-dots. And he knew he was ready."
I'm so thankful you are working hard on the incredible gift God has planted in you. You know what Martin Luther once said?
"If you want to change the world, pick up your pen." You go, girl!
So...that explains what happened! Clever story, Julia. And I laughed out loud at the image of hundreds of people from France and Italy shouting "Whooohooo!" or "Francis"!
Thanks for sharing, and I look forward to more Julia stories.
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