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WRITINGS    BY    SIENNA MAE HEATH

The Racist Ten Dollar Bill

By Sienna Mae Heath

June 13, 2006

            Racism is prevalent everywhere. Bigotry exists throughout the world, in America, everywhere – including our little town of Pen Argyl, PA.

            On Sunday, May 28, I was working at Weona Park. I came down from working the carousel. After I had started the ride for a few children I began to ride the carousel myself. As the steady breeze blew in my face I remember thinking, “What a nice little town this is.” As true as that thought was and is, what happened next distorted my optimistic way of thinking. I came down from the carousel and turned my back for one second and there it was – staring me in the face – a perfect example of why this town, of why this country, this planet, isn’t anywhere near perfect. One of our customers had given us a ten-dollar bill with a swastika, K.K.K., and the word n*****s written on it in bold letters with a thick permanent marker.

            My colleague and I just sat there and stared at it in shock. If it had been me, if I had been the one who had received that money, I wouldn’t have accepted it. Nevertheless, it was done and I could not get my eyes and mind off the haunting markings on that ten-dollar bill. I was just glad that I was working the first shift of the day, and I wouldn’t have to count the money and touch that filth. I didn’t want to get my hands dirty with the stain of prejudice.

 However, we didn’t seem to care!   Anyway, what’s so different about a small family of artists opening a “Clay Art Studio” in the middle of a little town in Pennsylvania?!

 ....When we moved here, in this contained town, I was two years old. The sight of us pulling up at our new house with neighbors’ eyes slowly turning at us thinking: “Who the heck is that?”, wasn’t the best welcoming party.... Yet, we went on with our day, unpacking our stuff and settling in. I hoped things would lighten up a bit...! I wished to see just ONE happy face sooner or later.

 A few days passed, and we were still organizing our things. That afternoon, there was an unexpected knock on the door. A lady was standing outside with a rose in her hand. My mom assumed that she needed directions.... “Hello!” the woman said. “Hi....Can I help you?” my mom answered. The lady replied, “How are ‘ya? I was just stopping by...” Pause. She smiled. Then, just by a stroke of luck, these words followed: “...to welcome you to the neighborhood!” She handed the rose to my mother.

 Later on, we got to know her more. Her name was Pat. That Thanksgiving, we even went to her house. We met her husband, and for a while we remained quite good friends....

 The summer following this, we made a decision that would change our lives. My mother, father and I opened an Art Studio where we would work on our artwork and hopefully sell some as well. We made business cards, flyers and did everything else we could to promote it. I even had my own section with my clay art.

 It didn’t exactly work out as well as we planned. As much advertising as we did, no one seemed to care. We still went on creating many varieties of work, yet they weren’t “selling like hot cake.”

 My mother finally decided to get involved with different organizations toward artists and join some groups. My dad did as well. We would walk into different stores with many kinds of art & ask: “Are you interested?” Most of them would reply: “No, we’re not interested, Thank You.” or say: “This certainly is different!” Basically, they just wouldn’t understand our complex work.

 Meanwhile, my parents constantly introduced me to new things and taught me about different cultures. I was always kept up-to-date by my mom and dad from a very young age. They treated me more like an adult, rather than a kid. I remember feeling equal to them; not below.

 Soon, I started Kindergarten. I wasn’t a total outcast...! ...I made a life-long friend--Hannah. We enjoyed each other and had a lot in common. Everything was goodie-goodie then, so maybe we should skip over Kindergarten.

Literally, let’s skip over Kindergarten!

 After a few months of simplicity and ABC’s, I got tired of having no challenges in my life anymore. I talked it over with my mom and dad. They decided to converse with the school about I and see if maybe I could be moved up to first grade. They did, and the principal allowed me to move up if I passed a certain test. I took this test, and passed it as well.

 After Thanksgiving Break, I joined the first grade. Some of my classmates had mixed feelings about me. They would put me down and say: “Why don’t you go back where you came from?” Others were civil with me. Like I said, people were either ‘a.) fascinated by my life style, b.) puzzled by my life-style, or c.) all of the above.’

 I could go on, however it would just be repetitions after repetitions in my life. Now, all I do is keep my head up high and appreciate any good things that comes to my life. I’ve learned that no matter what comes to bonk you in the head, you still have to go on and know inside of you that you’re an original, not a copy.
 

“God, when is my time to go?”

“Soon, very soon.”

“Are you sure I am good enough to go to earth?”

“Perhaps. I cannot say.”
 

 I am going down at a extremely rapid speed. But where hell or earth?
 

“Oh my God! What did I do wrong? Please don’t send me to he..!”
 
 

Oh! I’m here! Earth....

On one bright, sunny Fall morning I was born. At exactly 8:03 A.M., on October 10th 1989, I was introduced to so called EARTH.  There were bright lights everywhere. As far as I remember, in this pale, white room, there was about six or seven male doctors.

My mother was in bed. My father was right beside her along with my half-sister, Heather. They were all staring at me for some strange reason. I didn’t think I was that interesting! Then, Then, I looked up at my mother. Her brown, honey colored eyes were looking straight at me like I was the center of the universe!

One of the doctors suddenly took me away from my family. I tried to hold the tears back, but I couldn’t help not crying. For only a few minutes I was separated from the three people who would guide me through life. Finally, after they wrapped me in a thick, soft, white blanket, I was returned to my mother’s arms.

“Her name Ma’am?” One of the doctors asked my mother.

“Sienna. Sienna Mae.” My mother said softly.

“What’s my last name! What’s my last name?” I thought to myself.

“Sienna Mae Heath.” The doctor said. “Nice name Ma’am. I will go type it on to your birth certificate, Sienna.”

“Wow! I have my very own name! Sienna, Sienna, Sienna Mae! Sienna Mae Heath!” I sang to myself.

“Walter, Bahereh, you may take her home in a few hours. Bahereh, you need to rest for now. I’ll be back in a moment.” The doctor said.

I wonder what HOME will be like!
 

“Ahhhh! Argh! Ugh! Doctor, doctor, please help me! Please help me!” I heard next door. Is that what Mom went through to have ME?

“Here is the birth certificate Walter.” The doctor said to Dad. “Is it satisfactory?”

“Yes.” My father said.

“It’s fine.” my mother said.

A few minutes passed. I sat there waiting for us to go home. An hour passed. Then another. The last hour seemed like days, weeks, even years! None of these measurements of time were familiar to me. They just go on for a very, very, long time that’s all  I know! The doctor came in.

“You may take Sienna home now if you wish.”
“Yea!” I thought. “Home....”

We got in a white box. Well, my family called it a car. An ‘automobile.” But it really looked like a box. My sister was talking to me on the way: “It’s OK Sienna. It’s only half an hour till we get home.”

“Sienna Mae, this is your sister, Heather.” Mom told me.

I smiled and said to myself, “Hi Sister Heather!”

We finally got home. Our house was not too big and not too small. Although it was in the middle of no where, this was all very intriguing to me. We all were getting out of the car when daddy swooped me off of my little feet and carried me up to our piece of board attached to our home called a “porch.”

Around the house there were a lot of little bugs and very long grass. I personally like to think of them as long green lines that come out of the bottom of the EARTH with little flying creatures. You can take your pick.

My family and myself went inside our home. There were two decorative couches with designs, and a blue rocking chair in the same vein. This was the living room. I wanted to stay here the rest of my entire life!

My Mom took me into the kitchen where there was a big mirror at the corner of the room. She carried me over to it. I saw myself in the mirror for the very first time.

I had red-brown hair sticking up on the top of my head with big green eyes. I had pale skin, but the prettiest fair skin I’ve ever seen. I took a good look at myself.

My mother handed me softly to Sister Heather’s arms. She sat down on the blue, comfy rocking chair with me and looked deep into my eyes. “Hey Muffin, what are ya looking’ at?” She said jokingly. “Ha ha, Muffin’s a cute nickname! Good for breakfast too!” I thought. “Bahereh, can I take Sienna up to her room?” Sister Heather said.

“Yeah sure!” Mom said.  “I’ll be up there in a little while, OK?”

Wow! My very own room! I wonder what it will be like! My Sister Heather and I finally got to the door. She opened it.

The room was the most beautiful pink. It had some fuchsia color mixed in to make the room even more wonderful. There also was a small, off white cradle with light purple blankets and two tiny pillows the same color. Behind my cradle was a small pink and purple chest of drawers. Supposedly, this was for my cloth because my sister opened it and it was filled with exquisite pieces of clothes that my Sister Heather was trying on me to see how they looked. I loved my life! My Mommy came upstairs.

“Does Sienna like her room?”

“Yes! I think she loves it!”

Oh, do I? Of course! Are you kidding? I love it! What else is in my new exciting life?

     Days passed. Months went by. I learned and discovered so much. Life was amazing, and I loved it. I’ve grown a lot too. It is my second birthday. My parents are with me, so is my sister and a few of my cousins.

     “Happy Birthday!” my daddy said.
     “Thanks! Yea!” I could speak now.

     My sister approached me. “Here ya go, sis. I think you’ll like it!” She handed me a colorful wrapped box.

     “Thanks Sister Heather! It’s so pretty!” I said. I automatically thought that the box was the gift, and there was nothing more to it! Silly me. “Umm...you’re supposed to open it.” Sister Heather said.

     It was my very first comb, brush and mirror of my very own. They were blue, with the Little Mermaid printed on them. I liked it a lot.

     My dad brought a big, wrapped present into the room. I opened it. It was a yellow canary. As it sang, my heart opened up. I loved it. I named him Hafez, after a mystic, Persian poet.

     A few months went by, and it was mid-January. I was in the car with my mom coming back from the grocery store. When we finally got home, my parents sat me down.

     “We need to discuss something with you.” my dad said.

     “Discuss??” I questioned.

     “We need to talk to you” my dad said again. “We’re thinking about moving to Pennsylvania. My job is moving there and it would really help the family if we did the same.”

     “When?” I exclaimed.

     “Probably in June, but we still have several months to get ready for the change.”

     “But, but! I won’t see Sister Heather, or you and mom!!”

     “Sienna, you’re coming too, you know.”

     Yeah, I knew that. I was just overreacting, but to LEAVE MY HOME?

     We finally packed up all our things in a U-Haul, and we all headed north. It was supposed to take about three days to get from Missouri to Pennsylvania. As we were leaving Missouri, I looked out the window by my car seat and waved good-bye to my home.

 
     The very first day was extremely rough. It seemed to take the longest too. I slept through several hours of it. I woke up to the sound of Hafez singing in my ear from the back seat. When I looked up at the clock, it said 6:52PM.

     “We better stop for some dinner, don’t you think so Walter?” my mom asked.

     “Yeah, I’m starving. We’ll stop in a few minutes. The motel isn’t too far away.” Dad answered.

     We stopped at Burger King nearby and took the food to go. We brought just a few things into the motel. We were able to spend the night. After we got settled, we ate dinner.

     It felt so wonderful to get a full meal after such a long and tiresome day. I ate some fries and half of a sandwich. Then, I went to bed. Two more days....

     Well, I don’t want to get into those two more days because they were just as dull and boring as this one. If you wish to know how they went, you may read the last four paragraphs again. Otherwise, I will start the next paragraph when we’re in Pennsylvania.

     “At last, we have arrived! This is Pen Argyl, Pennsylvania.” my mom said.

     As we were driving through this small town, I looked out the window to see what my new home-town would look like. It was okay. Just a normal town, with normal looking houses and buildings. Then sun was shining, very bright outside. It was very hot and muggy. We were all extremely uncomfortable, and we couldn’t wait to get out of the car.

     “I think Design Technics isn’t too far away from here. Mr. Paul said that the new building’s on Applegate Avenue. That’s only a couple blocks away.” said my Dad.

     Design Technics was the place my Dad worked at. They made some tiles and lamps, things like that. I didn’t really know too much about it, but it was supposed to be a pretty neat, and interesting place.

     We quickly drove down to the new place. When we walked in, there wasn’t much to witness. They were in the process of setting up the works. I wonder what it’ll look like....

     “Well, I suppose that’s about all we can see now. We better go find a hotel.” my Mom said.

     “Oh, there’s a place in Wind Gap, and it’s not too far from here. Wait, I’ll give you some directions, Walt.” said Mr. Paul.

     After that, we left to go find a hotel. We got settled, and had some lunch. Tomorrow, we were going to try to find a house to rent.

     Several days went by. We still couldn’t find a house to rent. We stayed in our hotel room, but it still wasn’t a home.

     “Bahereh! Bahereh!” my Dad came in. “ I think I’ve found a good deal on a  house! Quick! Get Sienna, and let’s get in the car!”

     When we got to this house, we walked up the stairs, and to the door. A short, stubby man opened the door. “Oh, hello Walter! Come in!” he said. He looked at me and uttered “I’m Carl Hilbers.”

     My parents started talking to him. It was just all a blur for me. (Yadda, yadda. Yadda Yadda Yadda.) “This is great. We’ll take it.”

     We moved into it the day after that. Dad got some of the people from his work to help us. That way, it wouldn’t take as long to get everything in. The neighbors must have thought that all of us were moving in, and that we were all crazy lunatics.

     “Okay everybody, thank you for all your help.” said my Dad. “I can’t believe we got it done in one day!”

     So that was it. We got a house to live in, and I had a comfortable place to sleep in for once. At that moment, I thought: I guess everything’s going to be all right.
 
     After a couple weeks, we started to see young girls, about my age, playing in their yard a lot. I didn’t know who they were, or where they were from. However, they seemed like nice people.

     One day, their mother stopped by at our house. She introduced herself to us. Her name was Mrs. E. Mrs. E. brought her children over. I was almost three years old back then. She had two girls with her that were around my age. One of them was nearly four, and one was about two years of age.

     “Sienna Mae, I found a Pre-School not too far away from here. Do you think you might want to check it out?” my Mom asked.

    “Um....ok....sure!” I answered.

     “Okay! Tomorrow morning, we’ll go and see what it is like!!”

     The next day, I reluctantly got up a little earlier than normal, and we drove to this pre-school. It was about a ten minute drive. When I walked in, there were around fifteen children there. The ‘teachers’ were Mrs. Diorio and Miss Kelly. Mom had already told me their names.

     “This is Sienna Mae.” my mom said to Mrs. Diorio.
 
     “Hi Sienna Mae! I can’t wait to have you join our pre-school!” she said.
 
     “Hi Mrs. Di-yo-yo.” I answered.

    I went back to the pre-school the week after that. After I went in, I turned around to say good-bye to my mom, and I saw her talking to another lady as she was walking out. This lady was saying good-bye to a blonde, blue-eyed girl named Hannah Hotz. My mom called me over.

     “Sienna! C’mon over here, I want to introduce you to somebody!”

     I walked over to them. That woman my mom was talking to shook my hand, and said “Hi Sienna. I’m Heidi, and this is my daughter Hannah.”

    “Hi.” I answered.
 
     “Hi.” repeated Hannah.

     Our parents left us standing by each other, smiling. Somehow, a magical thing happened. Destiny immediately made us best friends. From that moment on, we did everything together.

     We shared secrets, we played together, we talked on the phone non-stop. Back then, everything seemed perfect.

     I started to become a cat-lover in pre-school. Somehow, it just happened. I always wanted a black cat. Even though everyone would think I was crazy to want a black cat, who supposedly brought bad luck, I still craved a black cat.

     That Christmas, Santa came to my house. He asked me the traditional question: “So, what do you want for Christmas this year?”

I answered: “I want a little black kitten, to keep me company. Can you PLEASE give me one?”

     “You mean a stuffed toy cat?” Santa Claus asked.

     “No! A REAL cat. PLEASE?”

     “Well, I don’t have real cat with me, but how’s this?”

     Santa handed me a Snow White doll....

    The year after this, my dad lost his job. Design Technics closed, and moved away. My parents had been working with clay there before. They decided to open a clay studio. We found a place for rent, right on Applegate Avenue.

     This was a real, one of a kind place. Especially for Pen Argyl. Everyone’s opinion here was that our studio was ‘different’ and ‘unique.’ Most people in the area didn’t know what to think. But they were all said that same thing when we would tell them about our clay studio, “Oh! We pass by that all the time!” Yet, the people in the neighborhood didn’t come in, or show much interest. Most of our customers were people that weren’t local. Well, we survived. We had some good times and bad times.

     One hot, summer day, my dad and I were outside, and we heard a “MEOW! MEOW!” sound coming from my plastic playhouse on the studio driveway. We went to see what was going on. I peeked through the door, still hearing the “MEOW!” sound, and I saw a tiny black kitten with the brightest green eyes. She (at least I assumed it was a she) looked at me and cried: “MEOW!” It seemed like she was abandoned by her family.

     I begged, and I pleaded to adopt her. We had a canary though. My parents refused to let me keep her, and I was very upset. My dad finally said: “Okay. We can get her some dry cat food from the grocery store and feed her some. I doubt if she will still be here by the time I get back, but we’ll see. Okay?”

     “OKAY!!”

    Well, it turned out that she was still there when Dad got back. We fed her outside a little bit, until it was time to go home. We asked a few of the neighbors if she belonged to any of them, but she didn’t. We had to let her go, and I was very upset. As we started to leave, she walked in the door. My dad put her back outside and said: “No.” She walked in again. “No.” my dad repeated. She walked in for the third time. “Sigh. OK. Okay Sienna. I guess we could work something out.”

     We decided to keep Daisy as a studio cat. After we took her to the vet for her shots, we found out that Daisy, was a BOY! “My son, my son!” my dad said! However, we kept the name of Daisy.

    One cold, icy winter day I got very sick with the flu. I missed Daisy so much. Yet, we weren’t allowed to let Daisy come up to the house. After a few hours, we heard a scratching sound on our front door. My mom looked out the window, and saw Daisy meowing like crazy. He missed me a lot too, and wanted to come in. He came in, and sat beside me, without ever leaving my side. Two days later, after Daisy staying with me, I miraculously got better. Daisy stopped making trips up to the house.

    Before I knew it, school started. Kindergarten to third grade went by extremely fast. With the help of my music teacher teaching me how to play the cello, I joined the school orchestra. I started when I was eight years old. I loved it. I also took up the French horn in Band at the beginning of fifth grade. She is the greatest teacher ever. She’s like a second mother to me. She has taught me about music, but that’s not all. My music teacher has taught me many other lessons in life as well....

      I would have to say that one of my best teachers was, also, my homeroom teacher in fourth grade. He was my main teacher for this grade. He was and is creative, fun, and one of the most exciting teachers I’ve ever had. He was somewhat different from my other teachers. He had different and unique ideas for class that really made class exciting and unpredictable. Finally, sixth grade crept up behind me.

     Sixth, seventh and eighth grade is a abundant time for change. They are kind of like “The Wonder Years” with a little “Boy Meets World” spice. They can be filled with a lot of fun, fights, and embarrassments.

     Two friends, in particular, I became very close to at this point. I guess you could say they were nice friends. We all became the “teacher’s pets” for various reasons. Sixth grade wasn’t too bad, and it went by fairly smoothly.

     Then, seventh grade crept up behind me. After a long summer, the first day of school came. Like I told you, get ready for fun, fights, foolishness and embarrassments.

      A little word of advice to those out there younger than me. In Junior High, absolutely nothing is a secret unless you keep it to yourself. You can tell one person, a little something, and the next thing you know, the whole school knows the exaggerated version of your “secret.”

     In seventh and eighth grade, people are so selfish and inconsiderate of people’s feelings. Nobody cares about how others feel, just themselves. Girls are so rude, and obnoxious. I don’t want to even begin to go into details.... Though, Daisy helped me to get through bad times, and he encouraged me to get on with my life, and not just sit and cry about little things. Just because you lose some friends (“friends”) doesn’t mean you have to go home and bawl your tears out! They’re not doing that when they get home, so why should you? When this kind of thing happens, try to think of it as a blessing in disguise.

     Thankfully, I learned my lessons in sixth, and some of seventh grade, so I could get on with my life proudly and confidently. I learned that life isn’t about popularity. Life is about lessons, learning, exploring and discovering.

     My writing teacher in seventh grade was a kind and caring teacher. I confided in her through email in seventh grade and she encouraged me to follow my dreams. She gave a lot of assignments that were unusual, wild, new and exciting to write about.

     I also learned that if you do a little thing wrong, or make a big mistake, it all comes back to you. Most of the time, you pay back twice the worth of the something(s) you’ve done wrong. There’s no use in lying, cheating or trying to get away with this and that. It doesn’t do you any good.

     Life isn’t about who wears the most make-up, or who has the coolest clothes. It’s not about who shaves first, or plucks their eye-brows or not. Life is just life. You should cherish it, not spoil it. This is what I’VE learned in my twelve and a half years of living. How about you?

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Now, I have passed on to Heaven number two. Hannah is with me, but my other family and friends are on earth or in other dimensions of Heaven. I will eventually see them soon in another lifetime, but now all I can do is watch over the people I love.

I asked God: “Where are all my dearly beloved cats?” He told me that they are all mostly in Heaven #?! This means that they will all be born again soon to earth. I also asked, “Will Daisy join me soon?”

God spoke: “Yes, as your next owner.”

“Will I be a cat in my next life?” I asked urgently.

“Yes. Daisy will be your owner. He is going to join you soon in this Heaven dimension.”

That’s another story.

     I have heard so much about my Granddad, yet, I have never been able to get to know him at all. You see, he died not too long before I was born. His hometown was Tulsa, Oklahoma, a beautiful, casual city in the mid-west. Anyone who was anyone knew him, or knew of him. He was a kind, courageous, and handsome man, and he seemed to have a perfect life.
     In Tulsa, flying airplanes was a big deal.... Being a pilot was even more important in the city of Tulsa, in the mid-west.
     I have built a time machine that will take me to the past, or to the future. Part of me wants to know what will become of this earth, and go to the future. Then another part of me wants to see the past and observe what my Granddad was like. The question of where I should go is tearing me apart in pieces, like a fierce tornado.
     “O.K.! I’m going to the past. I’ve made up my mind!” I said to myself, “Here I come 1953!”
     Abruptly, I zoom through an indigo-blue beam of light like I am flying into another universe. I close my eyes, scared of what will happen. The time machine stops, and there is a flash of pure white. However, this light does not stay permanently. After this flash, everything is pitch black, except for the several buttons in front of me. The crimson red one would let me ACTUALLY stay in 1953 for a whole two hours! That is, I could if I pushed it.
     “Beep!” the button sang.
     I had pushed it. Now, I really am in May of 1953, May 18th to be exact.
     “Hey Sienna!” I heard someone calling me, “C’mon over here!” It was Granddad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
     Somehow, I don’t know how, but somehow Granddad knew me. My time machine must have had some glitches, GOOD glitches. I walked over to Granddad.
     “Hey Sienna, what’s up? I got your letter. ‘Man, I wish I could build somethin’ like you did.... Wow, a time machine. Impressive, girl!” said Granddad.
     “Uh, Thanks!”
     The feeling Granddad gave me was a pleasant, warm, & kind feeling. It felt remarkable.
     “So, how long are ‘ya stayin’?”
     “Well, one hour and 56 minutes. I’ve been so anxious to meet you!” I exclaimed.
     “You? Anxious to meet me?” answered Granddad, “You’re the one everyone’s anxious to meet!”
     “Really? But you’re the ‘star-light’ of Tulsa, and they want to meet me??”
     “Yeah!” Granddad said.
     Suddenly, people started crowding around us, surrounding us. They all pushed and shoved so they could all get a turn to shake my hand. They said things like: “Wow! I can’t believe I finally get to meet ‘ya!” This was just too weird....
     In time, Granddad suggested we go “hit the planes” and take one up for a ride before it was time for me to leave.
     We flew up in the air, like I was at the top of the world. The wind on my face felt so wonderful and refreshing. I looked down at my watch. I noticed I only had 9 and a half minutes to go, until I had to leave and get back to my time machine. I told Granddad.
     “All right Sienna!” he yelled over the barbarous wind, “We’ll start to land!”
     We couldn’t get the plane down. We tried and tried, but obviously something was very wrong with the airplane. I was terrified. If I didn’t get back to my time machine soon enough, I wouldn’t be able to get home! EVER!
     “Oh c’mon girl!! Get up you lazy bum!” said my sister in my ear. She pushed me down on the floor.
     “Gee thanks Heather.”
     “Hey, it’s what big sisters are for.” she answered jokingly.
     “Uh huh.” I said. “Wow it was only a dream.” I said to myself quietly. I was so relieved.
     I looked up at the picture of my Grandfather, on my left, to see a wink from his eye towards me.
 

    When I was five, I desperately wanted a kitten. Particularly, a black, cute, affectionate one. On Christmas Eve, an obviously “Fake Santa” came to my house. I asked him for a black kitten. Santa thought that I meant a toy! I told him that I wanted a REAL one. That’s how it all started....

    About six months after that, one warm, sunny, summer afternoon, was the big day. My dad and I were outside our studio. I was playing in my little playhouse. My dad called me over to the other side of our yard to help him with something. While I was running over to my dad, I had a strange feeling. As if something was going to happen. All of a sudden, I heard meowing from my small, plastic playhouse.... My dad and I went over to see what was going on. We saw a cute, black kitten crying like an innocent baby whose lost his mother. I asked if we could keep the kitten. My dad replied: “Let your mother and I discuss it. I doubt it because we have two birds, but we’ll see!”  “Well, can we at least get her some food?” I said. My dad actually said yes to this, so we got the kitten some food at GIANT.

    When we got home, we gave the kitten the cat food. I begged my parents so much if we could keep him. My throat hurt for hours...!  “Sienna, we have two birds and a fish, we can’t just bring a kitten inside. I’m sorry.” my mom answered. “But mom! Oh, PLEASE! PLEASE!” I cried out anxiously. My heart started to beat as fast as a large drum. My mind was only thinking. “Please let me keep him! He’s so cute, please!” My mind was racing, like a little mouse running inside an attic. Well, you see my point!!

    As I was reasoning on why we SHOULD keep her, she walked inside and said “MEOW!!” My dad put her outside again reluctantly and she walked right in again...and so forth.

“Oh, all right” my parents said agreeably. She will have to stay in the studio for now....

    That day was probably the best day of my life. I named this kitten “Daisy”. Due to the fact that she was black she didn’t seem so much like a daisy, but I was five so I guess I didn’t know any better!

    After she got back from the vet, we found out that DAISY was a boy...! Now, Daisy’s name is still DAISY and remains a very important part of my life. A manly cat with a girl’s name, Daisy, my cat.

    We should definitely have recess in school these days. One reason I feel this way is because if we kids get some fresh air, then it’ll “open up our senses” a little bit and this will help the kids in the school concentrate in class too. Also, may bring up the grades in the schools all over the world...!

    Like I said, having recess for at least 20 minutes will help the children focus in class, whereas some may think the opposite. When we students get to relax and chill out, when we come back inside, it seems like we’ll never settle down. But that’s wrong! After a few minutes, we settle down and are ready to learn!

    Just wait! You teachers could see and improvement in our grades, if you just try this! I know when I come from the outdoors, anywhere, I feel refreshed. I’m ready for anything.

    I urge you all to try us again, and give us another chance. (We want recess! We want recess!) This will definitely help us and kids and teens all over the world, and help the academic part in the school(s) as well.

    My two best buds in the world are my cats. Their names are: Daisy and Jasmine. Daisy is a boy. (Yes, you don’t need glasses, it’s not a type-o, DAISY is a BOY.) Jasmine is a little girly kitten who is nine months old. Daisy is seven years old...!

    They both have vivid green eyes. Jasmine is gray and white, with the cutest pink nose. Daisy is all black. Jasmine LOVES Daisy! She’s constantly bothering him.... When he comes back inside, ZOOM! She runs and wants to play. On the other hand, Daisy just wants to relax and gets very aggravated with Jasmine when she gets on his nerves.

    These two cats keep my company and I love them both. They are very, very different, but in their own subtle ways, they care for each other too. : )

Writing                                                                                                     Sienna Mae Heath
prompt/ assignment                                                                                       01-30-02
 

Draft a 3 paragraph description of a place that means a lot to you. Your goal is to show the reader why this place is so special.

List 3 possible places
Choose ONE.
List sensory details you can include in your draft.
(SMELLS  SIGHTS  TASTES  TOUCH/YOUR FEELINGS  SOUNDS)
 

MY ROOM
Hannah’s room
computer room

My choice: MY ROOM!

 
       My room is like my very own, unique, sanctuary. Here, I can sit back, relax, and just think. No worries, fights or enemies to deal with. Just me, myself and I. At the most, maybe a couple of my true friends. This is a place where it’s easy to chill out, and cut a break from all the bad influences in the world.

       Through my beaded curtain, as I walk into my room, the first things I see are all of my posters all over the walls, and the ceiling too! I have a disco light, and a really neat pink traffic light, which has the words: GODDESS, PRINCESS AND ANGEL on it, with a few designs. I also have a blue CD player, by my bed, which plays all my music like I’m at a T.R.L. concert! I also have a mini refrigerator in my room with all kinds of food.... They may not be the healthiest, but they taste great!

       My favorite part of my room is my bed. Usually, I spend a lot of my time here, doing my homework, writing in my diary, or of course, sleeping!! It’s very cozy and extremely comfortable! As I am doing my homework. I smell my mom’s delicious food cooking for dinner. It smells great! My walls are baby blue, my favorite color. The feel of being in my room is like heaven to me! Now, in one part of my room, which is very small, but very important. My neon blue phone. I’m on it ALL THE TIME!! It’s one of my best accessories I have in here. Well, that’s about it. All I can tell you is that my room is like no other. It’s not just OK.... it’s the best. If I could, I would live in this room!!!! Now, my plan for my apartment.... :-)
 

SEE Method:

S: My room is like my sanctuary.
E: My room is like my very own sanctuary.
E: My room is like my very own, unique, sanctuary.

SIMILES:

I have a blue CD player, by my bed, which plays all my CDs like I’m at a T.R.L. concert!

The feel of being in my room is like heaven!

SIGHTS: posters, blue walls, phone, beaded curtain, CD player, mini refrigerator, bed, disco light....

SMELL(s): dinner!

TASTE(s): Food from my mini refrigerator

TOUCH// FEELINGS: Cozy, comfortable bed   My room is like a sanctuary...   Where I can relax, chill out, think, etc....

SOUNDS: music/ CDs

Main Impression: cozy, comfortable bed

 We tried to push out of the roots, but we couldn’t get out. We kept climbing up until we got close to the stem. There was a little tube there that was connected, so we found each other. We discussed how we should get out. We talked for about an hour, and we finally made a decision.

 Our idea was to connect again and push out of the roots together. Something started pushing us, and we got to the flower. We connected, and finally pushed out.

 As we dripped down the petals, we hit the ground and split apart. The clouds absorbed us, and we were back where we started.

 “MY ROCK UNIVERSE”

The earth is a planet a speck in
  the universe. The sun is a lamp
   that lights up the universe.
     The moon is the space
  opal, and the milky way is
    full of Geodes.
               And Mars is a ruby
         that shines like the
                 sun.
And the wishing star is the
 biggest Dimond of space.

            by: Sienna Mae
                   September 14, 1997

Copyright 1997
 ___________________________
 

 
“JUST OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE...”

Violets are Purple
the Sun is yellow
the Snow is white
People are
Peach and tan
and Some are Brown.

- Sienna Mae Heath
Dec. 9, 1995
Pa.

 
Copyright 1995
______________________________________________________
 
 
 
“What is really important is what is inside of you.”
                                                         - Sienna Mae Heath       Jan. 1998
 
 Copyright 1998
 
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 Metamorphic rock-
    Metamorphic rocks are reheated & then cooled again. Some Metamorphic rocks are: Slate, Marble, & Quartzite.
 
 Sedimentary  rock-
    Sedimentary rocks are formed by layers layering over top of each other, & then hardens. Sedimentary rocks are: Sandstone, Shale & Limestone.

 Igneous  rock-
 Igneous rock is formed by it heating up & pushing up & cooling. Some Igneous rocks are Quartz Crystal, Granite, Geode, & Amethyst.

Everyone was alive since the earth was formed. Only in different places. Like Fairy Land, or Heaven,  or any other place. Also when we die if we believe in fairies then you go to Fairyland, but if we are good people & still don’t believe in fairies we go to Heaven. In fairyland you turn into a fairy. In Heaven you turn into an angel. If you’re a fairy you can come back to earth. If you’re an angel I’m not sure if you can come back to earth. Because you deserve to come back & also you can bring more fairies to fairyland, so you can make them believe. I think also you get born again in Heaven & fairyland. We are part fairy & fairies are part human. They have our body parts except for wings. They also come back to help other people be good.

Storyteller- One day two girls were going outside, they were sisters. They believed in fairies.

Serena- Come on Charity! I see a fairy ring!

Charity- Yeah! I see it, right there! (Point to the fairy ring)

Serena- (kneel down and look at the fairy ring) Let’s go to the beck, there’s probably some fairies down there!

Charity- Come on! Let’s go! (Start running)

Serena- Don’t run Charity! (Walk to the beck)

Charity- (stop running) O.K. Now let’s look for fairies!

Ayla- (walk by them) Hey, don’t spend your time there, fairies aren’t real!

Serena- So what! You just don’t believe!

Charity- Yeah, they’re real!

Ayla- Whatever! (Walk away)

Mom- Serena, Charity!

Serena- Quick, get everything jackets, hats! (Get jackets and hats on)

Charity- (Get jackets and hats on) Come on hurry! (Start running)

Serena- (Start running ahead) Hurry Charity!

Mom- (Come to kids) What were you doing?

Charity- Umm. Playing by the beck. (Say it shyly.)

Mom- I told you a thousand times, you can’t go by the beck. You could fall.

Serena- Well, (sigh) O.K.

Mom- Come on home now, you have school tomorrow.

(Serena, Charity, & Mom walk home.)

Charity- Mom, can we go to sleep late?

Mom- No you go to bed at 8:00 tonight. Go to your room, both of you.

Serena- But we can still play in our room, right?

Mom- Yes, of course.

(Serena & Charity go up to your room)

Charity- What should we do here?

Serena- You know I need to talk to you Charity.

Charity- About what?!

Serena- About the fairies. We’ve got to promise not to tell anyone, unless we know they really believe.

Charity- Yes. If we don’t keep it a secret it will all turn out a disaster!

Serena- Yeah, that’s right, that’s why we have to keep it a secret.

Mom- Girls, time for dinner!

(Serena & Charity go to the kitchen)

Charity- What’s for dinner?

Mom- Rice, potatoes,& gravy. (Get dinner for the girls and you)

(Serena, Charity and Mom eat your dinner)

Serena- I’m done! (Look at the clock)

Charity- It’s 7:00! Can we go outside for a little while Mom?

Mom- O.K. For half an hour. I’ll call you back in girls.

Serena- Yes! Thank you Mom!

(Charity & Serena go outside to the beck)

Charity- Come on! Oh, I won’t run this time. (Walk to the beck)

Serena- Good come on! (Walk to the beck)

Charity- Let’s look for fairies!

Serena- Do you know the chant?

(Sing the chant Serena & Charity)

Charity- Hope we find some fairies! (Turn around to look)

Serena- A fairy, look! (Hold your finger out with the fairy)

Charity- Wow! I’m going to name her...

Serena- Wait, I found her, anyway she has a name, her name is (Put your ear to her) Bright Goldie the Queen fairy of gems!

Charity- Wow, she’s beautiful! Ask where’s her tribe?

Serena- O.K. (Put your ear to her) She said they’re coming soon.

Charity- There they are! (Point to the fairies)

Serena- Yeah, come on fairies!

Charity- Wow a fairy, a fairy queen!

Serena- She’s a beautiful queen Charity!

Charity- Yes. Look she’s on my finger!

Serena- What’s her name?

Charity- Let me ask. (Put your ear to her)

Serena- So what’s her name?

Charity- Her name is Ruby!

Serena- But where’s her tribe?

Charity- I need to ask. (Put your ear to her)

Serena- What did she say?

Charity- She said they’re coming.

Serena- Look they are coming! (Point to them)

Charity- Yeah!

Mom- Girls it is time to come in!

Serena- Fairies can you come back tomorrow afternoon?

Charity- Bye!

(Both Serena & Charity stay on stage)

Storyteller- (Walk on stage) Well, that night they went to sleep. Tomorrow was school.

Serena- Wake up Charity! (Shake her) We have to go to school.

Charity- (Wake up) Oh yeah, school!

(Serena & Charity still stay on stage)

Storyteller- (Walk on stage) Meanwhile, they got on the bus and went to class, finally the bell rang, school was over!

Serena- School’s out!

Charity- Get on the bus!

(Serena & Charity get on the bus)

Storyteller- Finally, they were home. They went inside.

Serena- Mom can we go outside?

Mom- O.K. I’ll call you in.

Charity- Thanks Mom!

(Serena & Charity go outside)

Serena- The fairies are waiting!

Charity- They said they want tell us something.

(Put your ear to the fairies)

Serena & Charity- We’re going to fairy land!

 
THE END OF ACT I               STAY TUNED FOR ACT II   SOMETIME AROUND CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!
 
 

Storyteller- Then Ayla walked, by this time she couldn’t believe her  eyes.

Ayla- Oh my gosh are those fairys?!

Serena- Yup, told ya!

Charity- How come you didn’t listen?

Ayla- Well, I don’t know. I believe now!

Serena- Well, Charity I need to tell you something.
      (whisper in her ear)

Serena & Charity- Want to be in our club?

Ayla- Sure!

Charity- Ok, Come on!

Serena- Come see the fairys Ayla!

Ayla- Ok. Come on!
 
 (everyone go to the fairys)

Charity- Do you want to go to fairy land with us Ayla?

Ayla- Yeah, sure!

Serena- Fairys, can you turn us all three into fairys?

Ayla- Thank you so much!

Storyteller- So, the fairys turned them into fairys in just a few seconds!

Serena- We have wings!

Charity- Look at these dresses!

Ayla- Wow look at us!

Serena- Are we flying to fairy land?

Ayla- Wow! Really?!

Charity- Let’s fly!
        (pretend to fly everyone)

Serena- Fairys, lead us to Fairy Land!
       (fly for a few minutes)

Ayla- We’re there!

Charity- Wow! It’s pretty!

Serena- It’s beautiful!

Ayla- It’s wonderful!

Charity- Come on, let’s go!
         (everyone go a little further in Fairy Land)

Serena- Wow, It’s like in my dreams!

Tamara- Welcome! I heard the fairys brought you here.

Ayla- Yes, they are very beautiful!

Serena- Oh, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Serena!

Charity- I’m Charity!

Kayla- I’m Kayla!

Tamara- Well, how long have you believed in fairies?

Serena- Well, Charity & I are sisters we believed since we were two!

Ayla- Well, I just started believing 15 minutes ago! That’s because of Serena & Charity.

Tamra- I better go. Bye!

Charity- Let’s look around!

Serena- Come on! Look! There’s the fairys!

Ayla- They said they’re taking us for a tour of fairy land!

Storyteller- Well, they started the tour & they saw something no one could imagine!

Serena- Woe, look! A fairy palace!

Charity- It’s pretty!

Ayla- It’s beautiful!

Serena- Let’s go inside!
       (everyone go inside the palace)

Charity- Come on!

Ayla- Yeah!

Serena- Wow! Something I could never imagine before!

Ayla- Yes, you said it Serena!

Charity- Yes, it does!

Serena- Look, (point to the other door) at the door there, let’s go inside the room!

Storyteller- so, they went inside & the walls were made out of spider silk!

Ayla & Serena- The walls are made out of spider silk!

Charity- Yeah!

Serena- Where are you going fairys?
(everyone follow the fairys)

Storyteller- So, they went inside the queen fairys bed-room, & found lots of magical objects....

Ayla- Wow, look it’s the fairy’s room!

Serena- Where’s all the magical powers?

Charity- What’s that, fairys?!

(everyone put your ear to the fairys)

Ayla- Oh! The fairys don’t want us to touch anything.

Charity- (Pick up a comb)

Serena- Don’t touch that Charity!

Ayla- Oh, no! Now look what you did!

Charity- Oh. I forgot.

Serena- Charity as your older sister, the fairys told you that?!

Charity- Umm...

Ayla- So.... What did they tell you?

Serena- They told you not to touch anything that’s what!

Charity- Well, ok. (Put the comb back)

Ayla- Fairies, don’t keep her in fairyland, PLEASE!

Charity- Thanks fairys!

Serena- Now remember, don’t touch ANYTHING!

Storyteller- so they went into the living room and again, they found              something wonderful. Although they said they could                touch it!

Ayla- Wow! It’s beautiful!

Charity- Yeah, it does look beautiful!

Serena- Look at those chairs & table with the drinks! Remember          don’t touch, without permission.

Ayla- What was that fairys? (Put your ear to them) Oh! We can sit      down & drink some!

Charity- Thanks fairys! Thank you so much!

(everyone drink some & sit down)

Serena- well fairys, do you have anything else to show us?

(everyone put your ear to the fairys)

Ayla- They said they want to show us some more fairys! Some tiny      fairys!

Charity- Yeah! Come on Girls!

(everyone follow the fairys)

Serena- Look! (point to the little fairys) A mother fairy, & a baby         fairy!

Charity- Yeah! Look Ayla!

Ayla- Wow! They’re small, but beautiful!

Serena- Come on! Let’s have a closer look!

Charity & Ayla- Yeah! Come on!

(everyone go closer to the tiny fairys)

Ayla & Serena- Wow! The mother has gold wings!

Charity- Yeah! she does!

Serena- she has a daisy on her too!

Ayla- Look at the baby, she’s so cute, she’s not even an inch!

Charity- Yeah, she’s so cute!

Serena- what was that?

Ayla- what did she say?

Serena- Sh... what was that fairy mother?! Oh, you want to tell us         your name! Go on!

Charity- what was that?

Ayla- She said her name is Daisy!

Serena- What’s your daughter’s name?

(everyone put you ear to Daisy)

Charity- That’s a pretty name!

Ayla- Yeah!

Serena- Her name is Rose!

Ayla- We better go! Bye!

(everyone say: “Bye”)

Serena- What was that fairys? Oh, some more tiny fairys!

Charity- Yeah! Come on!

Ayla- Yeah! Come on this will be fun!

Storyteller- So they followed the fairys to the place where said the               African fairys are. Finally they were there!

Serena- Wow! Look! There’s the fairys!

Charity- Yeah! Look Ayla!

Ayla- Yeah! Come on girls, let’s go!

Serena- What fairys! Oh! Come on we’re going to meet them!

Ayla- Wow! Way cool, more fairys!

Charity- Yeah!

(everyone go towards the fairys)

Ayla- What was that fairys? Oh! You want us to ask their name!

Charity- Oh!

Serena- Ok. What’s your name mother fairy?

Ayla- Oh! It’s Ruby! What’s your baby’s name?

Charity- Yeah?!

Serena- Oh! It’s Purity! I like that name too!

Charity- Yeah! So do I!

Ayla- Ok., come on! The fairys want to show us something!

Serena- Come on Charity!

Ayla- Yeah, Charity come on!

Charity- Yeah! Come on girls!

Serena- Follow the fairies! There they go!

Charity- Yeah! Come on!

Ayla- Quick, there they go!

(follow the fairies) (curtain close)

Storyteller- So they walked for about a half hour. Finally they came to a fairy party!

(curtain open)

Serena- Wow! Look, some food and drinks!

Charity- Yeah! Come on!

Ayla- Let’s go!

(everyone sit down & eat & drink)

Serena- Mmmm.... That was delicious!

Charity- Yeah!

Ayla- Look! We’re going home!

(everyone go out)

(everyone) Bye! Bye fairys!

Storyteller- (curtain close) So, finally they were home! They had a                wonderful adventure!

Mom- Time for dinner!

Serena- Ok. Mom!

Charity- Coming!
 

Diamond- I’m tiered of being locked up in a store! I want to go back to my home, nature!

Ruby- Yeah, I know.

Crystal- Yeah Diamond I wish we could go back to our family.

Diamond- Maybe Ruby can live with us.

Ruby- Yeah, if we do go home.

Crystal- She’s got a point.

Storyteller- Just then 2 ladies came in the gem store they passed right by them. The gems froze. But the other store on the next road there was a
“ Mineral” store. Two of the minerals were fighting they were Shale and Coal.

Coal- I’m shiny I glitter! Why shouldn’t I be in a gem store?!!!

Shale- So, I look like a raku pot, you look like a little old thing!
Coal- So what you don’t shine!

Storyteller- Back at the gem store another lady walked in, she joined in with the other ladies they looked at the three same gems Diamond, Crystal, and Ruby. The ladies wanted each one of them. The gems heard. The ladies said they would pick the gems up later. While they were talking, they quietly went outside. They went to the mineral store they were closing so when they went out they went in!

( Ruby, Diamond, and Crystal look around the store.)

Ruby- You know now I feel better I think someone could help us escape here , afterall this is a mineral store!

Diamond- You know I don’t think so.

Crystal- Hey, Diamond we’ve been here before, we came here and then we went to the gem store and met Ruby!

Storyteller- Well, the reason Diamond and Crystal were here once is because Diamonds start out as Coal! The Crystals can be Gems and Minerals both! But, lets get back to the story.

Shale-(whisper)Who’s that?

Coal- (yell) I don’t know!

Ruby- Hey, who’s that?

Coal- ME!

Crystal- Turn, on the light, someone!

Shale-(turn on the light)  Ok! I’m Shale!

Diamond- (look down) Oh, hi. (look up) Oh, HI!

Ruby- Well Diamond, you said that no one could help us, huh?!

Diamond- Yes, I said that. Well I was wrong!

Crystal- ( Point to Coal) Who’s that?

Coal- I’m Coal! Now tell me who’s pretty, Shale or ME!

Crystal- ( just roll your eyes and ignore.)

Ruby- Well, we better go to sleep, goodnight!

(Everyone say) goodnight! ( pretend you’re asleep everyone.)

Storyteller- They went to sleep, & when they got up the workers just came in, but no, a lady came in the store & she looked at Ruby! When she was about to pick up the Ruby , the hurricane came & blasted her out of the store! All the gems & minerals went in the hurricane!

Diamond- Where’s Crystal?!

Crystal- Here!

Ruby- There you are!

Shale- I think the twister stopping!

Storyteller- Suddenly, the hurricane stopped. They got outside. But the twister stopped at Diamond & Crystal’s home!

Diamond- There’s our home, Crystal!

Crystal- YEAH!

Ruby- Can even Coal & Shale come too?

Diamond- We have to ask our Mom. Come on!

Storyteller- Their Mom said Ruby, Shale, & Coal could stay, & they had dinner. They lived happily ever after.
 

One day Hannah Hotz & I were taking a walk, Hannah needed to go to the bathroom so we stopped at a place, we went inside. So, I waited a long time, but she didn’t come! I walked out. A girl there asked if I wanted to go to the new library down the block. I said that I had to go back to the studio. So, I walked back. In a few minutes I saw Hannah coming, she has brought a twin sister of me, & a twin sister of her! So, we all sat down & talked.

When she (my twin sister) was about to say her name (which started with a S) I woke up!

P.S. My twin sister & I had a red shirt, black vest, & black skirt. It was a little velvety & a little rough! I had black sandals. At first I thought my twin sister was me! Then I realized it was my twin. I wish I had a twin sister! I was a little surprised & it felt weird when I saw my twin coming.

Anastasia- aren’t you having fun Anita?

Anita- Yeah! Can we stop here? I need to go to the bathroom.

Anastasia- Ok. I’ll wait inside.

(curtain close)

Storyteller- So, I waited for a long time, but she wouldn’t come. so went out to go back. A girl asked me about a new library close by. I told her I had to go, & I went home. In a few minutes Anita came with a twin sister of me & a twin sister of her!

(curtain open)

Anastasia Hello! I’m Anastasia! What’s your name?

(curtain close)

Storyteller- Then, when she was about to say her name, I woke up!  So, I got up to get ready to go outside.
 
(curtain open)

(go in front of the dresser & mirror & start combing my hair)
 

Sapphire- Hello! How are you doing?

Anastasia- (Shake your head) Are you real? Who are you?

Sapphire- I’m your....

Anastasia- You’re my twin sister!

Sapphire- Yeah! You’re right! How did you know?!

Anastasia- Well, I had a dream that I was taking a walk with my step-sister Anita, she stopped to go to the bathroom. She wouldn’t come out for a long time. so, I went out to go back. When I got back, in a few minutes she came back with you & her twin!

Sapphire- Well, I see! That’s cool! (push the mirror)

Anastasia- Hey you want to get out, don’t you?!

Sapphire- Yeah, I want to really experience being with you.

Anastasia- Well, let me try to pull you out!

Anastasia- Go under the mirror & give me your hand!

Sapphire- (try to get out.) I can’t get out!

Anastasia- Well, we’ll try again. Hey what’s your name? I’m Anastasia!

Sapphire- I’m sapphire! Oh, you have to meet someone!

Anastasia- Who, a sister?

Sapphire- Yeah! A little sister!

Anastasia- Is she coming?

Sapphire- she’s shy.

Anastasia- It’s getting late. We better go to bed, good-night!

Sapphire- Goodnight!

(curtain close)

Storyteller- Well, we went to sleep. Tomorrow was an exciting day.

(curtain open)

Sapphire- (knock on the mirror)

Anastasia- (come on stage) Hey are you trying to get out again?

Sapphire- Yeah, put me out & our little sister too!

Anastasia- Ok! I will! (Pull them out through the bottom)

Sapphire- (hug Anastasia) Oh my gosh! I can’t believe it!

Anastasia & Sapphire - It’s a miracle!

Anastasia- It’s amazing!

Sapphire- Oh! (bring Ariel) This is Aries! Our little sister!

Anastasia- Hello Ariel! I’m Anastasia!

Ariel- Yup, yup, yup, I’m Ariel! Hello!

(Phone sound)

Anastasia- Quite. I’ll get the phone. (get the phone) Hello! Oh, Hi! What do you want? Umm.... Come over here now?! Well, come in half an hour. (Put the phone down)

Sapphire- who was it?

Ariel- Yeah, who was it?

Anastasia- It was my step-sister, she’s coming over in a half hour.

Sapphire- Well, where are we going to go?!

Ariel- We have to hide!

Anastasia- Can you get back in the mirror?!

Sapphire- Maybe we can!

Ariel- Let’s try!

Anastasia- Yeah! That’s a good idea Sapphire!

(push them in the mirror.) There now she’s at the door, go in another room in there.

(curtain close)

Storyteller- so I opened the door & she came in.

(curtain open)

Anita- Hi, what’s new Anastasia?

Anastasia- Oh, nothing really.

Anita- Oh, ok.

Anastaisa- So, why did you want to come here anyway?

Anita- Oh, talk.

Anastasia- Oh, I had this dream, we were taking a walk and you stopped to go to the bathroom, but you wouldn’t come so I went to the studio. Then...

Anita- What else Anastasia?

Anastasia- Oh. I don’t remember, but I remember that it was something exciting!

(Sapphire- Peek under the fabric)

(Anastasia- Put the fabric down)

Anita- Hey, who was that?

Anastasia- What? I don’t see anything?

Ariel- (Peek through the fabric)

Anita- Look! (point to the mirror)

Anastasia- What are you seeing?

Anita- I saw two kids peeking out!

Anastasia- Oh. well, they are.... Ok, they’re my twin & sister. Come out now you two!

Anita- Oh my gosh!

Ariel- I’m Ariel!

Sapphire- I’m Sapphire her twin! She’s our little sister!

Anastasia- Well, this is Anita my step-sister! (point to her)

Sapphire- Hello!

Ariel- Hi!

Anita- It’s so impossible, but real!

Anastasia- So, since we’re all sisters, let’s do some things together!

Sapphire- Yeah, that’s a good idea!

Ariel- Yeah! It is!

Anita- What should we do?

Anastasia- Well, let’s just think of ideas for a big adventure!

Sapphire- Yeah! that’s a good idea, now let’s think.

(everyone) Hmmm...

(curtain close)

Storyteller- So they thought for an adventure to do together. They thought, and thought, and thought, finally, the twins thought of an idea!

(curtain open)

Anastasia & Sapphire- I know we’ll switch places!

Anastasia- Yeah! We can go in the mirror with someone to show  them with a person to lead us, and show us thing too!

Ariel- Yeah! That’s an idea!

Anita- Yeah! It’s a good one!

Sapphire- I’ll lead you Anastasia! You & Ariel go together! We’ll go in the mirror 1st.

Ariel & Anita- Yeah! Ok!

Anita- Then, we’ll switch!

Anastasia- Come on! Let’s go sapphire!
 
(Sapphire & Anastasia go under the other side of the mirror.)

(curtain close)

(twin come back out & Ariel & Anita go off stage.)

Storyteller- So they switched to where they decided to go. They were very excited. The twins Anastasia & Sapphire started the tour.

(curtain open)

Anastasia- Wow! It’s just like where I live! It’s...

Sapphire- (take the locket out) Look, I found this picture on my desk when I come home one day.

Anastasia- Sapphire I think it’s so amazing! What came up in just  two or three days. (open the locket) Look.

Sapphire & Anastasia- (smile & hug each other)

Sapphire- I think this is so unreal. I thought I would never ever have a twin.

Anastasia- So did I. (hug Sapphire)

(curtain close)

Storyteller- Meanwhile, the other girls Anita & Ariel had a more simple journey through the new world. So far it was still good though.

(curtain open)

Anita- Well, this is where Anastasia & I live, a new world for you.

Ariel- Yeah, it is! It’s just like where I live!

Anita- This is the mirror you can communicate with them on the other side.

Ariel- Oh! Cool, I guess it is!

Storyteller- Back where Anastasia & Sapphire were, they were discovering something else! The secret of how they could communicate from the mirrors!

(curtain open)

Anastasia- Oh, (pick up paper) where’s the garbage can?

Sapphire- What? What does it say? (get the paper & read it)

Sapphire & Anastasia- Oh my gosh!

Sapphire- This is weird!

Anastasia- It says THE SECRET TO THE MIRROR.

Sapphire- This is so, so, so weird!

Anastasia- (pick up the other paper) Look! (put the pieces together)    Oh gosh. This is...

Anastasia & Sapphire- So, so, so, so, so, weird!

Sapphire- And exciting!

Anastasia- Let’s read it!

Anastasia & Sapphire- THE SECRET TO THE MIRROR.

Sapphire- Oh my!

Anastasia- The way to break this spell is to...

Sapphire- Hey, what else?!

Anastasia- Well, it says you have to find the whole clay tablet, and  you’ll find the answer.

Sapphire- Let’s go tell them!

(go under & when curtain close come out)

(curtain close)

Storyteller- So they sent to tell them what they found. They all couldn’t believe it!

(Anita & Ariel come on stage behind the curtain)

(curtain open)

Anastasia- Anita, Ariel! Come look!

(come & see Anita & Ariel)

Sapphire- Yeah! Come on!

Anastasia- Look you two.

(open your lockets)

Anita- Yeah?! What?

Sapphire- (look at Anastasia)

Anastasia- We found them one time. We put them in lockets.

Sapphire- Yeah. Did you find anything cool too?

Ariel- Oh! Umm....No.

Anastasia- We also have to find the clay tablet to break the spell so we all can be together.

Sapphire- Yeah! So what are you waiting for?! Come on!

Anita- How are we going to find it?!

Ariel- Yeah!! How are we going to find it?

Anastasia- Hmmm.... Let’s think. We have to find it!

(everyone) Hmmm...

Sapphire- Oh, I don’t know. Come on let’s...

Anastaisia- Look! A clay tablet!

Ariel- Yeah!!!

Anita- Let’s go on the other side & get it!

Sapphire- Come on!

(curtain close)

Storyteller- So they went to the other side & got the clay tablet. But  there was going to be much excitement.

(open curtain)

Anastasia- Look! We all have a piece!

Sapphire- Yeah!

Anastasia- Let’s put them together!

(everyone put their piece together)

(Everyone) Broken tablet, Broken spell. Now you’re together. Now you all DWELL.

Ariel- What does dwell mean Sapphire?

Sapphire- It means that we can all be here together!

Anastasia- I’m going to write a story about this.

(everyone except Anastasia go off stage)

Anastasia- And that’s what you’re all saw now.

(everyone come on stage & bow)

(curtain close)

Storyteller- And they lived happily ever after.
 

 Then they saw on their way out of the hospital a geode 5 feet wide and 5 feet tall! It was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple! Then a baby horse came along that had colors like the Geode! The horse liked them. Then the horse turned into a Geode! They carried the two geodes into the jet. They saw a big Amethyst and carried it into the jet.
 But the jet broke. OH! NO! said everybody. Together they made an idea; it was to make a jet out of rocks!
 The geode became the engine. The crystal became the jet body. And...and...and...they cut the  amethyst in half for wings.
 “What about the propellers?” said Sienna. “Let’s go find a rock. How about Galena?” I know what it  looks like,” said Sienna. “OK” said everyone.
 While they were walking, they saw the rock Galena! It was perfect! It was 4 feet tall, and 4 feet wide! They carried it back to the jet that was not finished.
 Then they put the propellers and ( Galena) on. They flew off, through Arkansas, Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, and Ohio and finally Pen Argyl!
 “We are home!” they cried. They all had fun showing the rocks (the jet) and having the birthday party!