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Students Hatcher and Jones are winners in state competition

The Kentucky Federation of Women's Clubs recently sponsored a short story and poetry writing contest for school-age children. Students from the Adair County school system were chosen by their teachers to represent the Columbia Woman's Club.

Shelby Hatcher, the daughter of Gary and Terri Hatcher, finished second place in state competition in the poetry category, grades 4-6.

Kelly Jones, the daughter of Barry and Patty Jones, finished first place in state competition in the short story category, grades 4-6. First place finishers also received a $25.00 check.

Click the story title to read the award winning poem and short story.




Midnight River
A poem by Shelby Hatcher
Midnight River rapidly flows,
Grassy strings touch the midnight waters.
Gold fish tries to run up stream,
The current is too strong.
The copper stars and the silver moon,
All looking at the river.
I could hear the little fish jumping,
With freedom.
Long and wide the river flows,
As far as the eye can see.
River so silky,
Flows with pride.
The river smiles at me,
And I smile back.
All things are free,
And so am I.


Dream Danger
Dream Destination: The Alamo

(A Historical Fantasy) by Kelly Jones

It was just another cold, rainy day. Kelly and her dachshund Bogart, were sitting on the couch staring out into the dull rain. Her Labrador retriever, Katie, was staring through the living room window at them. I wish that something would happen", Kelly said with a sigh.

Just then Bogart scratched his neck and then he lay down, looking into the rain with his deep, lazy, brown eyes. "I meant something exciting", Kelly said annoyingly. Suddenly Katie jumped up onto the window and stared right at Kelly.

"I don't suppose that you have any idea of what to do," Kelly said staring back at Katie. But Katie just tilted her head sadly as if to say, "I've got nothing". So Kelly laid her head down on the pillow next to Bogart, and slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, the sound of voices woke up Kelly. As she got up, Katie on one side of her and Bogart on the other, Kelly looked around and noticed that she wasn't on her couch in the living room any more. Instead, she was on a dirt floor.

"Where am I?" Kelly said, very confused. Suddenly, Kelly heard the one thing that she thought she would never hear, "I have no idea." Her DOG Bogart said!!!!! "Me either." Her DOG Katie SAID!!!!! Kelly looked at both Bogart and Katie astonished!!! "Bogart, Katie, you can TALK!!!!!!!" Kelly said with amazement. Just then, a very tall man stood right in front of them all. "Who are you?" the tall man asked carefully.





"I'm Kelly, and these two are my dogs, Bogart and Katie", she said, just as carefully as the tall man had spoken. Just then, as the sun came in, Kelly got a much better view of the man. The man wore a coonskin hat and had a rifle strapped on his back. Kelly finally knew who the man was, the man was Davy Crockett!!!

"You-you-you're Davy Crockett!" Kelly said with astonishment. "I can't believe it!" Kelly thought in her mind. "Davy Crockett is talking to me, and I didn't even brush my hair! Good thing I at least chose to wear my Texas shirt today!"

"What did you say that you're name is again?" Davy Crockett asked.

"Kelly, Kelly Jones." Kelly said astonished that she was talking to the one and only Davy Crockett!!!!

"Yes and how did you get here? Because I don't remember no young'n named Kelly 'round here, and I know every kid here in the Alamo," said Davy Crockett. Those were the words that shocked Kelly.

"Th-th-the Alamo, did you say, the Alamo?" Kelly said hardly able to speak. "You mean the one in San Antonio, Texas....the one made famous in the Texas Revolution?"

"Sure did, that very one." Davy Crockett said much calmer than earlier. "You're not from here, are you?" he said.

"No sir!" Kelly said. "I'm not even from this year!"

"What?" Davy Crockett said very, very confused.

"I'm really from the year 2008, but I sure do "Remember the Alamo!" Kelly said with a knowing smile.

"Remember what? Remember, I just got here!" Davy Crockett joked.

"Kelly laughed, "That's funny Mr. Crockett!"

"Well, Miss Jones, welcome to Texas and the year 1836", crowed Davy. "And, Kelly, please call me Davy!" "Yes sir!" Kelly said with honor.

"Say, I have come down here to help out these Texans with a big battle. Maybe you and your dogs could help us out." Davy Crockett asked.

"You mean risk my life to try and stop something that is impossible to change?" Kelly asked.

"Pretty much" Davy said.

"Cool, I'm in!" Kelly said.

"Hey, what about us?" Bogart and Katie both asked.

"Sure we can use all of the help we can get", Davy said. "But it might turn into a real DOG FIGHT!" Davy said jokingly.

After a few minutes of laughing, a different man came running up to them with a very worried look on his face. "Davy!" the man said. Kelly suddenly noticed the man from her history books as Colonel William Travis! "The Mexicans just hoisted their red flag!" Now, all of them exchanged the same worried look that the man had earlier.

"Surrender or Die!" Kelly gasped.

"Don't worry Travis, we'll give them an answer that they won't soon forget, Fire the cannons!!!!!!!!" commanded Crockett.

Soon after that, cannons started going off towards the red flag in the distance. "Ok, if we're going to fight, you need the proper clothes for this time. We don't want any one getting suspicious about you, your dogs too, if they want too."

"Of course we do!!!" Bogart and Katie said ecstatically together.

Davy quickly grabbed some animal skin clothing, along with flasks, guns and ammunition for each of them. Before they knew it they were in the middle of the fight of their lives....a battle to save the Alamo and defend Texas against the Mexican army.

Kelly couldn't believe it; she was fighting the battle of the Alamo with Davy Crockett and Colonel William Travis! Not to mention that her two dogs were wearing coonskin hats and were shooting guns! "This just has to be a dream," Kelly thought. But every time she pinched her arm, nothing would happen. So finally, Kelly stopped pinching all the time, and started fighting more because she knew that they needed all the help they could get. Suddenly, there was a big boom.

"Look out!!!" Davy yelled. Then he pushed Kelly and the dogs out of the way as a gigantic explosion came right after.

"What was that?" Bogart, Katie and Kelly said at the same time.

"Looks like Santa Anna saw you three and tried to kill you since you seemed like the weakest ones." Davy said. Suddenly Kelly saw Col. Travis running up to them.

"I heard a boom, and I was all the way back at the south brackets!" Travis said.

"Santa Anna saw us and fired the cannons" Katie said annoyed.

"I see," Travis said, not seeming to notice that Katie was a dog. "Then I say that we have a meeting tonight."

"But what if they fight tonight as well?" Davy Crockett asked. Don't worry," Kelly said. "They won't." Col. Travis looked at Davy and shrugged.

That night, the meeting took place. Travis drew a line in the sand with a stick. "Whoever wants to help us win, cross this line," Travis said. Kelly, Katie and Bogart were the first to cross the line. After a few moments, all but one man crossed the line.

"I'm sorry," the man said. "I just can't do it." "It's alright," Travis said.

Then, as the man left, Bogart looked up Kelly and said, "Do the Texans win? Does the Alamo survive?" Kelly went down to Bogart's height, and slowly shook her head no. Bogart said, "Well it might be up to us to change that."

"If only we could Bogart, if only we could," sighed Kelly. "I am afraid that if we did anything to change this piece of history, it might change the future forever....I think we should leave things as they are and help in anyway we can."

From that moment on Bogart and Katie sprang into action. As Kelly grabbed her musket and began to fight, Bogart carried wet cloths and bandages to the wounded.

Katie ran over to guard the men until Bogart could get to them. She was even seen licking the wounds of few of the men. Kelly remembered her father always telling her that dog's lick can heal a wound faster.

They watched men battle day in and day out for twelve long days. At this time the walls of the Alamo were crumbling, they had little food and the men who were still alive were exhausted. Just when the men thought they could take no more and that surrender was their only hope, Santa Anna's men charged the Alamo. It was a fierce battle. Kelly saw Col. Travis fall quickly. She, Bogart and Katie fought alongside Davy. They were tired, hungry, and very scared.

"Remember the Alamo!!!" Davy's voice bellowed through the gun shots. A loud blast from Davy's long rifle startled her. She squeezed her eyes tight. As she shut them, she saw Davy give something to Bogart. When she opened them she was surprised to see Bogart sound asleep on her stomach and Katie staring at her through the living room window. "Was this all a dream? Had the three of them really been there at the Alamo?" she wondered.

Kelly looked around the room. Beside her lay the book she had gotten on her trip to the Alamo in San Antonio just a couple of years ago. The calendar on the wall let her know that the date was March 6, 2008, exactly 172 years after the fall of the Alamo. She scratched her head in confusion. At first, she was at the Alamo, now she's home! "This is too weird." Kelly said. Kelly remembered seeing Davy give Bogart something.

Just then Bogart looked up at her, on his head a coonskin hat, and a note. Kelly picked up the note and read it. "Remember the Alamo!!!" Kelly said copying the words on the note. Then Kelly looked up at the sky and saluted. Then once again she said, "Remember the Alamo", and she always did.



THE END






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Winners in State Poetry and Short Story Competition



2009-05-18 - Photo Diane Eastham. Shelby Hatcher,(left) the daughter of Gary and Terri Hatcher, finished second place in state competition in the poetry category, grades 4-6. Kelly Jones, (right) the daughter of Barry and Patty Jones, finished first place in state competition in the short story category, grades 4-6.
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