Today's poem is about the Fall season - "Now why do we call it Fall anyway? Is it all the falling leaves?" "Not just the leaves. The season ITSELF falls faster than falling walnuts and apples!" "Oooh! Don't forget pumpkins and corn! And Turkeys! And leftover Halloween Candy!" "STOP, you're making me hungrier than a hibernating bear!" Yes, yes, settle down now... The fall season is rich in both flavors AND outdoor colors, making it arguably the most beautiful season of

Did you know that The Poptropica once showcased one of Robert Frost's poems in their Creator's Blog of old? ...This poem was "Fire and Ice", and this is how it goes... ------------------------------------------------------------------ Fire And Ice - By Robert Frost, 1923 Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruct

Third time's the charm.  Here's Spike, finding a mailbox.  He hatches a brilliant plan and sticks a stamp on himself somewhere... Mission Accomplished! All that's left to do now is wait for the mailman to pick him up and mail him off to the WW1 Ace's new home.

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace's brother Spike, going to the sandy bus stop. If his brother can take the bus out of the desert, so can he. ...But after 2 hours of waiting, he realizes he has no ticket.  And as Thoreau once said, it is faster to walk 30 miles than it is to gain a ticket for a 30 mile train ride. On to plan C.

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace's brother Spike, drawing up a map in the sand so he can travel to his brother's new home.  But the wind blows away his drawing in the sand before he can read it... Oops! I forgot how often the wind blows here in the desert. Good thing I've got a plan B.

Reconstruction is complete! ...Welcome to the brand-new, remodeled Pop Fan Kids website! ...Has it been 1 month already? This website has come a long way. ...Though in that month, my tour guide post became outdated, as some of the website sections within have changed. But perhaps it still has some useful information anyway... https://popfankids.wixsite.com/pop-fan-kids/post/the-official-pop-fan-kids-tour-guide-part-1 ...To think how much different this is than the Pop Fa

Hey! What's going on with this website NOW? Don't fret, visitors! We're doing some more remodeling, and this time, we are determined to...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace, finding his brother at last. After he told Spike all about his journey, he told him that he has been drafted...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace discovering a new river; not one of water, but one of rocks! But as a veteran river crosser, he feels even a...

Here's the WW1 flying ace on his way to see Spike.  His war crisis is averted, but he's not out of the desert yet. 10 days in the heat of...

Here's the WW1 flying ace, arriving safely to the border wall.  Luckily for him there are no guards stationed there, so he climbs that...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace, blending in with his surroundings like a ninja. Quickly and quietly, he dashes from hiding place to hiding...

Here's the WW1 Flying ace, back on the road to his brother Spike. Few gunshots have been heard the past few days, and zero calls have...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace, resting his bruised body on a bush until he's well enough to keep walking.  He'll sleep on this bush until...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace approaching a war trench.  He and Spike used to sneak through them when they were on the run from the Red...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace wishing he remembered to bring a map!  ...The desert is much more lush than he remembered, making Spike's...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace, running for his life through the sagebrush for hours ... ...And HOURS... Looking for his brother Spike. If...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace, trapped in a new enemy territory. As he navigates hiding places high and low, he ponders when the enemy had...

Here's the WW1 Flying Ace on the road to visit Spike once again.  He has just been called to a new Aerodrome from far away, but he has...

Me:   Hey, Francis!  Summer went by fast, didn't it? Francis:   I'll say!  But it was great!  Ephraim University's poetry club-  I mean...