Abajub! Digi-Mag

Here is an update on the upcoming new digital companion to BAZOOF! magazine called Abajub!

Well, this has been a very fun and learning process, putting together BAZOOF!’s first digi-mag. It has taken longer to complete than expected but will be well worth the wait! Presently production time is being dedicated to preparing BAZOOF! #61, and then back at Abajub!

The first copy will be FREE to everyone and will launch November 15th, 2017.

Abajub is a custom designed digi-mag to be read on a tablet or phone. It carries the same themes as BAZOOF! being: Live Healthy. Build Character. Express Yourself. but will have some new twists and a different feel!

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Fate

by Sabrina, Age 11

A mote of golden pollen tickles my nose
like a firefly through cherry blossoms,
still, as if stuck in honey,
swishing left and right, like feathers,
silvered and transformed by the moon,
which hangs like a great luminous pearl
in the center of a sky dazzled by
birthstone-blue stars, Continue reading

Blake’s Situation #4

Situation: Glad to see everybody here! I’m Blake and if you’re new, this is where we talk about what to do in different situations. It’s a lot of fun, and can be very helpful. Often things happen very quickly and we don’t have a lot of time to think. My pages are to help you be prepared to know what to do. What would you do if you were standing alone at a bus stop or a street corner, and a stranger pulled up in a vehicle. They motion to you that they want to speak to you or start being friendly towards you. What would be the right choice or the wrong choice, and why? Continue reading

BAZOOF! #60

Issue #60 is at the printers and will be mailed Friday, August 4th!

Inside you’ll find some back-to-school fun! Enjoy a youth story about Bobo Doggo, the pencil, and his crazy life in Room 207. Written by Noah, Age 8. Have you ever seen a real jelly fish? Matthew, Age 14, tells his true story about his experience with a jelly fish on a family trip to the beach.  Continue reading

Map Hints

If you’re looking for a few hints to help you find items on the map in Issue #60, you’ve come to the right place! Hopefully you can check them all off.

McMelon Elementary – large school just below the GALAXY BURGERS billboard

Grandma M’s Garden – bottom right corner

Hat Boutique – this building got cut off unfortunately, the map is bigger than what was printed in the magazine; but you can barely see the ON TOP sign at the very bottom that’s slightly to the right of the centre Continue reading

Memories of Scratchy

by TeLeni Koochin

I knew I always wanted to be a mom. Growing up in a family with seven children, I never saw life complete any other way. Even being a parent this long, I can still feel sometimes like I’m just playing  house— especially when I hear the clothes dryer going, the lawn mover humming outside, or the smell of mop water as I’m cleaning floors. Continue reading

Saving Brownie

“I love dogs, and do whatever I can to help them. So even though this story isn’t based on an actual experience, that is where it came from.” Anousha, Age 10

I hear whimpering come from behind a bush. I peek behind the bush and laying there is a wounded she-dog. I take the injured dog in my hands. She is not very heavy. I can tell that she is underweight because her ribs are poking out from under her. Even though I am lost, I can’t just leave an injured dog in the forest to die!

I see a sign up ahead. With the dog in my arms, I run to the sign. It says Trail Exit Up Ahead, with an arrow pointing the direction to go. I follow the arrow until I am at the exit. I see a town with lots of little homes, and just my luck—a pet hospital right next to the pet store. I rush in the direction of the pet hospital, which is not very far away. Continue reading

Splinter Wood

by Samuel, Age 13

Scratched.
Bruised.
On a branch.
Staring down.
Long way down.
Hands gripped with fear, on a so small stick,
to a so tall heap of splinters,
digging in my limbs.
Splintering, screeching, on a stick,
so slick with sweat.
Crunching, cracking, from above.
Chipping, crackling, as I glance up.
Crashing, clashing, into me,
a stick of splintering wood.

More scratched,
more bruised,
dangling down.
Stick of splinters,
is on the ground.
As its crash resounds, I still hang on.
The falling leaves,
laughing me.
I’m slowly, barely, sliding down.
Holding, grasping, for dear life.
Splinters cutting me,
like a knife.
Days later, at least it seems,
So
Green,
Soft,
Ground,
has rescued me.
Stick of Splintering Wood,
staring me, yet
harmless now.
Happy that I am being
sat down
By
The
Ground.


Capturing a Moment

In this poem, Samuel really captures a moment that perhaps he has experienced before. He explores many emotions one could have from falling helpless to the ground from a broken tree branch. Does his poem inspire you to write a poem yourself? It could be about flying a kite, fishing, sleeping on a dock, hiking on a trail, riding a bike, or another idea you have. You could even send your poem to B! by visiting submit.