Creativity Corner

September 11 By Adam, 11 Colina Middle School Thousand Oaks On Sept. 11, 2001, We lost two towers But united as one. The sky filled with black When the towers fell down, The air filled with sadness In every city and town. This cowardly act By treacherous fools Affected the nation And even the schools. * Waiting for Harry By Noah, 11 Franklin Avenue Elementary Los Angeles I was on pins and needles waiting, waiting, waiting.

My Little Piano By Zane, 7 Balboa Elementary Northridge When I play my piano, I'm filled with joy. The sound is pretty, It's my best toy. I like the songs, I like to staccato, I practice each day, That is my motto. The keys are soft, The height is just right, The piano's my love, My mind just takes flight. * I Would Like ... By Emily, 10 Valley View Elementary Hollywood I want to earn an award For something very great. Maybe even two or more, What about even eight!

This week, an enhanced Kids' Reading Room on Sundays replaces the Monday through Friday page. The expanded section runs inside Comics I on Sundays, a day when more parents have time to share the page with their children. Visit latimes.com/kids for daily extras, including the Learning Link, and to print out the weekly children's story.

Fountain maker: An article in Business on Sunday about Mark Fuller said his project for the Bellagio hotel in Las Vegas amounted to $2.7 million. His firm's contract was for $27 million. Kids' Reading Room: In the March 7 Kids' Reading Room, a review of the book "Friends" by Helme Heine appeared in Creativity Corner, a column of original writings by young readers. It should have appeared in Kids' Book Reviews. Classic Hollywood: The Classic Hollywood column in Wednesday's Calendar said that "The Goldbergs: The Ultimate Goldbergs" DVD set was available only on the Shout!

A week before Mother's Day, Ms. Bidwell announced the essay contest for Mother of the Year. She passed out paper and pencils. Katy Keene was stumped. What could she write? Her mother was the queen of mean! Katy chewed on her pencil and sucked the eraser. (Which her mother would never allow.) She got an idea. Her eyes squinted, and her lips curled. Scribble, scrabble, scribble, her pencil almost flew! When the bell rang, Katy was still writing. Ms. Bidwell let her take the essay home. Katy wrote before setting the table and after drying the dishes.

When Paul Cummins looked at a rat-infested garage in an industrial area of Santa Monica a few years ago, he envisioned a library. When he drove by an abandoned mini-mall near Belmont High School, he saw a charter school for inner-city children. And when Cummins walked through obsolete aerospace buildings from the 1960s, he saw classrooms for kindergartners.