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by Venkat K.
California, KQED
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The Magical Crayon
Once there was a boy named Charlie in Fremont, California. He was seven years old and loved to draw.
One day while playing in meadows he found a crayon. He took it home. It was a magical crayon. Whatever it drew would become real! But Charlie did not know that.
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