Holes to China
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Holes to China
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People gathered at the Johnson Geo Centre in St. John's for the announcement of the winners of the 2009 Cuffer Prize.
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Russell Wangersky, The Telegram's Editorial Page Editor and one of the Cuffer Prize judges, addresses the crowd.
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" title=" Josh Pennell, first-place winner in last year's Cuffer Prize competition, reads from his story, "The Last Haiku," which is featured in "The Cuffer Anthology," now available in bookstores. " />
Josh Pennell, first-place winner in last year's Cuffer Prize competition, reads from his story, "The Last Haiku," which is featured in "The Cuffer Anthology," now available in bookstores.
Holes to China
" title=" Josh Pennell, first-place winner in last year's Cuffer Prize competition, reads from his story, "The Last Haiku," which is featured in "The Cuffer Anthology," now available in bookstores. " />
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" title=" The Telegram's story editor Pam Frampton, and editor of the "The Cuffer Anthology," the short story collection created from entries to last year's Cuffer Prize competition, speaks during the event.
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The Telegram's story editor Pam Frampton, and editor of the "The Cuffer Anthology," the short story collection created from entries to last year's Cuffer Prize competition, speaks during the event.
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Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey encourages writers to start working on their stories for the 2010 Cuffer Prize competition.
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" title=" Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the third place award to Josh Pennell of St. John's for "Songs My Grandfather Taught Me." Creative Publishing editor and marketing director Donna Francis reads at the podium. " />
Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the third place award to Josh Pennell of St. John's for "Songs My Grandfather Taught Me." Creative Publishing editor and marketing director Donna Francis reads at the podium.
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Creative Publishing editor and marketing director Donna Francis addresses the audience at the Johnson Geo Centre during the event.
" title=" The Telegram's story editor Pam Frampton, and editor of the "The Cuffer Anthology," the short story collection created from entries to last year's Cuffer Prize competition, speaks during the event.
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" title=" Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the third place award to Josh Pennell of St. John's for "Songs My Grandfather Taught Me." Creative Publishing editor and marketing director Donna Francis reads at the podium. " />
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" title=" Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the second place award to Jillian Butler of St. John's for "The Fairest Season." " />
Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the second place award to Jillian Butler of St. John's for "The Fairest Season."
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" title=" Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the first place award to Chad Pelley for "Holes to China." " />
Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the first place award to Chad Pelley for "Holes to China."
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" title=" The Telegram's story editor Pam Frampton, and editor of the "The Cuffer Anthology," discusses the event with award winners Chad Pelley and Jillian Butler. " />
The Telegram's story editor Pam Frampton, and editor of the "The Cuffer Anthology," discusses the event with award winners Chad Pelley and Jillian Butler.
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Holes to China
" title=" Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the second place award to Jillian Butler of St. John's for "The Fairest Season." " />
" title=" Telegram publisher Charlie Stacey presents the first place award to Chad Pelley for "Holes to China." " />
" title=" The Telegram's story editor Pam Frampton, and editor of the "The Cuffer Anthology," discusses the event with award winners Chad Pelley and Jillian Butler. " />
Holes to China
I heard China was down there and I wanted to believe it, because I had to believe in something that week.
Anything.
Five foot four and a heavy breather. Smoked cigarettes. Wore a plain red baseball hat, which is not something you see many 50-year-olds doing. I could say he was bald on top with a halo of grey hair, too, but it wouldn't matter. What mattered was that he never told me China wasn't down there. He let me believe it for a week. I'd get home from school, walk right through the house, out the back door, and just start digging. Half the time I still had my blue-and-red bookbag on. Blue bag with red zippers. I heard China was down there and I wanted to believe it, because I had to believe in something that week. Anything. So I dug. For hours. With a little red plastic shovel that rocks and hard patches more or less bit pieces out of. The edges of the red plastic were jagged, scuffed white, and when the handle cracked, tape wouldn't hold it back together. So Ted, the red-hatted neighbour, lent me his gardening tools and promised me a shovel when I got in deep enough. And when I got even deeper, his headlamp, so long as I promised to grab him a few fortune cookies while I was down there.
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