to my sister, Siwon

also to my cousin, Hyunsuh

and my family, waiting for this book.

In the winter season far, far away in BC,Canada, everything was white. All snowy white, gray and black. there was a alley filled with snow. vehicles zoomed by, only leaving tire marks. People dressed in white and black walked gloomily in the brightly-lit streets.

Beep. Beep. Its 6 a.m. in the morning. Beep. BEEP! someone buried in sky-blue blankets groaned like a zombie. A nimble hand reached out and shut off the alarm.

Tom pushed off his blankets and sat up on his bed. Tom was a average 5th Grader and with a amazing talent of art. He was all skin and bones. His face was oval-shaped and his eyes looked more Asian.

He looked around his room filled with beautiful paintings framed and hanged; half finished paintings on his desk; also some gigantic boxes of paint.

If there was one goal Tom would love to achieve was to be 1st in the Great Nockingbird Competition.

Mr. Nockingbird was the most famous artist of the town of Springday. He can use watercolour, Acrylic, ash, pencil and pens to paint or sketch many of his masterpieces. Getting an autograph from him or visiting his house is like a miner finding a cave full of GOLD.

Tom really wanted Mr. Nockingbird's autograph.

But, he had to win the competition first. 'the Nockingbird competition will be on the 23rd of August, a week from now. Only if my tutor comes back quickly...' Tom thought as he picked up his pencil and started drawing a picture of a giant, vicious tiger attacking a helpless deer.

How she looks like-

As he was finishing the deer, who was cowering in a corner of his paper, his attic (which is also his room ) door opened up and a his tutor, Ms. Honeycomb, stepped in. She was a very beautiful woman. She had hair as black as ink all tied into a ponytail, and a blue dress which flowed softly around her.

She walked into his room silently, so quiet, that Tom didn't notice.

She started to admire his pictures hanging on his walls. Ms. Honeycomb leaned over Tom's head to see what he was doing. "Excellent," she whispered. "practicing?" "WHAT?!" Tom whirled around in surprise.