Anger and hatred over past atrocities, if not resolved, often render an individual emotionally dysfunctional. Couple anger and hate with the refusal to forgive and you have a recipe for mental illness. Roger, a young nine-year old boy from the Ukraine experiences the horrors of Stalin's man-made famine of 1932-33 in which his baby sister starves to death and his dad is executed for stealing a small bag of wheat. Roger and his mother escape from the Ukraine into Poland. A few years later, the Second World War breaks out. Because of their Jewish blood, his mother, grandfather and he are placed...
Anger and hatred over past atrocities, if not resolved, often render an individual emotionally dysfunctional. Couple anger and hate with the refusal t...
Anger and hatred over past atrocities, if not resolved, often render an individual emotionally dysfunctional. Couple anger and hate with the refusal to forgive and you have a recipe for mental illness. Roger, a young nine-year old boy from the Ukraine experiences the horrors of Stalin's man-made famine of 1932-33 in which his baby sister starves to death and his dad is executed for stealing a small bag of wheat. Roger and his mother escape from the Ukraine into Poland. A few years later, the Second World War breaks out. Because of their Jewish blood, his mother, grandfather and he are placed...
Anger and hatred over past atrocities, if not resolved, often render an individual emotionally dysfunctional. Couple anger and hate with the refusal t...
Back when the world was much younger than it is now, I had a very bushy long beard. My young nieces liked to crawl up on my knee, and we'd do some serious exploring, looking for wild animals in my beard. You'd be amazed at how many elephants, giraffes, and lions we found with a little help from our imagination. "Grandpa's Magic Beard" is just an extension on all the trips we made into my beard, looking for exotic creatures. This time, Grandpa and his two granddaughters, Sofia and Emily, use some magic words to take them on a trip into the World of Dreams in Grandpa's beard.
Back when the world was much younger than it is now, I had a very bushy long beard. My young nieces liked to crawl up on my knee, and we'd do some ser...