Come with us as we dress up. Be a princess, pilot, or chef. Maybe you think a policeman is best. Farm the land, sing in a band, or fight fires like a fireman. See a teacher, a doctor, an artist, too, and learn about the jobs they do. Bring your sashes, glasses, and fake mustaches
Come with us as we dress up. Be a princess, pilot, or chef. Maybe you think a policeman is best. Farm the land, sing in a band, or fight fires like a ...
Mabel was sad. Everyone in the slave quarters knew it. The master knew it, but nobody knew how to see her smile again. The children spoke in whispers in the shadows of the run down huts. "Mama Mabel doesn't bring us treats anymore," said nine-year-old Marlene. "She doesn't sing, I liked it when she sang to us. She sings better than our mama," chimed in her younger sister Minnie. "Well you all know why, ever since master sold her children, Mama Mabel doesn't smile any more," added twelve year old Bubby. Filled with sadness, Mabel found the courage to go on with her life, and thus began her...
Mabel was sad. Everyone in the slave quarters knew it. The master knew it, but nobody knew how to see her smile again. The children spoke in whispers ...
Mabel was sad. Everyone in the slave quarters knew it. The master knew it, but nobody knew how to see her smile again. The children spoke in whispers in the shadows of the run down huts. "Mama Mabel doesn't bring us treats anymore," said nine-year-old Marlene. "She doesn't sing, I liked it when she sang to us. She sings better than our mama," chimed in her younger sister Minnie. "Well you all know why, ever since master sold her children, Mama Mabel doesn't smile any more," added twelve year old Bubby. Filled with sadness, Mabel found the courage to go on with her life, and thus began her...
Mabel was sad. Everyone in the slave quarters knew it. The master knew it, but nobody knew how to see her smile again. The children spoke in whispers ...
A Poem from Mother to Child, expressing the journey from the first signs of life to birth. My Little Wiggly Worm is a book that both children and adults will enjoy over and over again.
A Poem from Mother to Child, expressing the journey from the first signs of life to birth. My Little Wiggly Worm is a book that both children and adul...
Bobby enjoys playing basketball. He plays every chance he gets. One day as he walks outside, he takes a long shot toward the goal. Oh no He hears a breaking sound Bobby is worried. Will he be in trouble for breaking what his brother worked so hard to build, or will Ben forgive Bobby for his blunder?
Join Bobby and find out about his basketball blunder while teaching the letter B, the colors black, blue, and beige, tall and short, the power of forgiveness, and much more.
Bobby enjoys playing basketball. He plays every chance he gets. One day as he walks outside, he takes a long shot toward the goal. Oh no He hears a b...
