to the clouds
(just loud enough
for the sun to overhear
but not enough to wake the rain)
“the strawberries are furious
and i think i just heard
even the roses sigh”
“Pssssst...HEY, YOU! Are you afraid of MONSTERS?”
If you are, don’t go shopping in R.L. Stine’s and Marc Brown’s book, The Little Shop of Monsters! In this creative collaboration, two of the most popular children’s authors of today take you to the mysterious little shop that sells the most interesting and frightful monsters.
Deep within the solitary, stone pyramids of Egypt, a lonely, mummified cat roams the ancient hallways searching for his young, royal owner Queen Hat-shup-set in Mummy Cat. Reminiscing, Mummy Cat shares the simplicity of living life with a queen, going through his days playing by the Nile riverbank, portrait drawing, and game playing. But one day, he and the queen were attacked by a scorpion! And two small bodies were laid to rest. Now, Mummy Cat waits for his Queen to appear after 3,000 years—will tonight be the night she finally returns?
When Princess Adrienne’s parents lock her in a tower guarded by the fiercest dragon in the kingdom, they expect her to wait patiently for rescue by a handsome prince. But Adrienne would rather be Princeless than helpless . . . and she can save herself, thank you very much.
"I Don't Like Koala," declares young Adam upon opening his stuffed present. Who can blame him? The marsupial's eerie yellow eyes seem to follow his owner wherever he goes.
This is often the case with stuffed animals. What may be cute and cuddly to one person comes off as creepy to another. Koala's looks are just the beginning, though. Adam tries to hide his toy around the house. Every morning he wakes up to find the creature . . . right next to him.
April is National Poetry Month, which is a perfect time to highlight all the amazing poetry that is out there, but . . . UGH . . . POETRY. At least, that’s how I used to feel. When I was a kid I LOVED poetry, especially Shel Silverstein. But as I got older, and school started requiring me to think about the poetry we were reading and what the deeper meaning might be, I started to resent it. I mean, couldn’t I just ENJOY the poetry instead of trying to decipher how the poet might have been feeling when he wrote it? Apparently not.
Then I started working as a youth services librarian, and I was introduced to novels in verse. All of those middle school and high school memories came flooding back, and I wanted nothing to do with it. Until I read one. Then I read another and another. Finally, I realized I LOVED novels in verse! Why? Because they are complete stories told through a collection of poetry. Poetry rarely takes up a whole page, which made the books super fast to read! It also amazed me how by simply changing the spacing or even font size within a poem an additional meaning was made clear.