<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141</id><updated>2009-12-10T14:29:14.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carol's Corner</title><subtitle type='html'>“Reading should not be presented to children as a chore or a duty. It should be offered to them as a precious gift." Kate DiCamillo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>251</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-6144332745999435702</id><published>2009-12-06T20:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:54:31.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>Moonshot: The Flight of Apollo 11 by Brian Floca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxyE7-3t21I/AAAAAAAAAhU/fY1uUEI1sMo/s1600-h/moonshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxyE7-3t21I/AAAAAAAAAhU/fY1uUEI1sMo/s200/moonshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412347018216332114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Reading MOONSHOT gave me the feeling I was back up in space," said Michael Collins, the Command Module Pilot of Apollo 11. I've never been to space, but reading MOONSHOT, I felt like I was right there with Michael Collins, Buzz Aldrin, and Neil Armstrong, as they locked their hands into heavy gloves and their heads into large, round helmets, squeezed into the Columbia's sideways seats, and took off  into the summer sky. And I was there as the astronauts went "rushing into the darkness, flying toward the Moon, far away, cold and quiet, no air, no life, but glowing in the sky." And I was there as Armstrong and Aldrin walked on the moon, "dust and stone beneath their feet, where no seed has ever grown, no root has ever reached…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really different information picture book. It's chockful of terrific information that starts on the front endpages and doesn't stop until you close the back cover. The information is really specific, really scientific, and really accurate (e.g. that the spaceship doesn't smell very good after a week of astronauts using the restroom in space) and yet the text sounds almost poetic. Listen to this description of the rocket…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Their (the astronauts) two small spaceships are&lt;br /&gt;Columbia and Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;They sit atop the rocket&lt;br /&gt;that will rise them into space,&lt;br /&gt;a monster of a machine:&lt;br /&gt;it stands thirty stories,&lt;br /&gt;it weighs six million pounds,&lt;br /&gt;a tower full of fuel and fire&lt;br /&gt;and valves and pipes and engines,&lt;br /&gt;too big to believe, but built to fly--&lt;br /&gt;the mighty, massive Saturn V.&lt;/blockquote&gt;The illustrations are a contrast too. Some pages are done in very light pastel colors. Others, when the astronauts are in space, have an all black background. Some two pages spreads are black on one side, showing the astronauts on the moon, and then pastel showing people on earth. There's a tremendous sense of perspective and movement. A really nice addition to any classroom library (or for the space lover on your Christmas list)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-6144332745999435702?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6144332745999435702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=6144332745999435702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/6144332745999435702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/6144332745999435702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/moonshot-flight-of-apollo-11-by-brian.html' title='Moonshot: The Flight of Apollo 11 by Brian Floca'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxyE7-3t21I/AAAAAAAAAhU/fY1uUEI1sMo/s72-c/moonshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-452610320013012659</id><published>2009-11-29T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:31:45.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS BOOK: THOSE SHOES- Maribeth Boelts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxKVr6ntJ8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/DxICz1-gy-c/s1600/those-shoes-cover-042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxKVr6ntJ8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/DxICz1-gy-c/s200/those-shoes-cover-042009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409550684128094146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have spent my entire career in urban schools. I love teaching urban kids about 95% of the year. The weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas, however, are absolutely heartbreaking. My urban kids watch as much television and see as many commercials as their more affluent peers. Their families don't have the resources, though, to provide the expensive toys and name brand clothes and shoes that they want. The little kids are sure that Santa will bring them. The older kids know Santa won't come, but they still hope for miracles. The financial stress present in most families during this time, is even greater in urban settings. And as a teacher, even a teacher who is not particularly materialistic, I still wish that every child could wake up Christmas morning to a tree of presents and more importantly, a houseful of love. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THOSE SHOES&lt;/b&gt; is the first book I will read to kids during the holiday season. Jeremy desperately wants the high top, two stripe tennis shoes that all of his friends are wearing. His grandmother, however, is clear on the difference between needs and wants. Jeremy &lt;b&gt;needs&lt;/b&gt; new winter boots, he &lt;b&gt;doesn't need&lt;/b&gt; new high top, two stripe tennis shoes. When his tennis shoes fall apart, he has to go to the social worker's office, and select a pair of babyish, cartoon character tennis shoes that are nothing like the two stripe high tops he was hoping for.  Later, he finds the longed for shoes at a thrift shop; he buys them, but they are too small, and they give him blisters. He finally gives his special high top two stripe shoes to another little boy that needs them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't change my kids' lives. I don't have the money to give them the things they want or even sometimes the things they need. I can't fix their lives- the deep hurt of absent parents, or substance abuse, or homelessness. I can, however, give them places to talk and make sense of their lives. I can help them understand that family is the people that love you and care about you, and whether that comes from actual parents, grandparents, or coaches, or teachers, or the school lunch lady, it still counts.  I can help them to understand that as little as they have, they can still give to others. And for those reasons, THOSE SHOES is the book I will read aloud tomorrow…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-452610320013012659?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/452610320013012659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=452610320013012659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/452610320013012659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/452610320013012659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/those-shoes-maribeth-boelts.html' title='CHRISTMAS BOOK: THOSE SHOES- Maribeth Boelts'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxKVr6ntJ8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/DxICz1-gy-c/s72-c/those-shoes-cover-042009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-2976183685952078065</id><published>2009-12-01T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:12:39.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philanthropy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS BOOKS- THE GIFT OF HELPING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxTnLspS--I/AAAAAAAAAhM/UKgnin76meI/s1600/home+sweet+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxTnLspS--I/AAAAAAAAAhM/UKgnin76meI/s200/home+sweet+home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410203240527756258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YOU AND ME AND HOME SWEET HOME&lt;br /&gt;Author- George Ella Lyon&lt;br /&gt;Illustrator- Stephanie Anderson&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids at my school don't have much, or at least they don't have much in terms of material goods. I want my kids to know, especially at this time of year, that they are not alone. That things will get better someday. And  that no matter how little you have, you can still give something. This weekend, I found a new favorite Christmas book, YOU AND ME AND HOME SWEET HOME by George Ella Lyon, based on the author's experiences building a home for HABITAT FOR HUMANITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight-year-old Sharonda and her mother have worn out their welcome sleeping on the couch at her auntie's house. They are feeling hopeless until one day, their church offers to build a home for them. Sharonda and her mom work at the house from Day One. Sharonda is eager to help and even rides the bus to the house every day after school. One day a volunteer helps her build a window box. Another day, she passes out water to all of the workers. Finally, the house is ready and Sharonda and her mother move into their new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Anderson's illustrations are perfect. Early in the book, they are dark. As the house goes up, and the family's situation becomes more hopeful, the illustrations become lighter, and more colorful. And there are lots of good construction type pictures for the "Bob (or Bobette) the Builder" types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift of helping. The gift of yourself. Something everyone can give. Is there a more perfect Christmas present?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-2976183685952078065?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2976183685952078065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=2976183685952078065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2976183685952078065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2976183685952078065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-books-gift-of-helping.html' title='CHRISTMAS BOOKS- THE GIFT OF HELPING'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxTnLspS--I/AAAAAAAAAhM/UKgnin76meI/s72-c/home+sweet+home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-3623663497745764261</id><published>2009-11-28T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T07:30:14.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>JACKSON AND BUD'S BUMPY RIDE- ELIZABETH KOEHLER-PENTACOFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxE9ZziwSOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lefjZsbQauE/s1600/koehler+bumpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxE9ZziwSOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lefjZsbQauE/s200/koehler+bumpy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409172140990679266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The year is 1903. The car, or at least the car as we know it, has been in existence for about ten years, and there are only 150 miles of paved roads in the entire United States. Horatio Jackson, a wealthy doctor from Vermont who is vacationing in San Francisco, takes a bet that no one can drive a horseless buggy cross country from California to New York.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four days later, Jackson and a mechanic, Sewall Crocker, set out on their cross country adventure. A few weeks later, they are joined by Bud, a bull dog, who makes the trip perched in the front seat, wearing driving goggles. The trio plows through various obstacles- the rocky ledges of the California Sierras, the sand of the Oregon desert, a storm of grasshoppers in Omaha, rain and more rain, mud, mud, and more mud, not to mention endless flat tires.  Eight thousand dollars 5600 miles, and 63 days later, they arrive in New York City. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A  fun, light-hearted story with cartoon-like illustrations that I know kids are absolutely going to love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-3623663497745764261?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3623663497745764261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=3623663497745764261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/3623663497745764261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/3623663497745764261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/jackson-and-buds-bumpy-ride-elizabeth.html' title='JACKSON AND BUD&apos;S BUMPY RIDE- ELIZABETH KOEHLER-PENTACOFF'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SxE9ZziwSOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/lefjZsbQauE/s72-c/koehler+bumpy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-4841625860329066205</id><published>2009-11-27T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:09:54.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>POETRY FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw_qgc58hSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JzW0N2r_szY/s1600/ponyisland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw_qgc58hSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JzW0N2r_szY/s200/ponyisland.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408799520731202850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the time I was very young, I loved , loved, loved horses. Despite the fact that we lived right smack in the middle of the city, I wanted a horse more than anything. I took horseback riding lessons on the old tired trail animals at Mark Reyner's riding stable, collected horses and horse memorabilia, and read every horse book I could get my hands on. Two of my absolute favorites were MISTY OF CHINCOTEAGUE and STORMY, MISTY'S FOAL by Marguerite Henry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, reading through the stack of CYBILS nominees, I came across PONY ISLAND by Candice F. Ransom. PONY ISLAND tells the stories of the Chincoteague ponies in verse. Listen to a couple of pages:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Big ship wrecks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stormy sea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cargo horses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Swimming free&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*******&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Swim the channel,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Noses high.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ponies dripping.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crowds stand by.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*******&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Morning sunrise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;By the sea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ponies gallop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wild and free.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to an author's note, the ponies actually live on the island of Assateague. There are various stories about how they got there- some believe they were castaways from a Spanish shipwreck, others think farmers moved them there to avoid paying taxes. However the ponies came to the island, they have been there a long, long time. Since 1925, the Chincoteague Volunteer Fire Department has a pony roundup once a year. They swim the ponies across the channel from Assateague to Chincoteague. The pony auction and carnival raise money for the Chincoteague Volunteer Fire Department. Each year, more than 75,000 people flock to the island to watch the ponies make their five minute swim. After the event is over, the ponies return to Assateague, where they run wild for another year. (For the animal lovers in the crowd, the fire department feeds and cares for the ponies throughout the winter, and they are checked by a veterinarian several times throughout the year).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ransom has done a terrific job capturing this historic event in rhyming poetry. Equally wonderful, however, are Wade Zaharas' beautiful illustrations. Bold, vivid oil paintings, with lots of interesting use of line and shadow. The end pages feature the island at dawn or dusk, and are pretty and quiet and peaceful. Other pages, like the page where the ship wrecks, or where the ponies run through the village, are bold and action packed. I think kids will want to go back and look again and again; I know I sure did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POETRY FRIDAY is at &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky's Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-4841625860329066205?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4841625860329066205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=4841625860329066205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4841625860329066205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4841625860329066205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-friday_27.html' title='POETRY FRIDAY'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw_qgc58hSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JzW0N2r_szY/s72-c/ponyisland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-1847458905577171694</id><published>2009-11-26T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:14:40.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKSGIVING 2009'/><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw5-eN93_LI/AAAAAAAAAgk/KME80I354vA/s1600/fall-road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw5-eN93_LI/AAAAAAAAAgk/KME80I354vA/s200/fall-road.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408399260128902322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 24px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jim Burke posted this poem on the ENGLISH COMPANION NING this morning.Jane Kenyon is much more articulate than I am, so I'm borrowing it, with huge thanks to Jim (not sure why the whole poem can be posted, but I figure Jim is much savvier than I am on the ways of the internet, so I am posting the whole thing too). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;by Jane Kenyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got out of bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;on two strong legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It might have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;otherwise. I ate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cereal, sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;milk, ripe, flawless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;peach. It might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have been otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took the dog uphill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to the birch wood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All morning I did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the work I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At noon I lay down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;with my mate. It might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have been otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We ate dinner together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;at a table with silver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;candlesticks. It might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have been otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I slept in a bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in a room with paintings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;on the walls, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;planned another day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;just like this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But one day, I know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it will be otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="credit" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Otherwise&lt;/em&gt;, 1996&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Graywolf Press, St. Paul, Minn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-1847458905577171694?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1847458905577171694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=1847458905577171694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/1847458905577171694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/1847458905577171694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw5-eN93_LI/AAAAAAAAAgk/KME80I354vA/s72-c/fall-road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-5371462184740139212</id><published>2009-11-25T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:22:56.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book auntie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><title type='text'>THE BOOK AUNTIE: FOR THE HORSE LOVERS IN YOUR LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw03Zibtu5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/uaTO1SujOV4/s1600/horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw03Zibtu5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/uaTO1SujOV4/s200/horses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408039639421139858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Review copy provided by publisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece and nephew have always known me as the book auntie. Since they were born, I've deluged them with books for every Christmas, holiday, and birthday. Yeah, I give the stuff on their lists- the purses and legos and video games, but I also make sure there is a book (or two or three or ten) under the Christmas tree. My books were never the first presents Gregory or Megan opened or played with, but they always got used and loved eventually. And the books they usually lasted a whole lot longer than the other stuff I bought! Over the next few weeks, I'm going to feature a few books that would be perfect book auntie presents.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HORSES: ACTION FILES (Silver Dolphin Books) is a book for the horse lovers in your life. The book is not really just a book, it's actually a collection of all things horse. Opening the cool 3D cover (which makes me a little nauseous, but I think it's a function of old age!),  the reader finds a 24 page fact file with sections on the anatomy of a horse, horse types, horse care, and fun and games with horses. There are lots of great photos and drawings, diagrams, fascinating facts, and suggestions for further research and activities. The publisher has a &lt;a href="http://www.factsforprojects.com/detail.asp?s=2&amp;amp;ss=5&amp;amp;sb=21&amp;amp;e=116"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; that covers not only horses, but lots of other great nonfiction topics as well. There are suggestions for other books (fiction and nonfiction) and also movies. I can definitely see myself using this book in a classroom nonfiction study- it's well written, has interesting information, and it has lots of text features that kids need to know and be able to use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have bought HORSES based on the fact file alone. This book contains lots of other goodies though, and I would be remiss if I didn't mention them. There are sixty horse stickers, scattered on pages throughout the book. There are 18 info cards, each showing a different breed of horse (kind of like baseball trading cards) and a special envelope to keep them in. There is a horse mask kids can assemble. There is a giant foldout poster. And there is a fiction selection, not quite novel length, but longer than a picture book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More good news. If you know kids who love sharks, or Egypt, or gladiators, those are other topics currently available in this series. I'm hoping there will be lots more eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece and nephew are 19 and 21. HORSES probably won't work for either of them, but it's definitely going under someone's tree…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-5371462184740139212?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5371462184740139212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=5371462184740139212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/5371462184740139212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/5371462184740139212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-auntie-for-horse-lovers-in-your.html' title='THE BOOK AUNTIE: FOR THE HORSE LOVERS IN YOUR LIFE'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Sw03Zibtu5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/uaTO1SujOV4/s72-c/horses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-3963136662839348699</id><published>2009-11-23T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:00:34.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>LET THERE BE PEACE: PRAYERS FROM AROUND THE WORLD- Jeremy Brooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwtI3P4qhQI/AAAAAAAAAgM/912O0DCZcnE/s1600/let+there+be+peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwtI3P4qhQI/AAAAAAAAAgM/912O0DCZcnE/s200/let+there+be+peace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407495891582616834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I reviewed FAITH, a terrific photo essay by The Global Children's Fund. I loved how the book emphasized the similarities, and not the differences in world religions. Certainly, one of those similarities is that we all pray, and more specifically, that we all pray for peace. In LET THERE BE PEACE, Jeremy Brooks has collected prayers of peace from all over the world. Here are a couple that I especially loved:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodness is stronger than evil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is stronger than hate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Light is stronger than darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;victory is ours through him who loves us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father Desmond Tutu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lead us from death to life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from falsehood to truth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from despair to hope, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from fear to trust,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lead us from hate to love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from war to peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let peace fill our hearts, our world, our universe--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;peace, peace, peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Satish Kumar, a Jain Monk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gentle, colorful illustrations of people from all over the world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;contribute to the peaceful feeling of this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-3963136662839348699?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3963136662839348699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=3963136662839348699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/3963136662839348699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/3963136662839348699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-there-be-peace-prayers-from-around.html' title='LET THERE BE PEACE: PRAYERS FROM AROUND THE WORLD- Jeremy Brooks'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwtI3P4qhQI/AAAAAAAAAgM/912O0DCZcnE/s72-c/let+there+be+peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-96246364411076579</id><published>2009-11-21T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T05:11:45.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>FAITH- Maya Agjmer, Magda Nakassis, Cynthia Pon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Swi4vLbgMaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UwDDKhiZZPU/s1600/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Swi4vLbgMaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UwDDKhiZZPU/s200/faith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406774473319788962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are you familiar with the &lt;a href="http://www.globalfundforchildren.org/"&gt;The Global Fund for Children&lt;/a&gt;? They are an organization dedicated to bettering the plight of children and youth around the world through providing grants to organizations working in those areas. They also strive to "promote global understanding through the use of film, photography, and children's books." I've enjoyed many of their books over the past ten years- GLOBAL BABIES is one of my favorite baby shower presents, I also love sharing TO BE A KID with students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Global Fund for Children has come out with a new book this year, and it's a stunner. FAITH is a photo essay that captures the essence of different religions around the world. Each two-page spread addresses a different tenet of faith, e.g. we pray, we chant and sing, we read our holy books, we listen to and learn from others, we cleanse ourselves, we visit holy places, we observe holidays in our homes or places of worship, we care for those around us. The text is usually only one sentence; it's the beautiful, beautiful photographs that proclaim, again and again, that though we are all very different, we are also very much alike. On one page, for instance, the text says, "We show our faiths through what we wear…" The photos show six different religions- four little Muslim girls from Turkey, wearing decorative head scarves, an Indonesian boy wearing a songket udeng (a ceremonial headdress), a Mennonite boy dressed in "plain clothes," a Buddhist girl with thanaka face paint, three beautiful Jain girls in ceremonial headdresses before a procession, and  Sikh boy wearing a Patka. The authors have included every religion I can think of-- there are photographs of Jews, Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, Farsi, Native Americans, Hindus, Jains, and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A map in the back shows the loctions of all of the countries in the book. There are also three or four pages of notes about the elements of faith, as well as an extensive, and very detailed glossary of words to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Global Fund for Children, for helping us to understand that we are all much more alike than different!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-96246364411076579?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/96246364411076579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=96246364411076579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/96246364411076579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/96246364411076579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/faith-maya-agjmer-magda-nakassis.html' title='FAITH- Maya Agjmer, Magda Nakassis, Cynthia Pon'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Swi4vLbgMaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/UwDDKhiZZPU/s72-c/faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-2698676411032560980</id><published>2009-11-20T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T03:58:47.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry Friday'/><title type='text'>POETRY FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I posted this found poem last year, but I really love it. Maybe I will make it an annual tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A THANKSGIVING BLESSING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we be aware not of the things we lack,&lt;br /&gt;but of all that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we feel not the absence of those we love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the presence of those who love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we see not just the harshness of our world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the gentleness of its mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we know not the cold of despair,&lt;br /&gt;but the warmth of hope rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we speak not of our hurts and losses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; but of our healings and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we be with each other not in the shadows of the past, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but in the light of the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we bring to our table not judgment, resentment, or anger,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; but acceptance, compassion, and forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we remember to feed our spirit by living out of thankfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POETRY FRIDAY IS AT JULIE LARIOS' &lt;a href="http://www.julielarios.blogspot.com"&gt;DRIFT RECORD&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-2698676411032560980?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2698676411032560980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=2698676411032560980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2698676411032560980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2698676411032560980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-friday.html' title='POETRY FRIDAY'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-2848207583942798658</id><published>2009-11-19T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:15:15.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>TARRA AND BELLA: THE ELEPHANT THE DOG WHO BECAME BEST FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwYVdg-_UWI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yCxAHFF5qBM/s1600/tarra-and-bella-300x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwYVdg-_UWI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yCxAHFF5qBM/s200/tarra-and-bella-300x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406031999519379810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, I admit it. I'm a sucker for a good dog story.  Found a new one in my CYBILS nominee pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For twenty years, Tarra was a performing elephant. After many years of hard work, she was allowed to retire to a newly created elephant sanctuary in Tennessee.  All of the other elephants who came to the sanctuary quickly found elephant friends, but not Tarra. Tarra was a loner until she met a yellow mutt named Bella. From that day on, Bella and Tarra were inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really nice dog story, a story about friendship and loyalty, that I know kids are going to love…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-2848207583942798658?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2848207583942798658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=2848207583942798658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2848207583942798658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2848207583942798658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/tarra-and-bella-elephant-dog-who-became.html' title='TARRA AND BELLA: THE ELEPHANT THE DOG WHO BECAME BEST FRIENDS'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwYVdg-_UWI/AAAAAAAAAf8/yCxAHFF5qBM/s72-c/tarra-and-bella-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-2275353884340992321</id><published>2009-11-18T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:01:08.013-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>KEEP ON: THE STORY OF MATTHEW HENSON, CO-DISCOVERER OF THE NORTH POLE- DEBORAH HOPKINSON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwTZncqEZ9I/AAAAAAAAAf0/KFARzeFkk20/s1600/hopkinson+keep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwTZncqEZ9I/AAAAAAAAAf0/KFARzeFkk20/s200/hopkinson+keep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405684724482205650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deborah Hopkinson (SWEET CLARA AND THE FREEDOM QUILT, SKY BOYS) is one of my favorite picture book authors. Hopkinson knows how to take a story from history and tell it in a way that makes it interesting and accessible to kids. Her latest book, MATTHEW HENSON: CO-DISCOVERER OF THE NORTH POLE is certainly no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Henson was born about the time the Civil War ended. As a young African American boy, he had big hopes for seeing the world, but not much hope of fulfilling them. Orphaned at 13, Henson somehow managed to convince the captain of a sailing ship to hire him as a cabin boy. The captain took fondly to young Matt and schooled him in the ways of the high seas. Five years later, the Captain died, and Matthew Henson ended up back on land, working in a store. That's where he met Admiral Peary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiral Peary is a man many of us know as the discoverer of the North Pole. But did you know that he was actually not alone when he made this discovery? Peary was accompanied by none other than Matthew Henson. In fact, Henson was actually the one who bonded with the Inuit people, trained the sled dogs, and stood next to Peary at the Pole (after surviving a fall into the icy water a few days earlier). Amazingly, after they returned from their expedition, Henson worked as a parking lot attendant because that is the only job he could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved everything about this book- Hopkinson's powerful storytelling, Henson's journal entries, the end pages that include author's note and timeline, and Stephen Alcorn's oh so beautiful illustrations, done in hues of blues, and oranges, and golds.  I will be using KEEP ON  as the center of an African American history unit in January. Matthew Henson has a lot to teach my kids about dreams, and tenacity, and perserverance, and dignity. Some pretty  important life lessons, I think!&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;P.S. In case you are wondering why I have not been blogging--Ten days ago, my computer had an unfortunate accident (laptop bag meets parking lot, parking lot 1, laptop 0) and I have been without internet at home since then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-2275353884340992321?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2275353884340992321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=2275353884340992321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2275353884340992321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2275353884340992321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/keep-on-story-of-matthew-henson-co.html' title='KEEP ON: THE STORY OF MATTHEW HENSON, CO-DISCOVERER OF THE NORTH POLE- DEBORAH HOPKINSON'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SwTZncqEZ9I/AAAAAAAAAf0/KFARzeFkk20/s72-c/hopkinson+keep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-1945163408960169525</id><published>2009-11-07T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:44:19.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>JOHN BROWN: HIS FIGHT FOR FREEDOM- JOHN HENDRIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvWEt_9tCuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Sw7S2vLeN1U/s1600-h/johnbrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvWEt_9tCuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Sw7S2vLeN1U/s200/johnbrown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401369253899995874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people don't believe that children should be exposed to controversial figures. If you are one of those people, then JOHN BROWN is probably not a book for you. If you believe, however, that children need to understand that most people are neither entirely good nor entirely bad, that sometimes very good people make poor decisions, and that kids learn from talking about controversy, then JOHN BROWN is a book you will enjoy sharing with your upper elementary, or middle or high school students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Brown was an ardent Christian. He believed that blacks should not only be free, but that they should be EQUAL- toward that end, he was kicked out of his home church for giving African Americans his pew at the front of the church after they had been seated in the back. Brown began his abolitionist roots working on the underground railroad in Hudson, Ohio. After the United States passed the Kansas-Nebraska act, which said that those two states could vote on whether they would enter the Union as free or slave states, Brown fought tirelessly to ensure that Kansas would be free. In one well-known battle, John and his sons stormed the homes of five pro-slavery settlers who had been threatening his family and other abolitionists, took the men to a creek, and killed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Brown is perhaps best known for his role at Harper's Ferry. Harper's Ferry, the home of a federal armory which housed more than one hundred thousand rifles, was viewed as a symbol of Southern power.  Brown decided that he and a small band of abolitionsists would capture the armory and seize the rifles, then use them to battle the Southern slave owners. Although he was initially successful, he made several poor decisions during this battle, and was eventually captured and hanged as a traitor. Many dismiss Brown as a madman. Hendrix, however, believes that we must see Brown as a man with huge passion and convictions for the downtrodden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I will raise a stom in this country that will not be stayed so long as there is a slave on its soil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I love when illustrations help kids understand a complex story, and John Hendrix's frontier style water colors (I'm not sure that is exactly how to describe them, but it's the best this non-artist can do) done on backgrounds of blues, tans, and golds, definitely do that. Most are bold, two-page spreads, that  include a larger than life John Brown, but a few are also maps. Key quotes figure prominently in many of the illustrations. And if you enjoy reading author's &lt;a href="http://www.johnhendrix.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogs, &lt;/a&gt;John Hendrix has a great one- he includes photographs from a recent John Brown book tour, but also pages from his sketchbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sharing this book not only with our fourth and fifth graders, but also with some of my high school history teacher friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-1945163408960169525?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1945163408960169525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=1945163408960169525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/1945163408960169525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/1945163408960169525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-brown-his-fight-for-freedom-john.html' title='JOHN BROWN: HIS FIGHT FOR FREEDOM- JOHN HENDRIX'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvWEt_9tCuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Sw7S2vLeN1U/s72-c/johnbrown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-4098624000108966690</id><published>2009-11-06T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:02:41.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>POETRY FRIDAY- WHEN POETRY MEETS HISTORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvQOVC3TelI/AAAAAAAAAfc/_624b9ejHKY/s1600-h/Coretta+Scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvQOVC3TelI/AAAAAAAAAfc/_624b9ejHKY/s200/Coretta+Scott.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400957607832943186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CORETTA SCOTT&lt;br /&gt;Poetry by Ntozake Shange&lt;br /&gt;Paintings by Kadir Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For POETRY FRIDAY today, I'm not sharing just a poem. Instead, I'm sharing a biography in a poem. Actually a civil rights biography in a poem. Today I'm sharing Ntozake Shange's beautiful poetry picture book, CORETTA SCOTT. Shange has taken just a few events from Coretta Scott's life, and shaped them into a beautiful poem. Listen to this page, when Coretta and her younger siblings are walking to school…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                          white school bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     left a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                    funnel of dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                    on their faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                              songs and birds of all colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 and rich soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                               where slaves sought freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                   steadied them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                               in the face of danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The illustrations in this book are by Kadir Nelson (WE ARE THE SHIP, HENRY'S FREEDOM BOX, HE'S GOT THE WHOLE WORLD IN HIS HANDS) who is most definitely one of my all-time favorites. The illustrations in CORETTA SCOTT are his usual- rich details, vivid colors, so real the people almost seem to jump off the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was doing a unit on biography, or teaching students about Coretta Scott King, I would probably read a more traditional biography first (there is actually a brief biography in the back of this book), then share Shange's poem. Prior to reading CORETTA SCOTT, I'd ask kids to list important events from her life, then to listen for these as I read. The book is short, so I could read it two or three times to let kids soak in the beautiful language. If kids were writing biography, I might ask them to choose a few important events from the person's life, then write a poem, using CORETTA as a mentor text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely a book to add to your poetry and/or biography collection…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-4098624000108966690?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4098624000108966690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=4098624000108966690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4098624000108966690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4098624000108966690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-friday-when-poetry-meets-history.html' title='POETRY FRIDAY- WHEN POETRY MEETS HISTORY'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvQOVC3TelI/AAAAAAAAAfc/_624b9ejHKY/s72-c/Coretta+Scott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-4798152189571833288</id><published>2009-11-04T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T03:45:46.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>THE DAY-GLO BROTHERS- CHRIS BARTON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvJWyYBVpyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-4TZGPREkc0/s1600-h/day-glo-brothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvJWyYBVpyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-4TZGPREkc0/s200/day-glo-brothers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400474326612158242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a few little quirks. Well, actually, if you asked my sons, I have more than a few. But a few for sure. And one of them is that I love knowing how things were invented or where they came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY-GLO BROTHERS: THE TRUE STORY OF BOB AND JOE SWITZER'S BRIGHT IDEAS AND BRAND NEW COLORS is a "where things came from" kind of a book. Bob Switzer dreamed of being a doctor until a work-related  accident left him with headaches and double vision. His younger brother Joe wanted to be a magician. Instead, the two ended up inventing day-glo paint. This book chronicles their journey with all its stops and starts, and false tries, e.g. the time they used their mom's mixer and turned her angel food cake a pale fluorescent pink. It's an engaging story, but the book also has lots of potential life lessons about creativity, risk taking, mistake making, patience, and perseverance. Character education at its finest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First-time illustrator Tom Persiani has done a terrific job with the artwork in DAY-GLO BROTHERS. According to the back of the book, he used the computer to create fifties-style characters and settings in various hues of blacks, grays, and whites. He then digitally colorized the pictures with various day-glo oranges, yellows, greens, and pinks. At first, these colors are really pale, and there is just a little bit of color on each page As the Spitzers refine their invention, the colors become brighter and brighter, and there is more color on each page. Really clever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the back of the book, Chris Barton explains where he got the idea for the book, and how he did his research. He also includes a page about how regular and daylight fluorescence work. And if you want a quick, simple, explanation of fluorescence vs. day-glo fluorescence, check out this &lt;a href="http://www.charlesbridge.com/client/client_pages/day-glo-brothers/day-glo-home.html"&gt;Charlesbridge site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-4798152189571833288?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4798152189571833288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=4798152189571833288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4798152189571833288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4798152189571833288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-glo-brothers-chris-barton.html' title='THE DAY-GLO BROTHERS- CHRIS BARTON'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvJWyYBVpyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-4TZGPREkc0/s72-c/day-glo-brothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-562093323054770436</id><published>2009-11-03T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T04:34:42.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>ELEANOR: QUIET NO MORE- DOREEN RAPPAPORT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvD7YPXcIAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/FiSkD4ia_yI/s1600-h/eleanor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvD7YPXcIAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/FiSkD4ia_yI/s200/eleanor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400092347077500930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I said yesterday, I love books about brave, strong women. I love putting those books in front of kids, love saying look, this person made it and you will too. Well here's another book to add to the brave, strong women basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEANOR: QUIET NO MORE traces the life of Eleanor Roosevelt through a wealthy but very lonely childhood, overseas travels, meeting and marrying FDR, dealing with a domineering mother-in-law, managing a new kind of life after FDR was stricken with polio, advocating for the downtrodden, and finally living the life of First Lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the layout of this picture book. Each two-page spread includes a picture and  two or three paragraphs about a particular section of Roosevelt's life. It also includes, in a very large font, a quote from Eleanor Roosevelt. Here are a couple of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We must be able to disagree and to consider new ideas and not be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do what you feel in your heart to be right-- for you'll be criticized anyway."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I have never felt that anything really mattered but knowing that you stood for the things in which you believed and had done the very best you could."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A brave strong woman I want all my students to know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-562093323054770436?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/562093323054770436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=562093323054770436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/562093323054770436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/562093323054770436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/eleanor-quiet-no-more-doreen-rappaport.html' title='ELEANOR: QUIET NO MORE- DOREEN RAPPAPORT'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SvD7YPXcIAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/FiSkD4ia_yI/s72-c/eleanor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-8726731952935928929</id><published>2009-11-02T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T04:24:31.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>MERMAID QUEEN- SHANA COREY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Su7IXYSUsXI/AAAAAAAAAe8/PQWzJI3vwA4/s1600-h/mermaidqueencover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Su7IXYSUsXI/AAAAAAAAAe8/PQWzJI3vwA4/s200/mermaidqueencover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399473307245654386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annette Kellerman loved to make waves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who has been known to "make a wave or two," I knew, the minute I read the first line, that I was absolutely going to love this book. And I did. MERMAID QUEEN: THE SPECTACULAR TRUE STORY OF ANNETTE KELLERMAN, WHO SWAM HER WAY TO FAME, FORTUNE, AND SWIMSUIT HISTORY tells the story of Annette Kellerman, the Australian woman who invented water ballet and maybe more importantly to many of us, the modern woman's swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annette Kellerman was a sickly child whose father taught her to swim to strengthen her legs. Soon Annette was winning races and setting records. In 1903, however, not many women were athletes, and Annette's mother wished she would choose something a little more artistic. Ignoring all criticism, Annette and her father left Australia and traveled to England, where Annette was the first woman to attempt to swim the English Channel, then to Paris, and finally to Boston's Revere Beach. There, Annette was arrested and had to appear in court to defend her racy bathing suit! The tone of this book is bold and joyful and dashy and fun. And I don't know whether it was the author or illustrator or picture book designer, but they made some choices about font that I think kids (and their adults!) will find really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The illustrations, by Edwin Fotheringham, are exuberant and splashy and fun. Each page has kind of a "wavish" background done in blues, or greens, or oranges, with cartoonish-characters kind of super-imposed over the waves. Sometimes there are "mini-illustrations," done in water droplets, super-imposed on top of all that. And then there are a few random comments, e.g. "How sweaty! How rugged!" worked into the illustrations.  It's kind of hard to explain, but the illustrations really add to joy and exuberance of this book. Kit lit blog extraordinaire, "Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast" did an interview of Shana Corey, and included several of the illustrations. Check them out &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://blaine.org/jules/mermaidqueencover.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://blaine.org/sevenimpossiblethings/%3Fp%3D1673&amp;amp;usg=__0-5pu-uFbFt2ERTDRqCofP9r-jM=&amp;amp;h=481&amp;amp;w=350&amp;amp;sz=57&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;tbnid=Rn6lO26Z2LdUaM:&amp;amp;tbnh=129&amp;amp;tbnw=94&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmermaid%2Bqueen%2Bcorey%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A splashy, joyful, strong, fun picture book that I can't wait to share with the strong girls and women in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-8726731952935928929?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8726731952935928929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=8726731952935928929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/8726731952935928929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/8726731952935928929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/11/mermaid-queen-shana-corey.html' title='MERMAID QUEEN- SHANA COREY'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Su7IXYSUsXI/AAAAAAAAAe8/PQWzJI3vwA4/s72-c/mermaidqueencover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-4857601775702793273</id><published>2009-10-31T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T07:27:05.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>BUBBLE HOMES AND FISH FARTS- FIONA BAYROCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuxCdt3xPKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/b1LBuy-gE9g/s1600-h/bubble+homes+and+fish+farts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuxCdt3xPKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/b1LBuy-gE9g/s200/bubble+homes+and+fish+farts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398763131607530658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spend fifty percent of my time working with intermediate grade kids who are still trying to get the hang of reading. The state of Colorado calls them UNSATISFACTORY (a term that NEVER, in my mind, should be applied to a child) or PARTIALLY PROFICIENT, and much of the professional literature calls them struggling readers. A couple of months ago, I read something (and I wish I could remember what) about "developing" readers. That terms seems a lot more positive, a lot more hopeful, and a lot more appropriate, to describe kids who are still working out the reading puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I work with developing readers, I have three goals. First, I want to help them develop the heart of a reader- the attitudes and beliefs, that readers carry in their heads, e.g. reading is valuable to me, I am able to read, there are reasons to want to read, reading has value to me. Next, I want to help kids develop the skills and strategies readers need, the phonics and comprehension strategies that will help them make meaning from those funny little black squiggles on the page. Finally, I want kids to develop the voices of  readers, to become fluent, to read like people talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put attitudes and beliefs first, because I truly believe that until kids WANT to read,  see value in reading, and think they CAN read, not much else is going to happen. With that in mind, I'm always on the lookout for books that kids will WANT to read. I've found a new one this weekend. BUBBLE HOMES AND FISH FARTS, by Fiona Bayrock, and illustrated by Carolyn Conahan, begins with this introduction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bubbles are soft and squishy and full of air. They shimmer. They float. And they are very handy. Animals make bubbles, ride bubbles, breathe bubbles, and even live in bubbles. Animals use bubbles in amazing ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The remainder of the book is organized into two-page spreads, with each spread focusing on a different way that each of the sixteen featured animals uses bubbles. The section begins with a statement about how the animal uses bubbles, e.g. Bubbles are for fishing (humpback whales), bubbles are for talking (herring), bubbles are for nesting (African gray treefrog), followed by a paragraph of more detailed information. The illustrations are mostly pastel colors, watercolor I think. Each illustration contains a few cartoon bubbles that capture the essence of the text in a fun and different way. An appendix in the back contains more information about each animal, including scientific name, size, habitat, and a few fun facts, as well as a glossary. And don't miss the acknowledgments, with its extensive list of scientists who were consulted for this project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to share this one with my developing readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-4857601775702793273?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4857601775702793273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=4857601775702793273' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4857601775702793273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4857601775702793273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/bubble-homes-and-fish-farts-fiona.html' title='BUBBLE HOMES AND FISH FARTS- FIONA BAYROCK'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuxCdt3xPKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/b1LBuy-gE9g/s72-c/bubble+homes+and+fish+farts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-7671335981114880931</id><published>2009-10-28T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:29:14.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>NIC BISHOP BUTTERFLIES AND MOTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SukmwDBFYyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EDL91UX4YWg/s1600-h/bishop+butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SukmwDBFYyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EDL91UX4YWg/s200/bishop+butterflies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397888235265680162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have hung out in the world of children's nonfiction at all in the last few years, you've almost surely heard of uber-photographer Nic Bishop. Last year, Bishop won  a CYBILS award for NIC BISHOP FROGS. The annotation on the CYBILS website pretty much says it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nic Bishop is known for his jaw-dropping nature photography. Open a book cover with his name on it and you'll be greeted with stunning action shots, exquisite attention to detail, and sharp, sharp close-ups that inspire awe. Couple that with Bishop's equally crisp, up-close and personal writing in Nic Bishop Frogs, and you've got an award-winning combination of text and illustration that captures a child-like wonder about a topic that is anything but new. That's quite a feat. Bishop's language is interesting and playful, and his analogies and references are right on, squarely aimed at where kids' heads are at. Simple word choices never talk down, but will allow newish readers to find success easily. The book flows logically, covering life cycle, defense, diet, habitat, and other essentials you'd expect to find in an animal book, but the organization is refreshingly kid-friendly, meandering through the topics as though Bishop and the reader were having a conversation while sitting in a marsh waiting for a frog. It's intimate and personal and accessible---frogs as you've never seen them before. Fascinating process notes are sure to inspire young photographers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Substitute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moths and butterflies &lt;/span&gt;for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frogs&lt;/span&gt;, and you would have a pretty good review of NIC BISHOP MOTHS AND BUTTERFLIES. MOTHS AND BUTTERFLIES is an absolutely gorgeous book of nature photography, written by a biologist who clearly knows tons and tons and tons about his subject. He shares his knowledge in a way that is kid-friendly and accessible, yet not at all condescending or watered down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the book, Bishop shares a little about his process, including a story of an overnight trip to Costa Rica to photograph a rarely seen rainforest caterpillar that is able to puff up its body and look like a snake. I was fascinated by this story and dropped in at his website to look for similar stories about his process. One whole section of his site is devoted to an explanation of how he takes &lt;a href="http://www.nicbishop.com/nic_bishop_home_page_002.htm"&gt;his photographs.&lt;/a&gt; Fascinating stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-7671335981114880931?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7671335981114880931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=7671335981114880931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/7671335981114880931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/7671335981114880931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/nic-bishop-butterflies-and-moths.html' title='NIC BISHOP BUTTERFLIES AND MOTHS'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SukmwDBFYyI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EDL91UX4YWg/s72-c/bishop+butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-7396731588294338364</id><published>2009-10-28T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:01:09.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>BALARAMA: A ROYAL ELEPHANT- Ted and Betsy Lewin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuhOlYXySZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N8TEWjy2m84/s1600-h/balarama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuhOlYXySZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N8TEWjy2m84/s200/balarama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397650557507881362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted and Betsy Lewin have spent their lives travelling the world, collecting stories and creating beautiful picture books. Their latest book, BALARAMA: A ROYAL ELEPHANT. For this book, the Lewins travel to southern India, to meet Drona, the lead royal elephant in an annual parade held in celebration of Dasara, a centuries-old royal and religious festival. The Lewins are so taken with Drona, that they decide they must return the next year for the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, sometime that year, Drona is electrocuted when a branch he is eating touches an electrical wire. When the Lewins return to India, they meet Balarama, the newest lead elephant. This book chronicles the Balarama's role in parade in words, but maybe more importantly, in Ted Lewin's glorious, glorious, glorious watercolor illustrations. The pictures are so real that I feel like I'm right there watching the parade. Wow, wow, wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An appendix contains lots of  helpful nonfiction text tools to share with kids. There's a list of interesting facts (did you know, for instance, that elephants' trunks contain tens of thousands of individual muscles, or that elephants are left or right-tusked, just like humans are left or right-handed?). There's also a pictorial comparison of Asian and African elephants, and a short bio of the five most recent lead elephants in the Mysore Dasara celebration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-7396731588294338364?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7396731588294338364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=7396731588294338364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/7396731588294338364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/7396731588294338364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/balarama-royal-elephant-ted-and-betsy.html' title='BALARAMA: A ROYAL ELEPHANT- Ted and Betsy Lewin'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuhOlYXySZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N8TEWjy2m84/s72-c/balarama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-7165006459853582720</id><published>2009-10-27T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T03:53:01.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC book'/><title type='text'>CREATURE ABC- ANDREW ZUCKERMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SubM7LGNI5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/mPLfVGH_zxk/s1600-h/creature+abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SubM7LGNI5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/mPLfVGH_zxk/s200/creature+abc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397226520413283218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This new animal alphabet book is about as perfect as perfect can be. Each four-page spread begins with a photograph of an animal  and a large upper and lowercase letter. The next two-page spread has a different photo of the animal, as well as its name. Readers have the opportunity to peruse an alligators' toes, get close enough to tickle the hair under an elephant's chin, flinch at kangaroos kicking, feel the prick of a porcupine's quills, and caress a vulture's wing feathers. The animals' photos, placed against a plain &lt;/span&gt;white background (with the exception of N for nocturnal, which is black) are absolutely stunning. Emergent readers can practice strategies like predicting and cross checking picture against word. This book is a treat for the reader's eyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-7165006459853582720?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7165006459853582720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=7165006459853582720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/7165006459853582720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/7165006459853582720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/creature-abc-andrew-zuckerman.html' title='CREATURE ABC- ANDREW ZUCKERMAN'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SubM7LGNI5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/mPLfVGH_zxk/s72-c/creature+abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-4384039789105940725</id><published>2009-10-25T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T07:36:56.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>DOWN, DOWN, DOWN: A  JOURNEY TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA- Steve Jenkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuRhoSSQZzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MGlgFf4tgGM/s1600-h/Jenkins-+Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuRhoSSQZzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MGlgFf4tgGM/s200/Jenkins-+Down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396545598227769138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a charter member of the the Steve Jenkins Fan Club. I love the way Jenkins draws on children's natural curiosity to teach them about our world. I love how he makes complex information accessible to kids. And of course I love Jenkins' beautiful collage illustrations. SISTERS AND BROTHERS, and ACTUAL SIZE have long been two of my favorite nonfiction mentor texts. This weekend, Jenkins' newest book, DOWN, DOWN, DOWN: A JOURNEY TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA, leaped to the top of my list of all time favorite nonfiction/information picture books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN, DOWN, DOWN  begins with this one page introduction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Viewed from space, the earth looks like a watery blue ball. Oceans cover more than two-thirds of the globe's surface, and well over half the planet lies beneath water more than a mile (1 1/2 kilometers deep). We have explored only a small fraction of the oceans. In fact, more humans have walked on the moon than have visited the deepest spot in the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this book, we'll descend from the ocean's surface to the sea floor and travel through one of the most extreme environments on earth. Along the way we'll encounter some unusual creatures…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jenkins begins at the surface of the ocean, and takes his readers on a journey 35,838 feet down, to the bottom of the Marianas Trench. Each two-page spread represents a different cross section of the ocean. A "depth-meter" on the righthand side helps readers to know how far down they have travelled. Headings, accompanied by one or two paragraphs of text, explain to the reader what might be going on at that level. The text is typical Jenkins- meaty, yet accessible and interesting to kids. Here are a few facts that I found particularly interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bodies of most ocean animals are filled with fluids, so they don't have a problem with the pressure found under the ocean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nine out of every ten animals that live below the sunlit layers of the ocean are bioluminescent- they can produce their own light. Anything containing a hollow, air-filled space, such as a human body or a submarine, risks being crushed as it descends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;At 3,300 feet, marine snow, composed of dead plankton, fish scales, animal waste, and bits of larger creatures that have died in the waters above, is the primary food source for small animals, who then become prey for larger hunters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And of course, each two-page spread is illustrated by three or more of Jenkins' amazingly accurate and breathtakingly beautiful collage sea plants and animals. An appendix at the back of the book contains a paragraph about each animal, as well as a visual comparing the animal's size to that of the human hand. There is also a diagram showing what humans or vehicles have descended to particular depths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN, DOWN, DOWN is a book that will fascinate kids (not to mention parents and teachers!) I could use the book to teach kids about tools such as headings and diagrams and appendixes. I could use it as a mentor for interesting nonfiction writing. I love having kids draw on Jenkins' work to  create  illustrations for their own research reports. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must-own&lt;/span&gt; for any library, classroom, or family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-4384039789105940725?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4384039789105940725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=4384039789105940725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4384039789105940725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/4384039789105940725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/down-down-down-journey-to-bottom-of-sea.html' title='DOWN, DOWN, DOWN: A  JOURNEY TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA- Steve Jenkins'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuRhoSSQZzI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/MGlgFf4tgGM/s72-c/Jenkins-+Down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-2803579368702936375</id><published>2009-10-23T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T17:53:32.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog tour'/><title type='text'>BLOG TOUR- A PLACE FOR WONDER- Georgia Heard and Jennifer McDonough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuH4HBeVCgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/guaCGbKgHT0/s1600-h/A-Place-for-Wonder-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395866628104980994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 150px; height: 150px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuH4HBeVCgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/guaCGbKgHT0/s200/A-Place-for-Wonder-150x150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a very special day at Carol W's corner. I am honored to host Georgia Heard and Jennifer McDonough, the authors of a wonderful new professional book, A PLACE FOR WONDER. The book begins with "Straight Line," a poem that perfectly captures how I sometimes feel in schools. Kids are so wonderful, and curious, and thoughtful, and then they come to school. Read the poem, but don't stop there! There is more below!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Straight Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by Georgia Heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the kindergarteners&lt;br /&gt;walk to recess and back&lt;br /&gt;in a perfectly straight line&lt;br /&gt;no words between them.&lt;br /&gt;They must stifle their small voices,&lt;br /&gt;their laughter, they must&lt;br /&gt;stop the little skip in their walk,&lt;br /&gt;they must not dance or hop&lt;br /&gt;or run or exclaim.&lt;br /&gt;They must line up&lt;br /&gt;at the water fountain&lt;br /&gt;straight, and in perfect form,&lt;br /&gt;like the brick wall behind them.&lt;br /&gt;One of their own given the job&lt;br /&gt;of informer – guard of quiet,&lt;br /&gt;soldier of stillness.&lt;br /&gt;If they talk&lt;br /&gt;or make a sound&lt;br /&gt;they will lose their stars.&lt;br /&gt;Little soldiers marching to and from&lt;br /&gt;pretend&lt;br /&gt;their hair sweaty&lt;br /&gt;from escaping dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;their hearts full of loving the world&lt;br /&gt;and all they want to do&lt;br /&gt;is shout it out&lt;br /&gt;at the top of their lungs.&lt;br /&gt;When they walk back to class&lt;br /&gt;they must quietly&lt;br /&gt;fold their pretends into pockets,&lt;br /&gt;must dam the river of words,&lt;br /&gt;ones they’re just learning,&lt;br /&gt;new words that hold the power&lt;br /&gt;to light the skies, and if they don’t&lt;br /&gt;a star is taken away.&lt;br /&gt;One star&lt;br /&gt;by one star&lt;br /&gt;until night grows dark and heavy&lt;br /&gt;while they learn to think carefully&lt;br /&gt;before skipping,&lt;br /&gt;before making a wish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read A PLACE FOR WONDER almost a month ago. It's one of those books, though, that sticks with you. I find myself thinking about it, and sharing it with friends, and examining my practice through a new and different lens. This week I got to ask Georgia and Jennifer some of my burning questions. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've followed your work for many, many years, and have been really convicted by the notion that teachers need to first be writers and poets themselves, if they are going to teach others to be writers and poets. As I read TIME FOR WONDER, I kept thinking about that, and wondering if teachers didn't also need to see the world through wondering eyes, if they were going to evoke that same sense in children. Do you think that is true? If so, what are some of the ways you evoke and cultivate wonder in your own lives?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do believe that teachers need to be writers and poets themselves if they are going to teach others to be writers and poets. I’ve always loved what Cynthia Rylant wrote: I once met a boy who was a poet. I believe he was born with a way of looking at things…and even if he never writes one single line of poetry, he’ll always be a poet. I believe that we’re all born with a poetic way of looking at things, and that young children are natural poets, but as we get older life sometimes squeezes the poetry out of us. Our job is to try and find that poetry inside us again; to try to find our voices. Writing alongside our students, at home, or briefly in the classroom, can help spark this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ways that I cultivate wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to find beauty everywhere I go. You don’t have to live in a rural or suburban setting -- I lived in NYC for over twenty years – and there was so much beauty there: flowers sticking out of the water buckets at the corner deli: the way the sparrows flitter and squawk over a bagel scrap in the street; morning light blazing down side streets; and so many other moments. It might take more effort in an urban setting, but if we just open our eyes we can find it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having a young child in my house is an everyday reminder to see the world through different eyes. He is full of "whys" and "how comes," and teaches me to slow down and think about how kids see the world around them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a teacher in an urban school. Ninety percent of my students are on free lunch. They are crammed into tenement apartments surrounded by little, if anything beautiful or wonderful. There is also not a lot of intellectual stimulation. The teachers at our school do everything they can to create warm and nurturing environment at school, but what kinds of tools can they give kids to help them carry a sense of wonder into their world, when lots of times it just simply is not very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I taught in schools in NYC that were like the one you describe above, and I really know how difficult it can be. The kids in your school need that sense of wonder nurtured. Bring the beauty of the world inside the classroom. Here is a gathering of a few ideas (all from NYC classrooms) to bring wonder and beauty inside. Bring in a small cherry tree branch (found at a corner deli in spring), and place it in a water bucket in the corner, and wait for it to bloom. If allowed, bring in hermit crabs, and other living creatures. Bring in blooming plants. A terrarium. A discovery table with shells and nests displayed next to a magnifying glass. A single flower in a vase. Hang a cloth or a quilt on the wall -- especially if there is a story behind it. Ask kids to plant seeds or bulbs, and watch them bloom. One small square would be a great idea for kids to really look deeply and see their world with new eyes. Even putting the square on concrete and looking at it through a microscope can evoke a sense of wonder at what unexpected things they might find. And so many more ideas… Make your classroom the beauty that the kids might not be able to see outside. Read The Old Woman and Her Secret by Eve Merriam, and tell them that their job this year is to ask questions, and be filled with wonder; and then set up wondering centers so the kids can begin to express that wonder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We do lots with nonfiction and research with our students. I don't think, howeer, that we are as good at researching their "heart wonders." I'm wondering if you could talk a little more about the kinds of things that you do to help kids address their "heart wonder" questions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Heart Wonders” are the big, pondering, and sometimes personal questions that we ask ourselves such as: What will my future be? ; What makes a friend? ; Why do bad things sometimes happen to people? These questions are meant to be pondered, savored, and explored by reflecting on them but also by having a conversation with another person; they are not necessarily researched in the same way as more informational questions. We tell younger kids that “research wonders” are questions about things that you can hold in your hand (although this isn’t always true), and “heart wonders” are those questions that are about what’s in your heart and mind. As we describe in our book, the two types of questions often blend. Many personal essays come from “heart wonders” – explored through personal writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, so, so many ideas in the book could be used in intermediate grades. I'm wondering, though whether, you would whether the two of you might ever consider doing a sequel, with Jen teaching and Georgia conducting research in an intermediate grade classroom? That would be a fun book to read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the suggestion! We’ll definitely think about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm also the mom of two high school kids. My guys go to a high school that is considered to be the best in the district, yet there is very little, if any, space for kids' passion or interest, or engagement or wondering within the walls of the classroom. I wonder, then, how can middle and high school teachers embrace your ideas? What can parents of high school kids do to restore joy, and passion, and wonder to their kids' learning lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’re so right – when kids get into high school their passion, interest and sense of wonder diminishes. This should be the subject of another book but, briefly, teachers could make room for students’ questions in each subject – and devote part of the class to exploring these questions. Can you imagine if there was a class called Pondering Time where students ask “heart wonder” questions and, then write to explore the answers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so, so, so loved this book. I so, so, so needed this book. I want you to read it too. You can read the book or order it at &lt;a href="http://www.stenhouse.com/"&gt;Stenhouse.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, Georgia and Jen will be hosting a web conference on Monday night. If you would like to be part of that, please leave a comment below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-2803579368702936375?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2803579368702936375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=2803579368702936375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2803579368702936375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/2803579368702936375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-tour-place-for-wonder-georgia.html' title='BLOG TOUR- A PLACE FOR WONDER- Georgia Heard and Jennifer McDonough'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SuH4HBeVCgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/guaCGbKgHT0/s72-c/A-Place-for-Wonder-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-9005349954966804282</id><published>2009-10-17T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:54:58.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CYBILS nominee 2009'/><title type='text'>JUST THE RIGHT SIZE- WHY BIG ANIMALS ARE BIG AND LITTLE ANIMALS ARE LITTLE by NICOLA DAVIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Stp7MuR2_GI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Os5J3Rm5ql4/s1600-h/just+the+right+size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Stp7MuR2_GI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Os5J3Rm5ql4/s200/just+the+right+size.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393758962241174626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when people who know a lot about a topic can make the information interesting and understandable to someone who is not an expert in their field. That's exactly what happens in JUST THE RIGHT SIZE: WHY BIG ANIMALS ARE BIG AND LITTLE ANIMALS ARE LITTLE. Author and zoologist Nicola Davies draws on her considerable expertise as a zoologist to help kids understand some pretty complex information about animal evolution and physiology. Davies begins by explaining the BTLT (Big Thing, Little Thing) Rule (which would be terrific to link to intermediate grade math or science lessons on surface area and volume):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you DOUBLE the length of something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the surface area and cross section &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go up FOUR TIMES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while its volume and weight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go up EIGHT TIMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Davies then explains, in 1-2 page spreads, how this rule impacts any number of aspects of human and animal physiology, e.g. why people can't fly, why animals can only be "so big," how the surface area of the gills and the intestines are increase the efficiency of the respiratory and digestive systems, how size impacts travel, etc. Each of these topics, and lots of  others, are complicated, but Davies explains them in a way that is friendly, and understandable, and humorous. And there are tons of fun-to-know facts embedded throughout, e.g. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you spread out the skin that makes up the air sacs in your lungs, it would cover most of a tennis court"&lt;/span&gt; OR "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gibbons used to be large, tree-climbing apes, more like chimps, but when they started to get around in the forest by swinging from tree to tree, having a nice, light body was convenient…now they are the lightest ape, the size of a fat domestic cat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids (and adults) will also love Neal Layton's humorous, cartoon- style illustrations. They're funny, but also packed with tons of information that complement the text. The illustrations will be great "mentor texts" for my fourth and fifth graders, who already know quite a bit about diagrams, and need to stretch themselves a little. I think it would be fun for them to choose three or four significant facts, then try to embed those some how in their illustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This probably is not a book for most little guys, but I think third, fourth, and fifth graders would really enjoy it. I could even see reading it aloud to my son's high school biology class…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-9005349954966804282?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9005349954966804282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=9005349954966804282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/9005349954966804282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/9005349954966804282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-right-size-why-big-animals-are-big.html' title='JUST THE RIGHT SIZE- WHY BIG ANIMALS ARE BIG AND LITTLE ANIMALS ARE LITTLE by NICOLA DAVIES'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/Stp7MuR2_GI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Os5J3Rm5ql4/s72-c/just+the+right+size.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-495357499756412258</id><published>2009-10-16T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T04:21:41.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry Friday'/><title type='text'>POETRY FRIDAY- A FOUND POEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SthRG303jFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/c4OF11964jI/s1600-h/autumn-colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SthRG303jFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/c4OF11964jI/s200/autumn-colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393149732282928210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;A redorangeyellow&lt;br /&gt;Autumn Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things,&lt;br /&gt;it seems to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use up&lt;br /&gt;each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill it&lt;br /&gt;overflowing&lt;br /&gt;with good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Deliberately&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two, begin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mend a fractured friendship,&lt;br /&gt;mail an overdue letter,&lt;br /&gt;repair a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;lay aside a griveance,&lt;br /&gt;act on a noble impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know,&lt;br /&gt;"The night cometh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lanny Henninger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- POETRY FRIDAY is at the home of poet extraordinaire, &lt;a href="http://laurasalas.livejournal.com/"&gt;Laura Salas.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724394291330902141-495357499756412258?l=carolwscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/495357499756412258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724394291330902141&amp;postID=495357499756412258' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/495357499756412258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724394291330902141/posts/default/495357499756412258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolwscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-friday-found-poem.html' title='POETRY FRIDAY- A FOUND POEM'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656</uri><email>carwilc@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03188207429900863998'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OW2bqQqhF_Y/SthRG303jFI/AAAAAAAAAd4/c4OF11964jI/s72-c/autumn-colors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>