Verlag: KidKiddos Books
I Love Winter - English children's book.Winter is a fun and beautiful season to play in the snow, but Jimmy the little bunny was not prepared for the cold weather. Once he learns how to keep himself warm, he can finally enjoy spending time outside with his family.
Engage emergent readers with a look inside different parts of a home. This simple nonfiction text pairs with the fiction book Our New Neighbors.Zum Buch
It’s 1859. The British and Americans coexist on the small island of San Juan, located off the coast of the Pacific Northwest. They are on fairly good terms— until one fateful morning when an innocent hog owned by a British man has the misfortune to eat some potatoes on an American farmer’s land. In a moment of rash anger, Lyman Cutlar shoots Charles Griffin’s pig, inadvertently almost bringing the two nations to war. Tensions flare, armies gather, cannons are rolled out … all because of a pig! Emma Bland Smith’s humorous text brings to life this true story of how two great nations once almost went to war—but learned to share instead.Zum Buch
With only one sleep left before Christmas Eve, Dasher can’t contain her excitement for her favorite holiday. With the sound of Christmas carols on the breeze and twinkling lights radiating from a nearby city, she sneaks off to visit the festivities. But as night deepens and snow starts to fall, Dasher realizes she can no longer spot the North Star in the sky to lead her home. Will the kindness of a child, an unexpected gift, and a dose of Christmas spirit get her back in time to help guide Santa’s sleigh? The New York Times bestselling creator of Dasher has crafted another delightful journey featuring everyone’s favorite reindeer doe, in a story full of giving, joy, and holiday magic.Zum Buch
2024-2025 Nebraska Golden Sower Award Nominee 2024-2025 South Carolina Book Award Nominee 2023 Northeastern Minnesota Book Award Winner Twelve-year-old Maia's parents say she's lucky to have smelled the smoke, lucky to have pulled her sister, Amelia, out of their burning house. But is it really "lucky" when Amelia's in the hospital? And is it “lucky" when Maia knows it was her candle that started the fire? When she's sent to spend the summer with her grandparents in Minnesota while her sister heals, Maia discovers that her demons are intent on following her. Maia barely knows her grandparents, she desperately misses her sister and home, and she's not thrilled to be spending the summer with Grandpa Howard on his motorcycle rides, where he spends all day keeping watch for forest fires. There are no kids in Gram and Pop's small town—just the chatty nine-year-old neighbor and a friendly, stray dog. But Maia will soon learn that nature is a powerful teacher, and sometimes our greatest strengths show themselves when we have to be there for someone else. As she begins to figure out how to face her guilt, she'll discover there's a fine line between fear and adventure.Zum Buch
With the passage of time, the pets we cherish have transcended beyond mere animals to become integral members of our families. These wonderful creatures bring us solace in their unique ways, growing into our confidants, best friends, and keepers of our deepest secrets. The loss of such a beloved companion can be as heartbreaking as any other loss, often even more profound. Soulful Paws & Whiskers is a compassionate guide for those navigating the heart-wrenching journey of losing a pet. Whether you’ve experienced the pain of saying goodbye to a cherished pet or are supporting a loved one through their grief, this book offers the understanding and support you need. Unlike other books on the topic, it provides clear, practical guidance without adding confusion during this difficult time. This book serves as a beacon in the darkness, offering solace, comfort, and practical tools to help you navigate the deep complexities of pet loss. It is more than just words on a page; it is a guide with hands-on methods and instructions designed to help you honor your pet’s memory and find peace in your own time and way. Healing is a personal journey, and this book embraces that belief wholeheartedly, offering pointers without interfering with your unique process. Within these pages, you will find guidance on understanding the deep bond with pets, allowing yourself to process loss in your own time, and creating meaningful tributes to your beloved pet. You will also learn how to lean on others for support, explore the spiritual aspects of pet loss, and discover practical tips to manage your emotions. This book encourages transforming grief into action, embracing nature's healing power, building emotional resilience, and understanding that love endures beyond physical presence.Zum Buch
The Foxholes of Mars by Fritz Leiber - The wars of the far future will be fought with giant spaceships, but it will still take the infantryman to hold down the planets. And some of the thoughts bred in the foxholes of Mars or Alpha Centauri Duo or Rigel Tres will be fully as bitter as some of those dredged up in the foxholes of Earth. Ever inward from the jagged horizon the machines of death crept, edged, scurried, rocketed, and tunneled towards him. It seemed as if all this purple-sunned creation had conspired to isolate, to smash him. To the west—for all planets share a west, if nothing else—the nuclear bombs bloomed, meaningless giant fungi. Invisibly overhead the spaceships roared, distant as gods, yet shaking the yellow sky. Even the soil was treacherous, nauseated by artificial earthquakes—nobody's mother, least of all an Earthman's. "Why don't you cheer up?" the others had said to him. "It's a mad planet." But he would not cheer up, for he knew what they said was literally true. Soon they would fall back and the enemy would retake the mangled thing they called an objective. Was it the sixth time? The seventh? And did the soldiers on the other side have six legs, or eight? The enemy were pretty haphazard as to what troops they used in this sector. Worse was the noise. Meaningless, mechanical screeches tore at his skull, until thoughts rattled around in it like dry seeds in a dry pod. He started to lift his hands to his ears, then checked the gesture, convulsed with soundless laughter and tearless weeping, bitter memories and searing hatred. Once there had been a galactic society—a galactic empire—and he had played an unnoticed part on one of its nice quiet planets ... but now? Galactic empire? Galactic horse-dung! Perhaps he had always hated his fellow men as much as he did now. But in the prewar days his hatred had been closely bound and meticulously repressed.Zum Buch
