Monday, January 30, 2012

Story - "From Nuts To Reading"


This mini-story is based upon the characters in the new children's book: Tales From The Glades Of Ballymore

Chauncy Squirrel has been previously introduced in "A Red Rose" and "An Ambulance For Chauncy".

Saturday morning there was a knock the squirrels' door. Rachel answered and was happy to see Chauncy Squirrel standing there. Chauncy lives about a half-mile south of Ballymore.

"Wow, Chauncy!" she said and hugged him.

"Hello, Rachel.  I thought I would visit Ballymore and you today."

"I'm glad you did.  Come in, please.  I'll make some tea."

Chauncy was carrying a book, Flora of the British Isles.  Rachel noticed immediately and enquired about it.

"When I go on a hike, sometimes I bring this book to identify the trees I see in the forest.  I'm particularly interested in the many kinds of nuts they produce," he responded.

Rachel began learning to read last year, and she liked Chauncy's idea. He let her look at the book.  It was beautiful with many illustrations.

"I've seen many of these trees.  Can I go looking for trees and nuts with you?" she asked.

"Of course.  I would love that," he said.  "Let's take a bag with us to collect the nuts.  Some we can eat, and some we can save to begin a collection."

After tea they began their hike around Ballymore.  It was sunny and not too cold, a fine day for a hike.  Shortly, they were at the frogs' cottage and Finn was sitting on his dock.  He was bored.  He liked adventures, and there were no adventures today.

"Hi, Finn," said Rachel.  "This is my friend Chauncy.  He lives just south of here.  We are going on a hike for nuts.  Would you like to come with us?"

Finn said hello to Chauncy.  A nut hike didn't sound particularly exciting, but it was the best offer he had so far.

"Sure, I'll go," he said.

Finn saw the book Chauncy was carrying but wasn't particularly interested.  He was much more interested in adventures.  Reading was boring, and books were of no value as far as he was concerned.

Rachel took the book and showed Finn some of the illustrations of the different nuts.  Each one had its name printed underneath.

Finn said, "I've seen many of these nuts in the forest."

He pointed at the pictures and said, "This is an acorn, and this is a pine cone."

Rachel said, Yes!  Exactly right and the words under the pictures are the names - acorn and pine cone."

"Hmmm," said Finn.

They went into the woods behind Finn's cottage and began collecting different kinds nuts.  Finn knew the names of most of them.  Then he found one he was unable to name.  He showed it to the others, and they couldn't name it either.

Rachel said, "Well, let's look in the book.  It will tell us the answer."

Finn was surprised.  "It will?" he asked.

"Yes," said Rachel.  "That's why we brought it with us."

She gave the book to Finn and asked him to find the picture of the nut he had just picked up.  After a couple of minutes, he located it.

"I got it!" he said excitedly.

Rachel looked at it and said, "Yes, you did.  Here is its name written under it."

Finn stared at the word.

Rachel said, "This is a hazel nut."

"You mean this book can tell us about the nuts?"

"Oh, yes and much more," answered Rachel.

For the rest of the morning, they continued to collect nuts.  Some of them were very tasty.  Finn used the book to find the nuts they couldn't name.  Rachel read each name and a description to him.  It turned out to be an interesting experience for Finn.  Perhaps books had some value after all, he thought. Perhaps he would consider learning to read.

We will see.


© 2012 Robert N. Brooks


The weekly Story about the animal residents of Ballymore is available for free syndication to family-oriented blogs and websites.  For information, please contact me at: ballymoretales(at)gmail(dot)com.


 


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Friday, January 27, 2012

Favorite Recipes
Chocolate Truffles


Adding rolled oats that have first been ground in the food processor helps hold these chocolate balls together while giving them an earthy note.

(From Saveur Magazine)

 



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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Book of the Week - Promise The Night
Michaela MacColl


Immediately compelling and action-packed, this carefully researched work of historical fiction introduces young readers to the childhood of the famous yet elusive Beryl Markham, the first person to fly solo from England to North America. As in her debut novel, Prisoners in the Palace, MacColl propels readers into a multilayered story with an unforgettable heroine and evocative language that brings the backdrop of colonial British East Africa to life. A fascinating read for anyone with a thirst for adventure. (Amazon)

Review:

Galloping into the air much like the horses she later trained, Beryl Clutterbuck Markham was a young women coming of age in a time not prepared for her vivaciousness. Growing up the only daughter of a successful farmer and horse trainer, Beryl turned to the native Nandi people in her East African home to teach her discipline and survival. Every day was an adventure filled with lions, leopards, a “step-mother”, a governess and eventually school in the city. Beryl grew from each of her experiences to become a woman revered by many, but her youth was filled with not only skepticism but danger at every turn. (Ages 9 and up)

Please read the rest of the review at Theres A Book.

 


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Friday, January 20, 2012

Favorite Recipes
Apple Brown Betty


Nothing could be finer than a glass of tawny port with this slightly tart dessert.  For the best betty, we consulted SAVEUR contributor Marion Cunningham, author of The Fannie Farmer Cookbook (Knopf, 1990). She passed this along with the advice that you won't need the lemon juice if your apples are flavorful.

(from Saveur Magazine)


 


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Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Book of the Week -
The Cats in the Doll Shop
Yona Zeldis McDonough, Heather Malone


When Anna spots a cat in the yard behind her parents' doll shop, she is excited. Then she realizes the cat is about to have kittens-even better! And Anna has something else to look forward to: her cousin Tania is coming from Russia to stay with Anna's family. Anna already has two sisters, but she and Tania are the exact same age-eleven-and she imagines they will get along perfectly. But Tania doesn't respond to Anna's friendly overtures, and her sisters don't seem to like Tania at all. Luckily, Anna finds a creative way to use her love of dolls and cats to bring everyone together.


Yona Zeldis McDonough (www.yonazeldismcdonough), a lifelong doll-lover and the author of several other books for children and adults, lives in Brooklyn, New York.

Heather Maione has illustrated many books for children. She lives in Laurel Hollow, New York. (Amazon)

REVIEW:

(Ages 7-10) I have a soft spot for both animal stories and doll stories, so I was eager to read Yona Zeldis McDonough's newest book, The Cats in the Doll Shop.  While this book is a sequel to her earlier novel, The Doll Shop Downstairs, it can easily be read without having read the first book. 

Set in 1915, a few years after the first story, this book returns to the cozy world of the Breittlemann family, who live upstairs from their small doll factory which supplies to New York's legendary toy store FAO Schwartz.

Please read the rest of the review at The Fourth Musketeer.




 


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Friday, January 13, 2012

Favorite Recipes
Maple Squares With Walnuts


Serve these chewy dessert squares, known as Carré Érable et Noix, in shallow bowls, with a pitcher of cream to be poured over the top. This recipe first appeared in The Sweet Life, a story about Quebec's second-largest maple syrup-producing region, Bas-St-Laurent.


(from Saveur Magazine)



 


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Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Book of the Week - Seven Fathers
Ashley Ramsden


In the midst of a fearsome blizzard, a weary traveler seeks refuge from the cold.

"Good evening, Father, I'm so glad I found you. Would you, by any chance, have a room where I could spend the night?"
"Oh," said the old man. "I'm not the father of the house, You'll have to ask my father. He's around back, in the kitchen."

And so the travler is sent on a journey within his journey, arriving at a surprising destination.

Ashley Ramsden's eloquent retelling of a Norwegian folktale is handsomely complemented by Caldecott Medalist Ed Young's masterful cut paper collages in this unusual and haunting book, Seven Fathers. (Ages 4 and up)

Ashley Ramsden is the founding director of the School of Storytelling in Sussex England, and co-author with Nancy Mellon of the award-winning book Body Eloquence: The Power of Myth and Story to Awaken the Body's Energies. Ashley travels the world with his acclaimed performances and workshops.

A Caldecott Medalist and two-time Caldecott Honor Book artist, Ed Young has also been twice nominated for the Hans Christian Andersen Award. He most recently wrote and illustrated Hook, about which Kirkus, in a starred review, said, “arresting and absorbing, this tale soars.” Born in Tientsin, China, and brought up in Shanghai, he now lives with his family in Hastings-on-Hudson, New York.   (Amazon)

REVIEW:

Late one winter night, a weary traveler trudges through a fierce snowstorm. 

Just as he feels he can go no farther, he spies the blazing lights of a house in the distance. He might yet survive—if only he can cross the frosty meadow and find a warm, dry place to spend the night.

Outside the house, the bundled-up walker finds an old man chopping wood and approaches him to ask: “Good evening, Father. I’m so glad I found you. Would you, by any chance, have a room where I could spend the night?” Such a simple question would normally lead to a simple answer, right?......

Please read the rest of the review at Books of Wonder and Wisdom

 


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Monday, January 9, 2012

Story - "The Apple-Walnut Pie"



This mini-story is based upon the characters in the new children's eBook: Tales From The Glades Of Ballymore

Last Friday morning Branna, Britt and Brie Bluebird were sitting at their dining table.  It was a slow day for the Ballymore messenger service.  They had no messages to deliver.

Branna asked, "Do you remember grandma's apple-walnut pies?"

"Oh, yes!  They were so delicious," said Brie enthusiastically.  Britt agreed.

"Why don't we make one," suggested Branna.

"We don't know how," said Britt.

Their mother was in the kitchen making soup for dinner and overheard the pie discussion.  She had an initial thought: a "Big Mess".  Her second thought was more kind.  Her children had never done much baking.  This was an opportunity.

She walked into the dining room and said, "I know the recipe and we can all make the pie together.  It will be fun.  Do you remember the scrumptious smell of grandma's apple-walnut pie as it baked?"

Everyone remembered that aroma.  They would do it!

The main ingredients were apples, walnuts, sugar, flour, butter, milk, and spices.  Mrs. Bluebird assigned each daughter a task.  Branna would peel and chop the apples.  Britt would chop the walnuts.  Brie would measure the flour.  She would gather and measure the rest of the ingredients.

Things went pretty well until Brie tried to measure the flour.  The flour was in a large jar on the kitchen counter.  She was using a small scoop to transfer the flour from the jar to a mixing bowl.  It took many trips back and forth.  To make a long story short, she fell into the flour jar on about the tenth trip.

In an instant, the bluebird looked like white canary.  And in an instant, there was coughing and wing flapping as she flew out of the jar.  Flour also flew out of the jar and spread around the kitchen.  This was the "Big Mess" that Mrs. Bluebird had feared.  Two of the children thought it was quite funny.

Mrs. Bluebird yelled, "Brie, stop flying!"

Brie landed on the dining table and shook herself.  A small cloud of flour surrounded her as it worked its way out of her feathers.  It was an hour before the kitchen and Brie were relatively clean.  After a while she also thought the incident was funny.  Their mother never came to that persuasion.

Despite the difficulties, the apple-walnut pie did eventually make it into the oven.  It was not long before the treehouse was filled with the aroma that was so loved.

Branna said, "It almost seems like grandma is here again."

"I believe she is here," said their mother.  "We just can't see her."

It took about an hour for the pie to bake and another hour for it to cool down enough.  Everyone waited impatiently.  Finally, Mrs. Bluebird said, "Shall we taste it?"

"Yeah!" was the unanimous response.

About that time, Mr. Bluebird arrived home and the family enjoy a treat they had not had for a long time.  Brie put an extra plate and fork on the table for grandma.  She carefully cut a small piece of the warm pie and placed it on grandma's plate.

Mrs. Bluebird looked at the plate and smiled as she remembered her mother.




 


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Friday, January 6, 2012

Favorite Recipes
Banana and Dark Rum Bread Pudding


This rich version of bread pudding was developed by SAVEUR test kitchen director Kellie Evans, who recommends it as a great way to use up overripe bananas or soon-to-go-stale bread. Its spicy, warm flavors pair perfectly with a scoop of vanilla ice cream or a cup of strong coffee.

(from Saveur Magazine)


 


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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Book of the Week - The Floating Islands
Rachel Neumeier

When Trei loses his family in a tragic disaster, he must search out distant relatives in a new land. The Floating Islands are unlike anything Trei has ever seen: stunning, majestic, and graced with kajurai, men who soar the skies with wings.

Trei is instantly sky-mad, and desperate to be a kajurai himself.  The only one who fully understands his passion is Araene, his newfound cousin.  Prickly, sarcastic, and gifted, Araene has a secret of her own . . . a dream a girl cannot attain.

Trei and Araene quickly become conspirators as they pursue their individual paths.  But neither suspects that their lives will be deeply entwined, and that the fate of the Floating Islands will lie in their hands.

Filled with rich language, and told in alternating voices, The Floating Islands is an all-encompassing young adult fantasy read. (Amazon)

REVIEW:

(Ages 8-12) Newly orphaned and grieving, Trei sails for the Floating Islands in search of relatives who will take him in. He forgets his despair, though, the moment he sees the kajuraihi—men with wings who can fly on the wind. More than anything, Trei wants to join their ranks, but his family history makes that unlikely. Meanwhile, his cousin Araenè chafes at the limits placed on women and habitually vents her frustration by prowling the streets dressed as a boy. Against all odds, Trei and Araenè manage to attain the careers and freedom they want. But when war threatens, the skills they’ve gained—flying for Trei and fledgling magic for Araenè—seem a paltry defense against a well-trained army.

Please read the rest of the review on Reads For Keeps.


 


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Monday, January 2, 2012

Story - "Time!"



This mini-story is based upon the characters in the new children's book: Tales From The Glades Of Ballymore

On New Year's Eve Bartholomew Owl and his nephew, Oliver, were looking out the side window of his treehouse.  They had a good view of the pond. A quarter-moon had risen and was occasionally covered by fast moving clouds.

Oliver said, "I don't understand New Year's Eve."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, how do we know when it's the new year?"

When we hear the bell from the Waterford church tower bong 12 times, it's the new year," answered the owl.

"But what if there were no bells or clocks anywhere?"

"The calendar tells that today is December 31st and tomorrow will be January 1st.  When dawn arrives, it will be the new year."

"But what if there were no calendars?" pushed Oliver.

"Now we are getting into a deeper discussion.  Thousands of years ago, there were no calendars or clocks.  People had not yet created them. The sun and the moon marked each day.  The seasons were also determined this way.  We still celebrate Mid Summer's Eve and Winter Solstice Eve, as you know.  They are very important to us."

"Did New Year's Eve exist then, but people didn't know about it?" continued Oliver.

"No.  People created New Year's Eve along with years, months, weeks, days, hours and minutes.  They needed a way to record events and schedule things.  They needed a way to keep track of time."

"Then, did people invent time?" asked Oliver.

"No.  Time is at least as old as the universe.  Before there were people, the sun still rose and set every day.  Natural events occurred."

"What is time, uncle Bart?"

"Ummm.

"All events in the universe occur in a sequence - one after another. One event causes another and another and another.  Everything is interconnected. The occurrence of these events is separated by time," answered Bartholomew.

"What if no events occurred?  What if all events stopped?  Would there be no time either?"

Bartholomew thought and then said, "For how long do you want the events to be stopped?"

They looked at each other and smiled.


© 2012 Robert N. Brooks


The weekly Story about the animal residents of Ballymore is available for free syndication to family-oriented blogs and websites.  For information, please contact me at: ballymoretales(at)gmail(dot)com.




 


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