Edy Gordon is a former schoolteacher, long-time poet, and does watercolors as a hobby. She currently lives in Los Angeles.

This lovely book is perfect for sharing with little ones, aged 2 to 7, who will delight in helping to tell these endearing Christmas stories themselves. In The Christmas Mice two little mice help Santa Claus deliver presents that have fallen from his sleigh. In The Smallest Christmas Tree everyone is buying big trees apart from Mrs Angel who lives in a tiny cottage. Luckily the Christmas tree man takes pity on her and gives her a little tree to plant in her garden. Meet the Boy Who Stayed ...

This book is a collection of children's short stories.From my life I chose experiences which I could share with new generations of children.Some are real and some are fantas. We all know that children have good imagination. This book will start up thier imagination and will teach them the art of reading starting at a young age.

My work involves many stories which are a collection of experiences from my early childhood life and other parts of my life, much of it is fantasy. I have used with my imagination, children learn to read, what they enjoy, I think they will really enjoy this work.Thank you from Harlene Milder.

In this enchanting tale author Penelope Torribio, tells of how a fairy and a boy turn a vacant lot into a beautiful community garden, demonstrating how someone of any age, even a child and a fairy can make a difference in a community and maybe even the world. This book has lovely photo-based illustrations by the author with just the right mix of fantasy and reality.

After the lights are out, the stuffed animals come alive in this whimsical childrens story. Seven-year-old Jessica loves her stuffed animals so much that shes given each one a special name. Every night at bedtime, Jessica places them all around her so she can have good dreams. But once shes in bed, Jessica has a hard time staying there! Jessicas daddy warns her that every time she gets out of bed, he will take one of her stuffed animals and put it back on the shelf. The first one to go is ...

When a little boy grows tired of wondering what is inside his fathers special shoebox, he finally decides to ask. But when his father tells him it is filled with a message of hope eternal and that he must wait to hear the whole story, the boy thinks he will burst with curiosity.As the boy attempts to go about his day, he decides he cannot wait another minute to see what is in that box. After plotting and planning to secretly peek inside the box, he waits for the perfect time. As th...

A man who pulls money out of his ears? A piano-playing goldfish? A planet where your thoughts float in the air beside your head? A girl who skips school by traveling through time? A magician who pulls himself out of a hat? This hilarious collection of zany limericks by W. W. Rowe is given an extra jolt of wackiness by Charles A. Filius's amusing, brilliant illustrations. Buy this book for the kids--then steal it for yourself

In this wonderful and heartfelt collection of childrens poetry, Gary W. Fort captures the experiences of growing up. Mom, I Love Spaghetti includes poems about dreams, fear of the dark, bedtime, playing baseball, and eating pizza and popcorn. Every child will identity with these universally-themed poems and parents will delight in the high-quality, evocative writing.

Twelve-year-old twins Jaeda and Kaedin are preparing for their society's rite of passage. Kaedin's hoping to get magic. Jaeda just wants to survive. But neither are prepared for the surprise awaiting them."Rite of Passage" is a 1,900 word short story.

Destiny and Faith come up with a great idea to keep busy during the summer. They try to get a job! They end up cleaning a dusty, possibly haunted, old attic, running a PURPLE lemonade stand, and most importantly, making a great new friend. Dustin happens to be Deaf, and Destiny and Faith put their knowledge of American Sign Language to the test! But can it help them land a job?EXCERPT“I can't believe we're doing this,” Faith whispered from behind me. We wer...