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I was invited to read my books to the students and families of Sowing Seeds Preschool today. What a fun experience that was! Most of the children were preschool age, which is younger than I am used to reading to. But they were very attentive and well behaved. Parents and siblings were also invited so it was a large and diverse group. I read small excerpts from each book and allowed for questions and comments in between. The puppets were a hit again with Ali Baba stealing the show. He was passed around so everyone had a chance to hold him for a minute or two. One young listener was reluctant to return him to me.
The school went all out to make me feel welcome. As I approached the gates of the school, a poster announcing my visit greeted me.
A walk of fame directed everyone to the gymnasium where I made my presentation. How cool is that!
I set up my display featuring items representing all four books.
I read short excerpts from each book, choosing passages with lots of action and animals.
One delightful three year old girl, Bhargavi, asked me if Amanda was going to India. I said that it was a great idea and that Amanda would love to go to India, as would I.
When the children got a bit restless, the Director of the school had them stand up and do the Hokey Pokey. They loved shouting Yee Haw at the end (the cowboy version). So I donned my cowboy hat and read from Amanda in Alberta.
I was presented with a delightful book the students had created together just for me as a thank you.
It ended with thank you written in all the languages represented in the school. Something I will treasure forever!
And some may wonder why I write.
Today was a fabulous sunny day and a perfect day to launch Amanda in Alberta – The Writing on the Stone. This is the fourth book in the Amanda travel adventure series. (Can it be possible that I have had 4 books published?) The event was held at Albany Books, a wonderful local book store. I was delighted to see so many of my friends and supporters stop in. I am blessed with the most amazing fans of my work. Those that couldn’t make it were there in spirit.
I dedicated this book to my dear cowboy dad. The bolo tie I am wearing was his and the horseshoe on the table came from his ranch. I think he would have liked that. It was indeed a perfect day for a book launch!
You know how I love to encourage young writers. Today’s fun post is part of a Choose Your Own Story written and hosted by T. Isenhoff and M. Isenhoff on their Storyboys blog. T. is in 3rd grade, and M. is in 6th grade. This story was their winter home-school project. A number of us have agreed to feature part of the story on our blogs. Travel over to the boys’ blog to start at the beginning. Have fun!
Here’s the permalink to the boys’ first post http://wp.me/p2bspO-5A then follow the rest until you get to my post. Happy reading!
Both boys let out screams like little girls with spiders on their shoulders.
A shot rang out, silencing the noise. A trickle of plaster fell down on their heads from a bullet hole in the ceiling. “Shut it, or the next shot will find your hide.”
The boys clamped their mouths shut. Coach Theodore motioned them into the room with his gun. They went without objection.
“What are you going to do with us?” Ed asked.
The coach kept his gun trained on the boys. “What choice have you left me?” he answered. “You know too much.”
Tony gulped and clutched his football a little tighter. He’d best keep the man talking. “How’d you get away with the jewelry?” he asked.
Coach Theodore laughed. “The cops in this town are idiots. A little planning and I outwit them every time.”
“You’ve done this before?” Ed asked.
“Why should I tell you?” Coach asked.
“No reason,” Ed yelped.
“What are you going to do with all the loot?” Tony asked.
“I have buyers,” he answered. “The internet is a wonderful source for remaining anonymous. This jewelry will bring a fortune. Then I can resign from coaching football.”
The coach shifted his attention to the jewels for a split second. It was all the time Tony needed. He grasped his football and threw it directly at the gun. It hit its mark, knocking the weapon from the man’s hand and sending it skittering across the room and under a wardrobe.
“Run!” Tony screamed.
The boys rushed out of the room and barely touched the stairs on their way down to the door. They hopped on their bikes and pedaled like mad. When they were a few blocks away, Tony pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.
“Hello? We’ve just been inside the old Cursed Mansion and found the hideout of the jewelry thief. Coach Theodore is the thief!”
“Who is this?” the voice on the other end replied.
“Tony the Phony? I remember you.” It was quiet for a moment on the line. “You know it’s illegal to prank call this emergency number, don’t you?”
“This isn’t a joke!” Tony cried. “Send someone to the mansion and you’ll see for yourself.”
The voice sighed. “We’ll send someone along shortly.”
“If you wait too long, Coach will be gone!” he screamed.
That evening, the boys heard on the news that police had found the hideout of the jewelry thief. They had a suspect in mind, but the crook had gotten away.
“Wouldn’t you know it?” Ed asked. “If the police had believed us a little sooner, we could be famous crime solvers.”
“I just wish my new coach could have seen that throw,” Tony mourned.
What a great project! Fabulous job boys. Keep writing more intriguing stories like this.
I don’t know about you, but I always struggle with the ending whether I’m writing a letter, an article, a short story or a book. Here is some great information from Write For Kids that will help.
The first few lines of any story are the most important — and often most difficult — words you’ll write. The next most challenging piece of writing is the ending. Once you draw your readers in and take them through your story, you need to leave…
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