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As much kindness as Roo January 20, 2010

Filed under: Classics — Kristi @ 3:03 pm
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Just because an animal is large, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t want kindness; however big Tigger seems to be, remember that he wants as much kindness as Roo. (from Winnie the Pooh by A.A. Milne)


The trouble is January 19, 2010

Filed under: Chapter Books — Kristi @ 8:48 pm

As much money and life as you could want!  The two things most human beings would choose above all – the trouble is, humans do have a knack of choosing precisely those things that are worst for them. (from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J.K. Rowling)


Something to stand on January 18, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kristi @ 3:25 pm
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The world is so you have something to stand on. (from A Hole Is To Dig by Ruth Krauss)

 But what happens when the world beneath your feet literally begins to shake and crumble? What happens when you lose everything in minutes and you are left with a crushing pile of rubble and an even more crushing grief? What do you stand on then?

Pray for Haiti, if you pray. Give what you can. To give to Compassion International’s Haiti Relief fund, text “disaster” to 90999. Ten dollars will be added to your  next wireless bill and will go straight to the relief effort. Compassion International is an organization that I have been involved with for many years and they have stellar organization and integrity. You can count on them to do the very best with what they have to give. And, as always, their goal is not ONLY physical relief, but giving the people who have lost seemingly everything Something to stand on that will never shake.


The Mystery of Misery January 17, 2010

Filed under: Classics — Shanna @ 10:31 pm

“Dear little Swallow,” said the Prince, “you tell me of marvellous things, but more marvellous than anything is the suffering of men and of women.  There is no Mystery so great as Misery.” (from The Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde)

This week, we have witnessed the misery of people in Haiti.  We’ve seen images, we’ve heard stories.  And we have opportunities to give out of our abundance to help ease that suffering.  I hope we will.


Short, easy words January 16, 2010

Filed under: Classics — Kristi @ 4:41 am
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It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like “What about lunch?” (from Winnie the Pooh by A.A. Milne)


Brings the grain out strong January 15, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kristi @ 2:30 am

We never know the timber of a man’s soul until something cuts him deeply and brings the grain out strong. (from Freckles by Gene Stratton Porter)


Forever January 13, 2010

Filed under: Picture Books — Kristi @ 9:13 pm
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Sometimes his mother would say, “This kid is driving me CRAZY!” But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang: I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, As long as I’m living my baby you’ll be. (from Love You Forever by Robert Munsch)


A Power

Filed under: Chapter Books — Kristi @ 3:10 am
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 Of house-elves and children’s tales, of love, loyalty, and innocence, Voldemort knows and understands nothing. Nothing. That they all have a power beyond his own, a power beyond the reach of any magic, is a truth he has never grasped. (from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows)

Moral: if you don’t read children’s books, you risk winding up a pathetic fragmented soul. I’m just saying. That’s what happened to Voldemort.


Sandwich-kisses January 11, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kristi @ 10:10 pm

When your mother has been out a long time and she comes home and you run and kiss her, and your father runs and kisses her too, and then everybody kisses each other—that’s sandwich-kisses. (from How To Make An Earthquake by Ruth Krauss)


A swan’s egg

Filed under: Classics — Kristi @ 3:35 am

It does not matter in the least having been born in a dockyard, if only you come out of a swan’s egg! (from The Ugly Duckling by Hans Christian Anderson)