Showing posts with label Teacher. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Teacher. Show all posts

Thursday, September 5, 2019

We Don't Eat Our Classmates by Ryan T. Higgins


This is a favorite in our house! 

A story about learning self-control, trying new things, and about how difficult it is to make friends if you are always eating potential friends. 


Little Penelope Rex is nervous about her first day at school. 

What if her classmates had more teeth than she had?! 


Her father packed her a filling and nutritional meal of three hundred tuna sandwiches and one apple juice. 


To Penelope's great shock, her classmates were CHILDREN.

You might not be able to see, but there is the cutest little double decker reading area over there in the top right hand corner. I covet one of those for my library. 


Penelope did what T-Rexes do and ate those children up.

Mrs. Noodleman wasn't standing for that nonsense. 


Everyone is covered in dinosaur spit which is not a particularly auspicious beginning. 

I adore the skinny little girl at the front there shaking her fist at Penelope. She is who I want to be when I grow up.


Penelope tries to make friends, but somehow, her efforts don't seem to inspire friendship in her classmates. 


She shares her friend difficulties with her father

"Penelope Rex," her father asked, "did you eat your classmates?"

"Well...maybe sort of just a little bit."


Penelope's father shares wisdom with her--

"Children are just like us on the inside. Just tastier." 


The next day, Penelope tried. But William Omoto was irresistibly delicious looking.  


Giving up on human, Penelope tries to make friends with Walter the classroom pet.


Walter tries to eat Penelope, giving her a taste of her own treatment. 


Penelope learns compassion through her own brush with someone trying to eat her.

She stopped eating her classmates....
(Even when Cece Woodman spilled BBQ sauce all over herlself)


And if she is ever tempted to forget, she can just look at Walter licking his lips and remember. 

Monday, December 11, 2017

The Blizzard by Betty Ren Wright & Illus by Ronald Himler


I discovered this book at our library last week. I am a little bit of a sucker for a good midwestern Blizzard. Not sure why, but I just am. 

This is a sweet, quiet book.


In this book, Billy is pondering the unfairness of birthdays. His sister's birthday is in the summer, so cousins can always make it. His birthday had to be in December, which means that once again, his cousins can't make it out from town because the weather is supposed to be bad. 

I feel his pain. I am a February birthday. I had a cold or the flu on my birthday for 3 consecutive years which meant no party. 


A dejected walk to school. 

Aren't these watercolors lovely? 


By recess time, there was a good snowstorm going on. 


A while later, in blew someone to tell the teacher the school was to stay there overnight because the weather was so bad. 


Our intrepid teacher, Miss Bailey didn't have blankets or food for overnight visits, so she decides to go to the closest house, which is  Billy's. 


Human chain so none of the littles would get lost in the wind and snow. 


Billy's mother greeting her unexpected guests.


Billy letting his father know they have company.

(I adore barn pictures.)


After everyone helps with the barn chores (barn chores are ever so much more fun when you have friends over. I speak from experience.) they settle into a big supper in the snug and cozy house. 

A large supper with all your friends, the prospect of a sleepover ahead, and a lot of snow to explore tomorrow. 

Life is pretty good all around. 


And suddenly it is a party. A birthday party!


After everyone is snug in their beds, stacked in like cord wood, Billy's dad asks him if maybe December birthday's might not have their compensations. 

Billy concedes that yes, they just might. 

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Junie B Jones Is Captain Field Day by Barbara Park & illustrated Denise Brunkus


Junie B Jones! The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all. 

For a long time, I refused to read my kids the Junie B books. Do kids really need instructions on how to misbehave and be disrespectful? Why would we read kids stories that have mixed up grammer and word usage? Isn't that just confusing everything? 

I was touchingly ignorant of kids at that point. Kids tangle up words and murder grammer, whether you read them Shakespeare or Junie B. Kids also behave atrociously from time to time, no matter how well you raise them. Kids have to figure this out for themselves. And they aren't going to take advice from Junie B any quicker than they are going to take advice from me. As a parent, I like to think I can control my children. To an extent, I do, but really, what I am really trying to do is to teach them to control themselves. In a backwards way, Junie B teaches them about control. This is what happens when you get out of control, kid. Bad things. Your teacher, parents, and principal all come down hard on you and all the kids look at you funny. So think twice before yelling in class.

Junie B goes where others fear to tread. 


Junie B is quite the girl. Despite the poor behavior control, she is rather fun and bouncy. 

This book is about her being the captain of her kindergarten field day. She is so excited about field day, she shouts the news to her dog, Tickle and then in her sleeping baby brother's ear. Her mother didn't like that last one so much.   


At school, Room Nine, Junie B's room, was very excited. Junie B and Lucille and Grace had to skip all over the room. Until Mrs., the teacher, had to holler their names.

The room chose their captain by drawing names. Junie B could not believe her good luck in drawing the captain paper. 

For some reason, no one else was as excited about that as she was. 


Junie B was pretty sure being Captain of field day was pretty similar to being a superhero. Despite Mrs explaining exactly what a captain was, Junie B still thought she out to have a cape of some kind. Mrs. pins a towel on Junie B's shoulders. 

Again, no one else was as excited for Junie B as she was. 


When they got outside, Junie B realized she had to shake New Thelma's hand, since New Thelma was the Captain of the other kindergarten class. 

"Yeah, only here's the problem, " I said. "I don't actually like that girl. And so I will just shake hands with the Room Eight teacher instead."

No can do. Shake New Thelma's hand, she must. 


Somehow, being the captain and being the superhero isn't as marvelous as Junie B expects. She still makes mistakes and people get irritated with her. Even though she has a cape! 

When her shoe flies off during the relay, every gets angry with her for sitting down and putting it on again. Suprisingly, they expected her to run in her sock foot. 

Who does that? Not Junie B.


But as Captain, she reassures Crybaby William that he doesn't have to throw a softball beause Paulie Allen Puffer will take care of winning that for Room Nine. 

But then, he doesn't. His ball misbehaves and makes a hole in the sand instead.

New Thelma cheers for Strong Frankie in Room Eight, who wins the softball throw. 

I tapped on her.
"You are getting on my nerves, madam," I said.
New Thelma giggled in my face.
That girl is a nitwit, I tell you. 


Strong Frankie goes ahead and wins the tug of war for Room Eight as well.


Strong Frankie thinks Room Eight might skunk Room Nine and win all the events. Junie B has words with Strong Frankie. 

But it looks like Strong Frankie might be right. Because nobody will step forward to try the chin up competition, the last event of the field day.


But then, Crybaby William comes to the rescue and somehow (because those things are really hard) does more chin ups than Strong Frankie. Which means Room Nine is not skunged and turns Crybaby William into Super William. Junie B gives him the cape to show him how much of a hero he is.