Bear by Himself

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Bear by Himself (1976) by Geoffrey Hayes

I picked this book up randomly at a used book sale a few years ago, and it has been a favorite of mine ever since.  I really don’t know much about this book-if it is well-known or not, etc.-but I cannot recommend it highly enough.

Bear by Himself follows a bear and the quiet activities he does alone during the day, whether it’s smelling the rain or just lying down and remembering misty dim mornings.  This book embodies peace and tranquility.  If I could live inside of a book, it just might be this one.  It’s a perfect, simple picture book for children and a really great reminder for adults to stop, breathe, and enjoy life.

Ling and Ting books


Ling and Ting stories by Grace Lin

These are silly stories.  These are fun stories.  These are Ling and Ting stories!

If you are a fan of the Frog and Toad books like we are, you will love Ling and Ting.  There are four books total and each book is broken up into six very short stories, or “chapters.”  These are a great transition into longer books for read-alouds or perfect books for beginning readers.  Ling and Ting are darling and simple and sweet, and Grace Lin is the best!

These books do not use contractions.  These books do not have long sentences.  These books will not disappoint.

 

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Stargirl

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Stargirl (2000) by Jerry Spinelli

Stargirl is a homeschooler come to join the ranks of a typical American public high school.  Nobody at the school knows what to make of this free spirit in her flowing long skirts with her ukulele serenades.  Leo Borlock is smitten, but he also hates drawing attention to himself.  As Stargirl’s popularity at the school ebbs and flows, she continues on, unfazed, sharing acts of kindness, rooting for both teams at the game, and, of course, breaking into spontaneous song and dance.  Her passion and individuality leave the student body speechless, mesmerized, angry, and puzzled.

This is a re-read for me and a favorite.  It speaks volumes–not just about high school life, but also human nature.  Even amongst those who might fancy ourselves individuals or accepting of others, how many shun or ridicule people or ideas that are different?  How many of us stand up for these different ideas or people if we know full well we might be thrown out of certain friendships or circles because of it?  This is an awesome book for those in the middle of the teen years, but I think it’s also an important book for adults as well.  I’m looking forward to re-reading the sequel now.

 

“She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day.”  ch 20

Speaking Peace

These days especially, I, like so many, am hoping for a world of more peace and less hate.  The more “information” I read, the more daunting this task feels.  And, as cliche and idealistic as it sounds, the only way to more peace, really, is to begin with me–having more peaceful interactions with others during my day, more peaceful interactions with my family, and, most importantly, being more peaceful in my own heart and mind.  So, why does something so seemingly simplistic feel so darn tough?

I was listening to the radio this evening while doing the dishes and a song came on that just wasn’t for me.  And while I didn’t speak these words out loud, the first thing that came to my mind was, “I hate this song.”  I stopped myself.  Really?  Hate?  Someone expressing themselves artistically through music, and a fairly tame song at that, and I’m using the word “hate?”  And then I thought about just how often that ugly word runs through my head during a typical day…  “Ugh, I hate how this person is acting.”  or when something feels tough or unpleasant, “I really hate this.”  and on and on.  Even typing and reading the word makes my chest feel tighter and my mood feel heavier.  How often do I use the word “love” during the day?  Ahh, love.  How differently I feel just thinking that beautiful word.

So, my small goal in making peace in the world is to start by watching my language.  Even the language in my head.  Maybe it will take some time for me to create peace in my heart and mind or be the peaceful parent and partner I’d like to be, but maybe, just maybe, I can begin by simply dropping that one not-so-very-nice word from my vocabulary, whether spoken or in my head.  Maybe I can focus on using the word “love” more and more in my day and let that be the beginning of more peace in my tiny corner of this great and wonderful world.

Magritte backgrounds

             

During our recent unit on apples, I showed our daughter Magritte’s Son of Man (1946) painting.  And since we just happen to have a bowler hat, I couldn’t resist taking a photo with our own version.  To really add to the effect, I sought out a background for our photo.  It isn’t perfect, as I had to do a quick, very amateur photo edit of one I found online.  But I thought I’d post it here, in case anyone is doing a similar project.  I’ve also posted a background for Magritte’s Golconda (1953), which I found here.