children-s-books

Be the hero of your children__ story. Never let them believe for a minute that honor, courage and doing what is right is only reserved for other fathers and mothers.

Although my road to writing seems like it may have come easily, there were a few bumps in that road. I didn__ get a lot of encouragement from friends, although my family were great supporters. I also had many_what you would call __ind-boggling_ moments, when I would doubt myself and what I was writing. It has been said that we, ourselves, are our own worst critics.All the hard work had payed off though, and I created a children__ book that I am proud of, and an unforgettable little girl that will touch the hearts of many._-Nina Jean Slack

We are God's chosen people.We are God's treasured possession.Let us rise in mighty strength to possess our rightful places as God's children.

There's nothing greater than having a heart filled with love...& eyes filled with light:-)

Magic is always impossible. It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That's why it is magic.

There were fat cats and skinny cats. The long-tailed and the bobbed. The daring young leapers, and the old windowsill sleepers. Balls of waddling fluff, smooth-coated prowlers, and hairless ones that looked fragile and wise. The tiger-striped, the ring-tailed, and the ones with matching coloured socks and mittens. There were tabbies and calicos. Manx and Persians. Siamese and Bombay. Ragdolls and Birmans. Maine Coons and Russian Blues. There were Snowshoes and Somalis, Tonkinese and Turkish, and many, many more. Brown and beige and orange and grey and black and white and silver cats, each with gleaming eyes of emerald, or sapphire, or amber. A rainbow of precious stones.

Fear of new ideas breeds angry head spiders that have been known to attack.

If we all learnt cat-speak, we would often find they are saying, __ou stupid human, I am trying to tell you something important right now!

In Dark Places, May we Never be truly Alone.....~Susan Schroder, Circle the Sun books

They were daughters of the sky. Luck belonged to them_ never bad, often good, sometimes hard.

It was meant to be, two trolls living in a tree.

Being a geological formation gives you a lot of time to think. Also, I subscribed to a number of learned journals.

Luke would always remember the day of his drowning

I know you may feel so far that circumstances have directed your path, but right now I want you to know that you do have a choice.

Life can be stressful! When the world Shouts "Chaos" God's messages of Love whisper "Seek My Peace" Encourage Children to search out God's Blessings in life!

We all have to share this world. The best way to do that is to be nice to each other.

A male frigate bird blows up a wild red pouch on his neck. He can keep it puffed up for hours. It is his way of impressing the girls.

Spiders don't chew. They send a special liquid into their prey. The prey's insides turn to mush. Then the spider sucks up its tasty lunch!