The Lake was placid, but a momentary commotion caused by a pair of loons who swooped down to breach the glass surface sent a wave of mirrored ripples across the lake. After the loons silent glide, they dove under the water for food, and all was calm again.
by Grace Ahmed
A Valentine’s Day homage to Mo Willems.
I volunteer in the school library every Friday afternoon. A few weeks ago, my scheduled time overlapped with a special program called “I Can Hour.” Because the school librarian did the bulk of the event’s organization, I was pressed into service.
Exclusively written for CLiF
For the longest time, many had believed that an affinity for math and science and an affinity for the humanities had been mutually exclusive, and this had been attributed to the fact that we are either left-brained, or right-brained, depending on which hemisphere of our brain is more active.
A couple of months ago, a ten-year-old boy rode his bike to my library. He came in all by himself, a huge smile on his face. Someone had just told him that there was a place where he could take books home for free, and he was eager to get his hands on a new book series his friend had just told him about.
By Simon Brooks
As a storyteller I travel to many different schools and colleges, libraries, birthday parties, summer camps, business retreats, and private events. As a result I see a great many people from all walks of life, especially younger people.
Enjoy those last rays. Happy Reading!
Original Artwork by Grace Ahmed
By Caroline Jones
Let me begin by saying that “Mr. Tim’s Bike” sounds like an awesome children’s book, and someone should get started on writing it right now. We can talk later about splitting the profits.
So here’s the deal: Mr.
By Caroline Jones, CLiF’s Summer Intern
I know what you’re thinking: “Who is that budding reader and aspiring politician in the blue dress in the front row? Why is she in this group of small children holding books with pre-scream Governor Dean in this painfully ‘90’s photo?”
Fear not, faithful readers.
Embarking for a recent family vacation, I knew that books would be an important ingredient for the first international trip with my nine-month-old daughter, Nora. Six flights and countless retellings of The Pout-Pout Fish later, I was grateful for the durability of the humble board book.