My Latest Scholastic Kids Press Corps Article: Writing for Kids — This Kid Reviews Books

Hi there blogosphere! I would like to tell you about my latest Scholastic News Kids Press Corps article. It is about conversations I had with four middle-grade authors at the Lititz Kid Lit Festival in Lititz PA. Here’s the blurb – “Four authors talk about the joys and challenges of writing for middle-graders.” Find out […]

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The Election 2016

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Hard to believe.

Among the turning of

the leaves,

we will be choosing

a President

of the United States.

Amongst the chaos

and the strife,

the fussing

and the fighting,

we’ll be doing the picking.

Time’s a-ticking.

What do you think?

Do you think our choices stink?

The road’s been long

and hard.

Frankly, I’m tired of this “race.”

I’m glad to see the quickened pace.

Although only one candidate

will win,

it’s scary to realize

this is only the start

of what will at least be

a

four

year

bid.

Copyright by Pamela D. Beverly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Interview with VaLerie Irene, Author of the Children’s Book, Raffi and Friends – The Lunch Box Mystery

Tell us a little about yourself.

I grew up in Washington, DC and am the youngest of five siblings. I am a Federal government employee by day, with over 32 years under my belt. I love to read and am thankful that the e-book came about (to contain my book collection) although I still buy plenty of physical books.valerie-irene-2 I like to travel, read, garden and I dabble in photography. I hope to one day produce a coffee table book of, or a coloring book based from, some of my photos.  

I know you and you’ve never been interested in writing. What made you write this book?

I have wanted to write a book for a long time. In past attempts, the topic just didn’t seem right  – I didn’t feel like I had a “novel” inside of me. So I asked myself, what is the one thing that always makes me happy; that would be fun to write about. There, in front of my face was my collection of stuffed animals. Some of them I’ve had since I was five years old, and they’ve really made me happy over the years. There are four characters in my book – a giraffe, an owl, a turtle, and a monkey. Two of the characters, the owl and the turtle, I’ve had since I was at least five years old – and they look like I’ve had them that long. The giraffe, Raffi, I crocheted about four years ago when I was teaching myself how to read crochet patterns, and I have a collection of about 30 monkeys, so I had to have one of my monkeys in the book.

What is the name of the book?

Raffi and Friends – The Lunch Box Mystery.

Without giving too much away, what is the book about?

The book is about Raffi, the giraffe, who loves to eat grilled cheese sandwiches (so much so, he could eat them every day) who loses his lunch box with his grilled cheese sandwiches inside. Raffi’s three best friends – Owie the Owl, Torrey the Turtle, and Marlon Monroe the Monkey use their individual qualities while helping him search for his missing lunch box.

What do you hope the readers of your book learn from reading it?

I hope my book can help teach young children basic, wholesome qualities associated with being a good friend.

That’s so sweet. Where can people purchase or pre-order copies of the book?

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Acid Attack Victim Models at NY Fashion Week

ONE MORE SHOT PLEASE

Meet Reshma Qureshi, a young 19-year-old who survived a harrowing experience that she will never forget.

In 2014, as Reshma and her elder sister walked to school in their hometown in Uttar Pradesh, India, her brother-in-law and his friends grabbed Reshma and poured corrosive acid on her face in an attempt to avenge a family dispute. That’s not the worst part. The two sisters were wearing burqas, so Reshma was accidentally assaulted instead of her sister. Regardless, since when has this been a way to get payback? The wounds were not limited to Reshma’s facial skin. They were visceral. The poor girl lost an eye and was literally scarred for life, in the worst way imaginable. 

Initially a vulnerable, depressed, and suicidal girl, Reshma was found by Ria Sharma, founder of the non-governmental organization “Make Love Not Scars.” Ria’s compassionate personality and genuine interest in impacting lives was enough to help…

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September 11 – It’s 2016! Time to Remember!

Yep. I’ll never forget.

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July 28, on FB, Steve Woodall, posted a picture of 9/11.

That’s what he wrote:

Does anybody remember the day when Color, Race, Religion and Political Affiliation didn’t matter? The day when Police and Firefighters were the Biggest Heroes on the planet.. The day when we were all just Americans?? Don’t let it take this … To bring us back together.. Please feel free to share.

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Please, remember!! REMEMBER!!

And become ONE NATION AGAIN!!

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Introspection

Recent Pictures 306Returning from a weeklong cruise, I find myself being introspective. Maybe I’m just getting older (aren’t we all?) but whenever I gazed at the ship I sailed on or the airplane I flew on, I kept thinking, mankind (and this goes without saying that women are included in this) is skilled in so many areas. I mean, the fact that man designed something as massive as a 165,000 ton ship that can move 6,000 people to different parts of the world in a matter of days in itself is astounding. Something so large yet it can float.

While eating, I would observe numerous families consisting of many nationalities, eating or interacting with the staff, who were also from all over the world.

Therefore, it boggles my mind when I continue to read about violence here in the U.S. as well as other parts of the world. It is so senseless.

Why is this?

A man in the nearby town of Temple Hills, Maryland, shot two firefighters, killing one and critically injuring the other,  after they came to his residence on a welfare check. It is unclear at this time whether he thought that it was a home invasion or whether they introduced themselves or forced their way in but it asks the question: When did we get like this, everyone scared of everyone else? The motto nowadays is to shoot, stab, beat-up, you name it first and ask questions later.

When will mankind get itself together and learn to live, play and work together like we did on that huge ship I was on, a microcosm of the world at large?

I hope it is soon.

 

Say “Cheese!”

This is my contribution to the Flash Fiction Challenge I read on Nortina’ s Lovely Curses blog, http://lovelycurses.com/2016/03/30/the-moor/.  Unfortunately, I can never figure that frog link out but here it is.

 

C’mon!

“Why do you want to do somethin’ stupid like that? ”

“It’s not stupid.” Donnie cackled. “It’s funny!”

Hank didn’t even bother to look up from his cell phone at his best friend, whose antics tended to lean toward the larcenous variety. “It’s stupid.” He dodged Donnie’s attempt to snatch it. After a few minutes of this, Hank sighed with an exaggerated air and stuck it in his back pocket. Darkness approached and using it as cover, Hank followed Donnie.

Skipping like a cherub, Donnie threw two lit cherry bombs inside the ear of one of the gaily-colored plaster bulls standing above the stairs of City Hall. The bulls were there to advertise the bull riding contest at the stadium armory.

Donnie snickered as they scampered away. Loud blasts took most of the head off of the aforementioned beast.

It also lit up their faces for the security camera.

©Pamela D. Beverly

Just When I Thought…

…my audio book was on its way, with the smooth and velvety chocolate tones of my narrator, Jean Francois, he’s been sidelined. He’s under the weather with an illness that without question affects the quality of one’s voice.

I could go back to the search for someone else but I’d rather not.

So it’s back to the waiting of a different sort.

What would you do?