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My hi-lite of the event came from a 4 year old boy. When I read a poem fromWW Dances the Waltz, he asked, “Why did you write so many 1,2,3?”  I explained the waltz and asked him if he wanted to dance the waltz like Wordsworth? He and I danced the waltz and soon, two other children joined us.

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Hi Everyone,

Just a reminder that Frances will be reading my poems from four of my books at Barnes & Noble on Saturday, Dec 9th at 11 a.m. I told her to read how and why I wrote these poems, too. She’ll be signing my books. ( I told Frances I need a new aloha shirt.)

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I didn’t make my last post clear; have been receiving queries about that DEC 9th event. I’ll be reading excerpts from each of the books; will answer questions on how I got to write these books. Etc.

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Saturday: December 9th

Arden Fair, Sacramento

11 a.m.

4 WordsworthBooks

I’ll be reading and talking about these four books. In the meantime, here are a few stories of how Wordsworth is making a difference in children’s and adults’ lives:

Wordsworth the Poet:

A grandmother found her 4 year old granddaughter out in the yard one early morning.She asked her, “What are you doing out here?”

Granddaughter: I’m Wordsworth the poet. I’m trying to catch some dewdrops.

Wordsworth Dances the Waltz:

From a young mother of two pre-schoolers: I read Wordsworth Dances the Waltz to my children. One day my four year old asked me, “Why do you talk so mean to Grandma?” I realized they have turned into Wordsworth and are teaching me about compassion and kindness.

Three classes in an elementary school used this book to work on a year- long project at a nursing facility.

Wordsworth! Stop the Bulldozer!

I love the scent of Christmas trees. After this book was published, many readers wrote me during the holidays assuming that I no longer use real Christmas trees. They  use artificial trees to help save our trees. Gulp. I now use artificial trees.

Wordsworth, It’s In Your Pocket

A grandmother of teens emailed this: I gave this book to my teenage grandchildren. I was so happy to hear them say,  “He’s talking about us!” We are all being more aware of time being used on our electronic devices. Thank you, Wordsworth.

Come join us on the 9th.

Wordsworth and Frances

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4 WordsworthBooks

My little mouse poet Wordsworth and I will be at Barnes & Noble at Arden Fair, Sacramento on December 9th, at 11 a.m. Come meet Wordsworth and bring  your children ages  1 to 90.

Wordsworth the Poet: Poor Wordsworth, everyone worries or makes fun of him because he is different by being a poet. One day his poetry saves his whole village.

Wordsworth Dances the Waltz: Wordsworth teaches the adults that his Grandma is still a Grandma even if she is losing her memory.

Wordsworth! Stop the Bulldozer:  The trees are being destroyed. Can Wordsworth and his friends use their poetry to save these trees? See how a group of children become empowered through writing, to make a difference.

Wordsworth, It’s in Your Pocket: Poor Wordsworth, all his friends are addicted to electronic games. Can he bring them back again to ocean waves and human conversations and true human friendship? An old mouse tells him the answer is in his pocket.

 

 

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Cheryl D Hughes, Tommie Whitlow , yours truly,  Gloria Roberts and Shirley Shelton.

What a morning where the audience inspired the speaker. Thank you, members of the National Council of Negro Women, Sacramento, and other members of the community, for your gracious and loving responses to my address on Saturday.

To the officers shown here, thank you for the invitation. It was such a privilege to be in the same room with all of you.

 

 

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Japanese Hibiscus

My hibiscus plant must be Japanese. It gave me over 30 blooms this summer, the last one a week ago. It always gave an odd number of flowers, odd numbers being a symbol of good luck in Japanese culture. On happy occasions, we served an odd number of dishes, even used odd number of ingredients in a dish. For funerals, an even number of dishes, etc. I wonder if this is observed in today’s generation. Each time it bloomed, it was a breathless haiku moment.

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