The Bear in My Backyard
Every fall, my children and I like to watch the salmon spawning in the river near our home. But we keep a close eye out for bears, because salmon is their favourite food!
Every fall, my children and I like to watch the salmon spawning in the river near our home. But we keep a close eye out for bears, because salmon is their favourite food!
The day that Jonathan was born, his grandfather planted a tree in Jonathan’s backyard – a special tree. Jonathan was a very tiny baby, and the tree – well, it was a very small tree.
There’s a package waiting on Tisha’s doorstep when she comes home from school one day. Inside the package is a box, and inside the box is a tiny, grey, speckled egg. But what’s inside the egg?
Once upon a time it must have been a beautiful garden, but now it was filled with rubbish and weeds. But in his mind, Oliver saw what the garden could be – if he rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
“It seems it’s up to us to find our missing family,” said Abuela. “And the sheep will have to come with us too.”
“But you’re too old and I’m too young,” said Felipe.
“Nonsense!” said Abuela.
“Hello, little bird,” said the prince. The little brown bird tilted its head, as if it to say hello in return. And then it began to sing.
The moon’s face was kind that night, and the wind’s breath was gentle, and the boy fell asleep. And all through the night his little boat sailed under the stars, across the great, salty sea.
When Maia puts on her favourite purple-socks-with-yellow-toes-and-green-polka-dots, her toes start to tingle, and she feels like a super-hero!
“I don’t want to fly away,” the little bird told his mother. “I like this tree. Our nest is so cozy, I don’t want to go anywhere else.”