I Saw A Mouse Today
Akbar Brown lives comfortably in his four-bedroom home with his loyal dog Benji. The two of them pay special attention to maintaining their home and making sure their friends always feel comfortable and welcome.
Once Boris, an uninvited mouse, makes his way into their home, Akbar is intent on having the intruder find someplace else to live.
It’s not long before Boris is getting away from every trap Akbar sets for him.
As the days go forward, Akbar believes that Boris and Benji, Akbar's dog have become friends.
Will Akbar be victorious in his quest to send Boris packing, or will the outcome be different than any of them had planned?
Today is the first day of the rest of young Arayah’s life. Ari is eager to make sure that she does all that she can to get it right. For Ari, this means taking the time to think about something as simple as what she can do to make sure all the things that exist from sea to sea will be blessed with proper names. For today what that means to Ari is making sure that she comes up with the appropriate name for the majestic tree. Come along with Ari as she takes on the task of giving this perennial plant a name that will be sung throughout the land.
Tenzin and Tsering Conquer The Covid Dragon
During a time, long ago, when Kingdoms thrived throughout the land, there existed a tiny but happy kingdom just outside of the land of Bod. It was a country so high in the mountains that it became known as the roof of the world.
This tiny kingdom that we are about to visit is known as Taymore. Some called it “Little-Bod.” Tsering and Tenzin Dhundup call it home. It is here where they have been called upon to defend the family honor and defeat the despicable Covid dragon wreaking havoc throughout the land..
You Don't Get To Bully Me!
“My name is J’Sean McCoy, and this is my story of standing up to bullies in my own unique way.” The day began like most any summer day, with the sun shining bright. The school was closed, and all of us were looking forward to a day of delight.
As the day moved by, with little warning, and to my dismay, Samantha Seahorse once again decided to sprinkle the day with her bullying ways. As I was sitting down to recline for my daily rock-a-bye nap, Samantha swam by, disturbing the flow of what I had hoped to be a peaceful day.
As she swam past, I could not help but reflect on our past and her bullying ways, day after day. I was unable to remember any day where Samantha was pleasant in any way. With her, it seemed to be a generational thing, bringing frowns to many of us around the deep blue sea. Bullies can never win..
The Porkie Yorkie
It was no secret in Yorkie-Ville that the Yorkie clan ruled when it came to keeping the ravenous wolves away from the rich and robust farmland. Yorkie-Ville is a blessed land inhabited by animals of all kinds. No humans live in Yorkie-Ville. The town is not designed for humankind.
It is not well known, but the Yorkie breed of dog was originally bred to hunt rats. Yes, that is what I said, RATS!
Rats are one of the few species not welcomed in Yorkie-Ville, mainly because they travel in menacing, unhealthy packs. To some, hunting rats may not seem to be a great job, but when first bred, the Yorky clan did it well. As time progressed, the Yorkies of Yorkie-Ville developed a new hunting plan. The Yorkies of today’s Yorkie-Ville stand tall and are more than ready to meet all challenges facing the inhabitants of Yorkie-Ville; taking on anyone with a plan to inflict harm on any of the inhabitants in Yorkie-Ville. These K9 sentinels are full of spunk and spirit, fearing none, and 11 happy to stand eye to eye to any being foolish enough to think they may best any Yorkie from Yorkie-Ville.
Victories Of A Puny Kid
Kaden Ballard is 11-years Old. He currently lives in Gates County, North Carolina. He attends Buckland Elementary School and is doing well in his educational pursuits. Kaden started writing Victories of A Puny Kid when he was 8-years-old after working with his uncle on children’s books that his uncle was writing and editing. He has been delayed in completing this work due to the COVID 19 pandemic, and sadly, the passing of his parents, but he never strayed from his dream of becoming a published author at a young age.
Kaden is extremely pleased with having completed this work and looks forward to writing the next episode of Victories of a Puny Kid. He invites you all along for the ride and expects to include his 5-year-old Sister Aallyah, whom he loves very much in the next episode.
Lulu And The Swamp Mamba
Lulu was born in Dar es Salaam. Even as a toddler, she knew what she wanted to grow up to be. Whenever she was asked what that would be, Lulu would always leap into the air and announce with a great big cheer: “I want to grow up to be a Superhero. The first girl in Tanzania to grow up to be a protector of the people. How cool is that going to be?”
In English, the name Lulu means pearl. Because of that, Lulu’s family and friends always called her the Pearl of Dar, the Queen superhero to be.
Arielle Shares Her Birthday
Arielle awoke on this day, with a great big smile on her beaming beautiful face. This particular day has only happened three times before. I bet you cannot guess why. Well, today is Arielle’s fourth birthday! How cool is that? Please join us, as we listen to the story of celebrating this awesome day.
The Gator, The Chicken League And The Ticking Clock
Some call Ally Gator, “horizontally challenged.” Some call him“ pleasingly plump,” but these are just names that suggest that he might want to think about pushing away from the table and maybe even moving toward the salad bar.
Rude as that may be, we all know Body Shaming is just not nice. It is as simple as that. In truth, he is the type of Gator who will eat and eat until someone finally tells him to stop. If you’d like to volunteer to take food out of a Gator’s mouth, please raise your hand. Even then, his never-stopping jaws will attempt to lock down on any meal that he can.
The Unicorn, Princess & The Rainbow
Once upon a time, there was a magical unicorn named Nikki. This unicorn was white and pink, with a multicolored mane, looking a lot like a rainbow. Nikki was very happy and proud to be a Unicorn. That was until a wicked witch came to the magical land, taking Nikki from her mom and dad and the rest of her family, and locking her in a great tower that went so far into the sky it could not be seen. Not cool, not cool at all. The wicked witch told Nikki she would never let her out of the tower. She laughed, and said, “I don’t think you can even find your way out if I allowed you to try and do that. The witch took out a picture of Nikki’s mom and said, “This woman you will never see again. In little, you will never see any of your family again.”
Morgan Spencer Young
Architect to The Stars
The phone rang; young Morgan recognized the phone number as belonging to Dinsdale, the school bully with whom she had several run-ins since returning to school after the pandemic caused extensive shutdowns in her neighborhood. These encounters had all been verbal, as Morgan was not one to get into physical disputes with anyone. She had gotten so weary of Dinsdale’s bully bullying. She had no idea why he was calling. She only thought that it could not be anything good. She decided that when she picked it up, she was going to finally give him a piece of her young mind and send him on his way.
The 10,000-year conflict between the Wiley clan and the Balfour tribe had ceased hostility for a little over 100 years. There was still no love between the two, but all of the other clans were happy that what seemed like a never-ending dispute was over. The sounding of a truce brought a sense of peace to Brisbane 5 and the rest of the known galaxies. It was understood throughout the neighboring solar systems those hostilities again if a sneeze was misunderstood, or a toe stepped on inadvertently.
The Eagle, The Fox, & The Kung Fu Turkey
Young Squanto was a son of the Wassouk Native American Indian tribe
and was proud to be so. His father, Yiska, was the chief storyteller of the clan. A very prestigious position to hold in almost any group. Yiska had a blessed gift poured down on him from above for telling stories and the like. He usually told these tales during Festivals and other tribal events. He also told them to young Squanto before tucking him into bed at night. Squanto hoped to grow up and be a storyteller as well. Like father, like son, was the thought most present in his young mind. He usually told these tales during festivals and other tribal events. Squanto hoped to grow up and be a storyteller as well. Squanto was confident that someday he too would grow up to be one of the best storytellers in the land, maybe even as good as his noble father, but he recognized he still had a lot to learn.
The Toad, The Grasshopper, The Swamp Beaver
Gizmo and Trina sang simple swamp songs as they skipped through the murky swampland which they daily called home. Many claimed that it was a stinky swamp, but these two had gotten used to the scent. It had gotten to the point where to them, it simply smelled like home. I know what you are probably saying to yourself. “How does a swamp song sound?” We will get to that my young friends, just wait and see. The two had become very skilled at taking charge of conquering the challenges of life that were so much a part of the Dismal Swamp.
The pair had become good friends since Gizmo, and his family moved into the stinky swamp. In the last few days, the two had befriended a new swamp arrival by the name of Benji Beaver, a long-time resident of swamp life, but new to the grounds of the famous Dismal Swamp and its ways. While Trina and Gizmo were very good friends, they were also a very competitive pair of comrades, and always bragged that they were the fastest in the swampy lands no matter what anyone else had to say. The two had never actually had a physical race. As the old saying goes, “Talk is cheap.” All of this existed in their braggadocios heads.
Coming of Age
The passing on of stories has been the primary source of teaching and sharing history since the beginning of time as we know it. Many of the traditions that we embrace today came to us through Folklore tales. This is not necessarily the most accurate way of transmitting the history and the like, but it still has its place. The key to storytelling is that it needs to grab the attention of the listener, have value and by all means, pass on a useful lesson. If you can include these points in almost any story, you have likely made it interesting and worthy of passing on to others; therein ends the lesson. I was once told a story about two men and a dog. I have used this story several times over the years to make a point while teaching, training, fathering, and just being me. It seems that on a hot lazy summer day in New Orleans, a man was strolling down a tree-lined street and saw an old hunting dog on the porch of an old-style home. The dog was laying on the porch next to an elderly gentleman who was sitting in a well-worn rocking chair with an annoying squeak that suggested that it had seen better days. Dressed in faded blue overalls, with the beginning of a hole forming in the left knee, the elderly gentleman sat with an empty corn cob pipe dangling from the right corner of his mouth. He seemed to have been able to fit a sizable wad of chewing tobacco into his mouth as well. The gentleman seemed to have mastered chewing the mouthpiece of the pipe and the wad of tobacco in a synchronized movement.
Pigeons Don’t Care Where They Go
Did you know pigeons have been around for thousands of years? They just seem to have been around forever. Maybe that’s why you can pretty much go anywhere and will see a pigeon. Sometimes they can seem like pests and you may not like that. However, they are just birds and mean no harm. Besides, if you take the time, it is fun watching them and everything they do. They just go where they want to go and can end up in the most interesting places. Read on and see for yourself some of the things they do... and about one special thing you would never think they are thought to be able to do for you. M Thomas B is la long-time bird enthusiast who once flew pigeons on rooftops of Brooklyn in New York City. Since his youth, he has watched pigeons and their antics and developed a fondness for them. His narrative poetry book “Pigeons Don’t Care Where They Go” was written to bring thoughtful recognition and compassion to our feathered friends.
In BOD Magic Still Exists
Once upon a time, there existed a magical land called Bod. Even to this day, some still believe that the kingdom of Bod and its subjects live high in the Tibetan mountains, eager to continue serving the king and queen but hidden from man’s prying eyes. This land is very difficult to find. Most people who know of it, call it the roof of the world.
Bible Tales For Young Thoughtful Minds
Let’s begin sharing our Bible stories for youth by telling the story of the first sin. When we speak of “sin”, we are talking of an immoral act considered to be a transgression against divine law. In truth, a transgression against God.
Many of us have heard this story in one form or another. It was here where God put the first man, who was named Adam, in what became known as the Garden of Eden.
Adam was put in the garden to farm the land. It was made clear to him by God that in that place, he had a responsibility to take care of the garden.
God told Adam, “You can eat the fruit of any tree that is in the garden. But you must not eat the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. For if you do, you will surely die.”
Agent Simba Is the Name
Simba, known as the “Blue Lightning Bolt”, because of his sky-blue skin, was born—many would prefer the word, manufactured—at a Volkswagen plant in Braunschweig, Germany.
Please allow me to introduce myself. I am the Third Son of the Third Son, an awesome title to hold. Now let’s turn back to Simba, lest we forget that the discussion about to unfold is all about him.
A little-known fact is that from the day he rolled off the assembly line, Simba could communicate as well as you and me. This wasn’t something included in his design plans; however, he actually left the plant tapping his front right tire and singing Elvis Presley songs.
When I say he could communicate like you and me, I don’t mean to imply that he had a mouth, tongue, and lips. No, he had the same equipment as any car rolling off the assembly line. However, he was able to employ these items to say so much more than Hi and Goodbye.
Just to be clear, and so there is no misunderstanding, while he is a car, a Super Beetle, in fact, he did not make a roaring sound like Volkswagens manufactured in 1971. He didn’t sound like a lawnmower tooling around like Beetles of that day very often sounded. Nope, no way. Simba said words just like you and me.
Grandma and I go Horseback Riding
I saw an old picture of grandma today. It was a family picture with the rest of Koala Clan having a good time.
She had on blue jeans and was standing next to a jet-black horse. She was feeding it a sugar cube and laughing with her friend. I told grandma how cool she looked.
Benny Pubby, and Myeshia, BFFs
When Benny Puppy heard Lisa, the bi-ped’s blue 1972 mustang turn into the driveway, he ran across the room, jumping up and down and wagging his tail, as most happy puppies will do. The good thing was that this meant Benny’s BFF, Myeshia Bunny, was finally home after spending almost a week at the veterinary hospital.