Youth Division
Borders And Boundaries - The Bayview Chronicles Book 2
There was little mischief a kid could get into within the borders of Bayview and get away with it. The entire community was one family. I must admit, being a “busy kid” that was not always to my delight. Black, white, cops, storeowners; all worked in unison to keep the community speaking in one voice and with one purpose, which was taking care of one another.
I am not sure what makes a community come together in that way, but the inhabitants of Bayview made it happen; whatever the recipe, whatever the balance, the coming together of Bayview, was almost near perfection.
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LD Rooster and The Ghost of The Great Dismal Swamp In - I Ain't Scared of No Ghost
This book was inspired by my dearly departed Father-in-Law, LD Wilson. He lived minutes away from the Great Dismal Swamp and took me there on many occasions and explained to me the history of the swamp and the vital role it played in supporting the Underground Railroad, headed by the Great Harriet Tubman.
Each trip was a beaming light shining knowledge into the mind of these Northern eyes.
A teaser into the doorway of his world.
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Tenzin and Tsering Conquer The Covid Dragons
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..
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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..
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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.
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Victories of A Puny Kid: Kaden Ballard
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.
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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.
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Angel and Cadwallader Save The Jackalope - No Stew For You
Not very long after the formation of the earth and the seeding of the planet with the Being known as man, thousands of animals were formed by the Great “I Am,” with a direction to roam specific parts of this majestic land.
In those days, each animal could converse with man. As each generation and animal began, the Being known as man was tasked with naming each beast and assigning them specific parts of this unforgettable realm.
Man lost sight of his humbling task to inspire life and be a friend to all living Beings in the land. Disputes began to form between man and the animals who roamed the terrain and were intended to live together in this awesome expanse. A few animals were formed independently of the knowledge of men, such as Unicorns, Kraken, Jackalope, and the much sought-after Yeti, to name a few.
Like all of the Beings that man claims to be a myth, the legend holds little truth. The Kraken, Unicorn, Yeti, and as you will see, the Jackalope are as real as you and me. The existence of these animals is no mere myth, as the truth becomes real beginning at the birth of Angel, the gift from above, to this earthly realm.
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Matthew, Michaelle, Oswald and the Wishing Star
The Christmas season was well in gear. Grandma M was smiling from ear to ear. To Grandma, the Christmas season is a very special time of year. With Christmas just three days away, Grandma was in her usual place, in the kitchen, baking pies with her grandchildren, Matthew, and Michaelle. This band of bakers had been singing Christmas songs all day long. Songs about Jesus, His birth, and this special day coming their way.
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The Captain Bob
Summers in Bayview was an awesome time for my good friend Stan, and me. He and I had an unshakable habit of taking the short walk down to the Canarsie Pier every Tuesday and spending the day fishing and talking about anything that came to mind.
We loved fishing. Stan enjoyed eating the fish, I, not so much. But I always found the fishing part to be so much fun.
In our world, Tuesdays had been dubbed “Fishing Tuesday”. Even now, I have flashbacks of nothing but fun.
There were many days in which he and I stood at the Canarsie Pier as we watched the Captain Bob fishing boat roll in and dock once again. It was something we tried to do as often as we could, as our own fishing day off the pier was coming to a close.
The lines appeared as large numbers of people formed to get their turns to buy fish from the
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The Eagle, The Fox and 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.
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.
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Beneath The Surface
The day was pleasant. It was partly cloudy. Despite the weather reports, no signs of the thunderstorms were reported as being on the way.
I was preparing for a picnic with several of my colleagues.
While listening to the radio, I heard Dave, the weatherman, say, “There will be thunderstorms appearing in the sky within 45.3 minutes.”
I couldn’t understand how David, the man talking, could be so precise. It sounded more like a prophecy than a weather report. Only how could that be?
He turned with a look on his face that I can only describe as a fierce grin. The bright rubber ducky sun shined brighter than ever before. Yes, for whatever reason, he called the sun “rubber ducky”. Go figure.
His words caught me by surprise. As for me, I just called the sun the sun. I never thought much about renaming it, what that name might be, and, if so, what it would mean.
However, I had learned long ago not to question Dave’s words, no matter how bizarre or prophetic they might seem to be.
Most people called him Siri. His birth name was David. Many said that he was like Albert Einstein or Isaac Newton. Names simply never impressed me.
The bottom line was that he always seemed to be ahead of the game, and not a man to be questioned, even though some thought him insane.
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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.”
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Agent Simba is The Name: Protecting National Security is My Game
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 did. Nope, no way. Simba said words just like you and me.
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The Toad, The Grasshopper and 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 at 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 braggadocious heads.
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In Bod, Magic Still Exist
Now, each morning and afternoon, King Usman and Queen Jasminda surveyed the land. Pretty much at about noon, they mounted their winged stallions, direct descendants of the thought-to-be mythical Pegasus and took to the sky side-by-side, looking for things in the kingdom to improve.
Yep, that would be winged stallions, just like I said. The king and queen each had one with mighty wings that could take them to the edge of the sky if they so wished. The king’s stallion went by the name of Elvis and the queen had named her winged stallion Mardufus, on the very day that he was born.
After six hundred years, it was becoming harder and harder to find things each day to make better.
Whenever the sunset you could always find the king and queen taking moonlit walks along the paths of Bod with just the two of them talking about their love and things to come.
No one knows exactly how many years that turned out to be. But for
them, death, with few exceptions, only existed in fairytales, or maybe it’s more accurate to say, nightmares.
You might wonder how this could be, and if the people of Bod still live. Well, my friends, I am not in a position to answer either of those questions. Let’s read on and see.
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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. In fact, 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, it is likely that you have made it interesting and worthy of passing on to others; therein ends the lesson.
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