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We're off.(poem)
January 1, 1996... We're off for charming Child Land With all its jolts and joys, 'Mid merry lilts of laughter Of Love's sweet girls and boys.
It's quite the gayest voyage We travelers ever had; And these joyful explorations Will keep our New Year glad.
Our...
The haystack cricket: how things are different up in the moon towns. (imaginary towns on the moon)(short story)
January 1, 1996... THERE is an old man with wrinkles like wrinkled leather on his face living among the cornfields on the rolling prairie near the Shampoo River.
His name is John Jack Johannes Hummadummaduffer. His cronies and the people who know him call him...
How Billy and Helen found the Baby New Year. (short story)
January 1, 1996... When Billy awoke, it was to find the moon shining in through the half-open window with a cold, silvery radiance. With a little shiver, he jumped from his bed and hurried to draw down the sash. Then with an alacrity not known to him on school...
The curious puddles.(poem)
January 1, 1996... The Puddles in the gumbo
Are windows for the sky. They splash and flash like blinking gems
Before my wondering eye. What shining silver mirrors.
Earth's gleaming windowpane! They shine from out the muddy sod
Like dollars in the rain.
The Roly Poly Baby.(short story)
January 1, 1996... Now once upon a time--There was a a little roly poly rascal of a baby who was peeping over the edge of a cloud and fell spang right into the arms of a lovely little Mother Person. My!" said Somebody," what a very forward baby! Why he isn't even...
Discover a new world. (poem)(First Authors)
January 1, 1996... The flowers in the field were
beautiful-- So many reds, yellows, blues,
purples, and oranges. From a distance, the field looked
like a magic carpet of colors. You felt like you had flown on the
magic carpet into a secluded
world that...
How Child Life began.(history of Child Life magazine)
January 1, 1996... A long, long time ago, in 1921, the first editors of Child Life magazine remembered what it was like to be young and have nothing to do. After all, there were no TVs, stereos, or computers back then for entertainment on a rainy day. Kids were...
The Child Life in Mary Engelbreit.(cover artist for Child Life's anniversary issue)
January 1, 1996... If the kids on the cover of Child Life's anniversary issue look familiar, it's because rosy-faced kids often take center stage in the widely admired drawings by Mary Engelbreit. The illustrator's greeting cards, calendars, stationery, clothing,...
Nosey sends a Valentine.(short story)
January 1, 1996... His nose was usually in other people's business, which was the reason for his name. Nothing was beneath Nosey's notice, from the garbage can to the minister's galoshes. From the moment when he began to wander about on his unsteady puppy legs,...
Valentine Cakes. (cupcakes with butter icing, includes recipes)(Child Life Kitchen)
January 1, 1996... (Editor's Note: Today's healthful recipes don't use as many eggs, butter, and sugar but we thought we'd show you this old-time recipe just for fun.)
Some people think celebrating St. Valentine's Day is only foolishness, but that is because...
Remembering the 1920s.(history of Child Life magazine)
January 1, 1996... Just imagine...
No videos! No television! No Nintendo! What to do as the day stretches ahead?
There was always one activity for kids in the 1920s--reading their own issues of Child Life.
How important they felt--the mailman brought a...
Indians in the house.(short story)
January 1, 1996... Long ago, when wild Indians owned all the land that is now Oklahoma, a little girl named Laura lived in a little log house in that Indian country. In those days children called their fathers "Pa" and their mothers "Ma." Laura and her sister Mary...
Chip's chums. (doing noble deeds)(short story)
January 1, 1996... 1
Chip and his chums decided to "do noble deeds i not dream them," and started cleaning the snowy walks of old Miss Brown's house.
2
They began shoveling snow and boards away. Chip thought they we brought them all back again.
3
At...
I know exercise is good for me, but can it be fun, too?(Ask Doctor Cory)
January 1, 1996... Dear Dr. Cory:
I know exercise is good for me, but can it be fun, too?
Silvia Sigala
San Jose, California
Dear Silvia:
Not only can exercise be fun--it should be fun! Try swimming, biking, hiking, tennis, skating, and in-line...
What is in tobacco that makes it bad for your health?(Ask Doctor Cory)
January 1, 1996... Dear Dr. Cory:
What is in tobacco that makes it bad for your health?
Alyssa San Valentin
Old Bridge, New Jersey
Dear Alyssa:
Tobacco and cigarette smoke contain many dangerous substances. Three of these substances are nicotine, tar,...
Fox and geese. (how to play a group game in the snow)(Outdoor Sports and Indoor Pastimes.)
January 1, 1996... Who wants to play "Fox and Geese?" Or rather, who doesn't want to play "Fox and Geese," when the bright, clean snow is on the ground and the sun is glistening, and there blows a strong enough wind to make our cheeks glow and our breath form white...
A poor man. (poem)(Joy Jam)
January 1, 1996... A poor man sits alone on the
street With no shirt on his back, no
shoes on his feet. Deep down inside he is hurting so, And as the snow begins to fall,
he has no place to go. Some people pass him by just as
normal as can be, Because a...
Nightfall. (poem)(Joy Jam)
January 1, 1996... The earth heaves a sigh; A gentle breeze rolls by. Lazy flowers nod to sleep, While early dew drops creep.
On a winter night.(Joy Jam)
January 1, 1996... The sky is black, the ground is
white on a winter night. Something is oh, so creepy
on a winter night. The trees look like ghosts dancing
by the moonlight on a
winter night. The bushes look like bears
on a winter night. As I shuggle...