Child Life articles from January 1997

Child Life archives from January 1997

The valentine. (poem)
January 1, 1997... We're making valentines in school Of hearts and paper lace, And in the center Cupid floats With dimples in his face. We colored him with chalk and put A wreath around his head, And then we made a bow and arrow Just as the...

Lonesome Abe. (story about the childhood of Pres Abraham Lincoln)
January 1, 1997... Small Sarah Lincoln looked around the one room of the cabin, which was not very light even on the morning of this pleasant day. Her ten-year-old brother Abe came staggering in with a fresh log to put on the fire. "I fetched the biggest one...

Vegetable soup. (recipe)
January 1, 1997... After all the fancy food of holiday time, we hanker for what Grandmother used to call "plain cooking." So we thought of something very good. It's a really magic recipe, for you put in a great many common things, and you cook and you stir and...

The adventures of Andy. (short story)
January 1, 1997... WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE Andy--or Andromeda as she was known before she lost her job and half of her name--is peeved. Her little girl has just been married. And Andy feels as grumpy and ill-used and lonely as a snubnosed doll can feel. So...

Web-wise stops. (five World Wide Web sites that educate and entertain children)
January 1, 1997... Ready to catch a ride on the information highway? Great! A walk on the World Wide Web can be fun, and it can be educational, too. Check out these five excising Web-wise addresses. You might find something interesting about insects, rain...

Tasty tuber chosen 1997 Veggie of the Year. (children select the potato as their favorite vegetable)
January 1, 1997... BOISE, IDAHO--Thousands of vegetable votes have been tallied. The election is officially over. And the winner of the 1997 Vegetable of the Year, by popular demand--Spud Potato! Reporter Dan Radish spoke with the Spud outside his potato...

Snow sculpting. (includes directions)
January 1, 1997... If you think all you can build with snow is snowmen, you're missing out on a lot of fun! With a little imagination and effort, you can create castles, dragons, cartoon characters, or just about anything else. It's called snow sculpting--cutting...

Mush, slush, and glory. (Matt Gavin describes his sled dog race technique)
January 1, 1997... Sixteen other kid-mushers lined up beside eleven-year-old Matt Gavin at the two-dog event of the Junior North American Championship in Fairbanks, Alaska. Pairs of eager dogs pulled against their harnesses, begging to leap forward--to break away...

Footprints in the snow.(poem)
January 1, 1997... When you think of a footprint, You think of a crime, A detective having a dangerous time. But the crook melts away In your brain, oh, so slow, When you see the tiny footprints In the snow, in the snow. Tiny rabbit's feet Quickly hop by. A...

Bubbles.(poem)
January 1, 1997... The soapy liquid, Waiting for someone to give it life, Just one breath And they are born. Rainbow but clear, Reflecting me. I can see They float around so free. I wish I could be Floating in the air all day. But, well, maybe not, Because one day...

What is love?(poem)
January 1, 1997... Is it something up in heaven? Or something in your heart? But when we have love, Nothing may pull two friends apart. When you have a friend who lives So very far away, When there is love between you, They're in your heart to stay....

Snow.(poem)
January 1, 1997... Snow, snow, oh, so white, You vanish from the ground When the sun shines bright. You swirl down from the heavens way up high. You land on the ground and there you lie. If you're swooshed up by the air, it will take you anywhere....

Winter fun.(poem)
January 1, 1997... I smell the fresh snow Over the marshmallow hills While I am dreaming. Felicia Jones Warren, Ohio

Winter snow.(poem)
January 1, 1997... How silently the snow falls, How beautifully, How romantically, Making the earth a blanket of white. Almost as beautiful as white lilies, thousands of them, blooming on a hillside. How could this be the cold, freezing snow...

A winter's night.(poem)
January 1, 1997... Winter winds were howling; Outside, hounds were yowling, Causing quite a ruckus. Along came a storm cloud, which presently began in soft, white snow to tuck around us: Fires crackling, Women cackling over little jokes. ...

Pegasus.(poem)
January 1, 1997... Pegasus, So lively and quick, Flies through the Moonlight In a snowdrift. Katie Wheeler Flat Rock, Michigan

My dream. (girl describes dream in which her mother had a baby)
January 1, 1997... I once wanted to have a baby brother so bad that I had a dream about it. This is what I dreamed: It all started on a Saturday after Mom had gone to the hospital for a test. When I came down to breakfast, Mom and Dad and Michael, my...

1997 Tulip Time Scholarship Games. (includes list of words for spelling bee)
January 1, 1997... Come see us again this year at the Fitness Farm in Indianapolis, Indiana, on Saturday, April 26, 1997. If you are age twelve or under, you have the chance to compete in spelling bees and games for college scholarships. Not only can you run...

My friend has warts on her feet. Will the warts come off, will they get bigger, or will they be there forever? She also said that they hurt really bad. Why?(Ask Doctor Cory)
January 1, 1997... Dear Dr. Cory: My friend has warts on her feet. Will the warts come off, will they get bigger, or will they be there forever? She also said that they hurt really bad. Why? Valerie Bryant Ontario, California Dear Dr. Cory: I have a...

Please don't print my name because this question is embarrassing, but please answer it in your column in Child Life. I am eleven years old, and my breasts are starting to develop. (girl wonders if a bruise on her breast could become cancerous when she is older)(Ask Doctor Cory)
January 1, 1997... Dear Dr. Cory: Please don't print my name because this question is embarrassing, but please answer it in your column in Child Life. I am eleven years old, and my breasts are starting to develop. I was wrestling with my little brother, and he...

Is it true that your heart is no bigger than your fist?(Ask Doctor Cory)
January 1, 1997... Dear Dr. Cory: Is it true that your heart is no bigger than your fist? Elizabeth Waever Oblong Illinois Dear Elizabeth: Your heart is a muscle about the size of your own clenched fist, no matter how old you are. An adult heart grows...