Joanna Marple
In my 20's, with only my guitar and a rucksack, I wandered the continents, immersing myself in the lives of some wonderful people, projects and stories, which changed the way I view my responsibility to others and this earth. Right now I'm a European transplant in the US who writes books for children and young adults. Stories can help us not only navigate our world but can connect us to others, and allow us to inspire and help each other. I believe that equity and empathy should be at the core of our all actions, words, and stories. I am also a school librarian and I get a kick out of book-matchmaking! And I use the pronouns she/her.
Diverse Children’s Books
12×12 Challenge
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My Top Ten + 1
The Top Ten +1 Children’s Books I have read this year. As you will see, not all of these were published in 2011. I have been doing some catching up. Feel free to share any of your favorite reads of … Continue reading
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Tagged All the Way to America: The Story of a Big Italian Family and a Little Shovel – Dan Yaccarino, Bull Rider, CHAPTER BOOKS, City Dog, Country Frog, Ellen Hopkins, Francisco X Stork, Hogwash, I am the Book, Jay Asher, Jean Chapman, jeanne Birdsall, Karma Wilson, Kate Messner, Kristin Clark Venuti, Leaving the Bellweathers, Lee Bennet Hopkins, Marcelo in the Real World, Marty McGuire, MIDDLE GRADE, Mo Willems, Penderwicks at Point Mouette, Perfect, picture books, Suzanne Morgan Williams, Thirteen Reasons Why, YOUNG ADULT
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Picture Book Perfect Friday – And Tango makes Three
And Tango Makes Three Written by Justin Richardson and Peter Parnell, illustrated by Henry Cole Publishers : Simon and Schuster April 2005 Ages 3-8 Themes : penguins, zoos, love as the basis of family life , tolerance, adoption, diversity, homosexuality … Continue reading
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Tagged adoption, And Tango Makes Three, diversity, family life, homosexuality, love, penguins, tolerance, zoos
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The Plight Before Christmas – Holiday Contest
T’was the eve before Christmas and down by the stream, the moles squealed and scrambled, as in a bad dream! The snowstorm that blasted the valley that day had flooded the tunnels; … Continue reading
