Peace, Bugs, and Understanding: An Adventure in Sibling Harmony
Autor Gail Silveren Limba Engleză Hardback – 19 feb 2015 – vârsta de la 4 până la 8 ani
Lily and her little sister Ruby are having a picnic when Ruby spoils their game of checkers. Lily lashes out but soon gets absorbed in a wonderful book, the story of her great grandfather’s encounter with a strange looking frog-like creature called Anger. The precious old journal teaches Lily about Metta, a technique that has helped people transform anger into loving kindness for thousands of years.
With original watercolors by award-winning illustrator Youme Nguyen Ly, Peace, Bugs, and Understanding is an invaluable tool for parents and teachers, and will help children learn to understand the causes of their own strong emotions, while teaching them peaceful ways to resolve difficulties through mindfulness and meditation.
With original watercolors by award-winning illustrator Youme Nguyen Ly, Peace, Bugs, and Understanding is an invaluable tool for parents and teachers, and will help children learn to understand the causes of their own strong emotions, while teaching them peaceful ways to resolve difficulties through mindfulness and meditation.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781937006631
ISBN-10: 1937006638
Pagini: 48
Ilustrații: Full colour illustrations
Dimensiuni: 216 x 282 x 15 mm
Greutate: 0.5 kg
Editura: Plum Blossom Books
ISBN-10: 1937006638
Pagini: 48
Ilustrații: Full colour illustrations
Dimensiuni: 216 x 282 x 15 mm
Greutate: 0.5 kg
Editura: Plum Blossom Books
Recenzii
"This is a wonderful tool for children and adults to cultivate forgiveness towards others and even themselves. How can you be angry at someone when you are sending them kind, happy and loving thoughts?"—Children's Books that Heal
"Peace, Bugs, and Understanding: An Adventure in Sibling Harmony is a children's picturebook with a message about learning to accept and transform negative emotions...highly recommended for sharing with young people, and for public library children's collections."—Children's Bookwatch
"Peace, Bugs, and Understanding by Gail Silver, and illustrated by Youme Nguyen Ly is a great choice for a delightful and creative story that can open up a discussion on family harmony."—Examiner.com
Praise for Ahn's Anger:
"One of the best books we've ever seen on the issue of dealing with anger...Getting angry is normal. The question is how do you deal with your anger. In this incredible story, Anh gets really angry and gets sent to his room to 'sit with' his anger. Anh not only sits with his anger, he chats, dances, and plays with his anger. This story is simply amazing, healthy, beautiful...a gem."—ReachandTeach.com
"Promotes deep breathing as the ideal way to regain control during a tantrum."—The New Yorker
Praise for Steps and Stones:
"My lessons on keeping your cool in school just got a whole lot better. This is the sequel to Ahn's Anger and it is an ESSENTIAL resource...As a school counselor, I rely on books like this to help teach calming down techniques kids will actually use...I am thrilled to share such a healing book with our students, especially those who are stuck in constant anger. Parents, teachers, and counselors will appreciate having this on their shelf when they need to teach or reteach this important skill."—Books That Heal Kids
"Peace, Bugs, and Understanding: An Adventure in Sibling Harmony is a children's picturebook with a message about learning to accept and transform negative emotions...highly recommended for sharing with young people, and for public library children's collections."—Children's Bookwatch
"Peace, Bugs, and Understanding by Gail Silver, and illustrated by Youme Nguyen Ly is a great choice for a delightful and creative story that can open up a discussion on family harmony."—Examiner.com
Praise for Ahn's Anger:
"One of the best books we've ever seen on the issue of dealing with anger...Getting angry is normal. The question is how do you deal with your anger. In this incredible story, Anh gets really angry and gets sent to his room to 'sit with' his anger. Anh not only sits with his anger, he chats, dances, and plays with his anger. This story is simply amazing, healthy, beautiful...a gem."—ReachandTeach.com
"Promotes deep breathing as the ideal way to regain control during a tantrum."—The New Yorker
Praise for Steps and Stones:
"My lessons on keeping your cool in school just got a whole lot better. This is the sequel to Ahn's Anger and it is an ESSENTIAL resource...As a school counselor, I rely on books like this to help teach calming down techniques kids will actually use...I am thrilled to share such a healing book with our students, especially those who are stuck in constant anger. Parents, teachers, and counselors will appreciate having this on their shelf when they need to teach or reteach this important skill."—Books That Heal Kids
Praise for Ahn's Anger:
"One of the best books we've ever seen on the issue of dealing with anger...Getting angry is normal. The question is how do you deal with your anger. In this incredible story, Anh gets really angry and gets sent to his room to 'sit with' his anger. Anh not only sits with his anger, he chats, dances, and plays with his anger. This story is simply amazing, healthy, beautiful...a gem." — ReachandTeach.com
"Promotes deep breathing as the ideal way to regain control during a tantrum." — The New Yorker
Praise for Steps and Stones:
"My lessons on keeping your cool in school just got a whole lot better. This is the sequel to Ahn's Anger and it is an ESSENTIAL resource...As a school counselor, I rely on books like this to help teach calming down techniques kids will actually use...I am thrilled to share such a healing book with our students, especially those who are stuck in constant anger. Parents, teachers, and counselors will appreciate having this on their shelf when they need to teach or reteach this important skill." — Books That Heal Kids
"One of the best books we've ever seen on the issue of dealing with anger...Getting angry is normal. The question is how do you deal with your anger. In this incredible story, Anh gets really angry and gets sent to his room to 'sit with' his anger. Anh not only sits with his anger, he chats, dances, and plays with his anger. This story is simply amazing, healthy, beautiful...a gem." — ReachandTeach.com
"Promotes deep breathing as the ideal way to regain control during a tantrum." — The New Yorker
Praise for Steps and Stones:
"My lessons on keeping your cool in school just got a whole lot better. This is the sequel to Ahn's Anger and it is an ESSENTIAL resource...As a school counselor, I rely on books like this to help teach calming down techniques kids will actually use...I am thrilled to share such a healing book with our students, especially those who are stuck in constant anger. Parents, teachers, and counselors will appreciate having this on their shelf when they need to teach or reteach this important skill." — Books That Heal Kids
Notă biografică
Gail Silver is the founder of Yoga Child, a Philadelphia-based program that develops curriculum for school-based yoga and mindfulness programs. She is the author of Anh’s Anger and its sequel Steps and Stones, and is a contributing writer to The Expectant Mother’s Guide. Silver lives in Philadelphia. Youme Nguyen Ly is an award-winning author, illustrator, and community-based artist who has worked in Asia, Africa, and the Caribbean. The author and illustrator of the award-winning children’s books Selavi and Pitch Black, she lives in Florence, MA.
Extras
Lily was having a picnic with her father and her little sister, Ruby, but it wasn’t much fun. “Get off, Ruby,” Lily said, and pushed her sister.
“Hey, take it easy,” said her father. He scooped Ruby into his arms.Lily kept her head down and cleaned up the pieces, some of which were pennies and nickels because Ruby had lost the checkers, and she folded the board back into its box, which was more flat than box shaped because Ruby had been sitting on it.
It’s not fair, Lily thought, Ruby ruins everything and she gets all of the attention,
“Here,” said her father,. He slid a book from the stack in the picnic basket and handed it to Lily. “Take a look.” “It looks like a journal,” Lily said, flipping through its pages, “but with drawings.” “It is a journal,” said her father. “It belonged to my grandfather.”
Lily stopped at a sketch of a boy on a bicycle. In the background was a lily pond, and at the top of the page in faded pencil, the date.
June 4, 1923. “That was a long time ago,” Lily lay down on the blanket and turned the page.
.June 4, 1923
Today started out like any other day. It was warm and damp from the morning rain and I was in in my secret hideout counting crickets. That’s when my sister barged in, frightening the insects.
“Get out, Cam,” I said. “You can’t stay here.”
“Yes I can,” she insisted.
“No you can’t!” I shouted. “GO AWAY!”
Cam ran towards the house.
I already knew how this would turn out.
“Lanh?” My mother called. “Let your sister play with you.”
“But, Mom…it’s my—!”
“Let her in, Lanh!”
“It’s not fair, Mom. She always—”
“I said, let her in. Now!”
Cam came running back in, this time kicking dirt and soot all over my fort. Some of the bugs jumped out and I did too. I ran to the end of the yard, to my bike, and rode away from home. The road through the village was muddy, and each time I saw a puddle, I made sure to ride through it. Standing up on the pedals, I soared past the town, past the people. Whoosh went the world.
The further I rode, the taller the grass grew. Soon it was taller than I was, filled with the chirping of crickets and frogs. The mud was thick, and I was tired and hot, but I pushed and pedaled until I made it to the end of the path, to a pond covered with…
“WATER LILIES,” Lily whispered.
At the pond’s edge, I used a stick to poke at a water lily and its tangled roots. I was hoping to find a frog or turtle or something, but all that I saw was my own face, flushed and mud-splattered, staring back at me from the water.
“Nothing’s going right today,” I grumbled, and threw the stick through my reflection. “Hey, watch it!” someone said. I jumped back and looked around the pond. “Who said that?” I called out. “Who’s there?” “It’s me, over here!” The voice said. “You were just looking at me.” .....
“Hey, take it easy,” said her father. He scooped Ruby into his arms.Lily kept her head down and cleaned up the pieces, some of which were pennies and nickels because Ruby had lost the checkers, and she folded the board back into its box, which was more flat than box shaped because Ruby had been sitting on it.
It’s not fair, Lily thought, Ruby ruins everything and she gets all of the attention,
“Here,” said her father,. He slid a book from the stack in the picnic basket and handed it to Lily. “Take a look.” “It looks like a journal,” Lily said, flipping through its pages, “but with drawings.” “It is a journal,” said her father. “It belonged to my grandfather.”
Lily stopped at a sketch of a boy on a bicycle. In the background was a lily pond, and at the top of the page in faded pencil, the date.
June 4, 1923. “That was a long time ago,” Lily lay down on the blanket and turned the page.
.June 4, 1923
Today started out like any other day. It was warm and damp from the morning rain and I was in in my secret hideout counting crickets. That’s when my sister barged in, frightening the insects.
“Get out, Cam,” I said. “You can’t stay here.”
“Yes I can,” she insisted.
“No you can’t!” I shouted. “GO AWAY!”
Cam ran towards the house.
I already knew how this would turn out.
“Lanh?” My mother called. “Let your sister play with you.”
“But, Mom…it’s my—!”
“Let her in, Lanh!”
“It’s not fair, Mom. She always—”
“I said, let her in. Now!”
Cam came running back in, this time kicking dirt and soot all over my fort. Some of the bugs jumped out and I did too. I ran to the end of the yard, to my bike, and rode away from home. The road through the village was muddy, and each time I saw a puddle, I made sure to ride through it. Standing up on the pedals, I soared past the town, past the people. Whoosh went the world.
The further I rode, the taller the grass grew. Soon it was taller than I was, filled with the chirping of crickets and frogs. The mud was thick, and I was tired and hot, but I pushed and pedaled until I made it to the end of the path, to a pond covered with…
“WATER LILIES,” Lily whispered.
At the pond’s edge, I used a stick to poke at a water lily and its tangled roots. I was hoping to find a frog or turtle or something, but all that I saw was my own face, flushed and mud-splattered, staring back at me from the water.
“Nothing’s going right today,” I grumbled, and threw the stick through my reflection. “Hey, watch it!” someone said. I jumped back and looked around the pond. “Who said that?” I called out. “Who’s there?” “It’s me, over here!” The voice said. “You were just looking at me.” .....