Text © 1997 by Contextx. Inc. Illustrations © 1997 Brenda Clark Illustrator Inc. Interior illustrations prepared with the assistance of Shelley Southern. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form or by any means, w...
Text © 1995 by P.B. Creations Inc. Illustrations © 1995 Brenda Clark Illustrator Inc. Interior illustrations prepared with the assistance of Muriel Hughes Wood. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form or by any m...
“You’ll need a full tummy to work at school,” said Franklin’s father. Franklin was not hungry. “I already have a full tummy,” he said. “It feels like it is full of jumping frogs.” Franklin’s mother gave him a hug, “I felt that way on my first day of school. But the funny feeling went away.” Frank...
“Fox!” called his mother. “Time for everyone to come in.” “It’s all right,” Fox shouted back. “We’re in the tree.” Fox’s mother was there in a second. “It’s dangerous to be near a tree during a storm,” she said.
“You do nice things for her every day,” answered Franklin’s father. “Why do you ask?” “Because tomorrow is her birthday,” said Franklin. His father looked surprised. “Why don’t you and your sister make her a card?” he suggested.
He saw Beaver struggling to swing on the monkey bars. Each time she got to the third rung, she fell into the sand below. “No, Beaver,” said Bear. “Do it like this. It’s easy.” “Easy for you,” said Beaver. She tried one more time and fell again. “Maybe tomorrow,”