ONE I shouldn’t have come to this party. I’m not even sure I belong at this party. That’s ..
My eyes open wide on an early morning It smells like Lunar New Year is almost here! […] Our tray of togetherness, ..
They said that seeds don’t grow here, that plants don’t sprout at all. But by the long dead riverbed ..
The night before Mama was taken away, she gave me to Aunt ‘Tee and Uncle Heb. When Uncle Heb retells ..
“What’s this sad face, son?” his father asked. Martin put down his fork. “Bobby’s ..
She slowed Star to a trot and banged on the door with her stick. “The British are burning Danbury!” ..
My tsinii always knows when the weather is right for halibut jigging. He watches the ocean, and the sky, ..
My dad always reminds me to work hard and help our family. Whether it is chopping firewood to sell, hauling ..
The last time I danced with my brother was in Hydaburg, Alaska. We travelled to our father’s birthplace ..
Clocks have no meaning at the river. Instead, we follow the coming and going of the tides. This morning ..
What can you be? Follow along through the alphabet to discover some of the amazing things that any girl ..
There are questions we all ask when we are learning what it means to be human. Who invented my hands? ..
A mean boy at school said, “They took your dad away because he did something bad.” It made me feel ..
The fearless girls of our stories are free spirits who possess the same awe-inspiring qualities of self-confidence, ..
Chapter 1 Laying the Groundwork In the days before the United States sent Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin ..
Mama’s face is chestnut brown. Her dark brown eyes are bright as bees. Papa’s face turns ..
When I was your age, at home in my community, my friends and I always spoke our language. But at the school ..
“There are new friends in the cellar, Anett”. Mama said when I woke up. “Time to take breakfast ..
Black people fought for many years for the right to be treated with respect. In the 1950s and 1960s, ..
Then once again, the earth began to roar and the wind blew, and even the pebbles and sand blew around ..
We are joy! igniting the world, like stars caliente and bright, like trumpets blaring at midnight! ..
The skin i’m in is just a covering. It cannot tell my story. The skin i’m in is just ..
“Tell us about Saint Lucia’s Day,” Anna said. She sat her doll on her lap as though ..
Kirsten clasped Nora’s hand in hers. Now she remembered clearly that she had felt exactly as Nora ..
