Kids And Parents

Friends care
Friends share
We need friends
Everywhere!

I have a friend
Whose name is …..
And we have fun together.
We laugh and play
And sing all day
In any kind of weather.

All parents know how a reading is deemed necessary for almost every aspect of life. So it’s no wonder that they want their children to be good readers as soon as possible.
During early childhood, kids are first exposed to language through listening and speaking. This starts as babies look at parents who are speaking, and it continues as kids learn to use sounds and gestures to communicate their wants and needs. Typically, at the age between 1 and 1.5 y.o. they use words to label objects and ask for things. By 3 years, most children are speaking in sentences and able to follow basic rules of grammar (for example, plurals and verb tenses).

During these early years, you have to start to learn you kids to read and to write, primarily through their interaction with books. That said, make sure to starting reading to your child early and often — it will encourage an interest, and it’s a really lovely way to spend time together. When you help their children learn to read, you help them open the door to a new world.

Today my daughter Rachel is really happy. She has got the gift, seventth book about Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The success of the novels among our children has made aothor Rowling the highest-earning novelist in history.
“You are protected, in short, by your ability to love! The only protection that can possibly work against the lure of power like Voldemort’s! In spite of… temptation and suffering… you remain pure of heart, just at you were at eleven when you stared into a mirror that reflected your heart’s desire… and it showed you only the way to defeat Voldemort, and not immortality or riches”. This is just a short quotation from the book. What can I say - right words.

here is several icons with quotes from Harry Potter that I’ve found in inet for her.

But while she was still very young, oh very, very young, the sister drooped, and came to be so weak that she could no longer stand in the window at night; and then the child looked sadly out by himself, and when he saw the star, turned round and said to the patient pale face on the bed, “I see the star!” and then a smile would come upon the face, and a little weak voice used to say, “God bless my brother and the star!”

And so the time came all too soon! when the child looked out alone, and when there was no face on the bed; and when there was a little grave among the graves, not there before; and when the star made long rays down toward him, as he saw it through his tears.

Now, these rays were so bright, and they seemed to make such a shining way from earth to Heaven, that when the child went to his solitary bed, he dreamed about the star; and dreamed that, lying where he was, he saw a train of people taken up that sparkling road by angels. And the star, opening, showed him a great world of light, where many more such angels waited to receive them.

All these angels, who were waiting, turned their beaming eyes upon the people who were carried up into the star; and some came out from the long rows in which they stood, and fell upon the people’s necks, and kissed them tenderly, and went away with them down avenues of light, and were so happy in their company, that lying in his bed he wept for joy.

But, there were many angels who did not go with them, and among them one he knew. The patient face that once had lain upon the bed was glorified and radiant, but his heart found out his sister among all the host.

His sister’s angel lingered near the entrance of the star, and said to the leader among those who had brought the people thither:

“Is my brother come?”

And he said “No.”
It was taken the picture of Lise Jane as illustration. Pay attanchion, please, for her works, how they are beautiful.

There are stories that every child should know, no child left behind. Next time I’try to public my list of such books, but now I’d like to put here the fragmrnt of wellknown book that we are reading now. So…
There was once a child, and he strolled about a good deal, and thought of a number of things. He had a sister, who was a child too, and his constant companion. These two used to wonder all day long. They wondered at the beauty of the flowers; they wondered at the height and blueness of the sky; they wondered at the depth of the bright water; they wondered at the goodness and the power of God who made the lovely world.

They used to say to one another, sometimes, supposing all the children upon earth were to die, would the flowers, and the water, and the sky be sorry? They believed they would be sorry. For, said they, the buds are the children of the flowers, and the little playful streams that gambol down the hill-sides are the children of the water; and the smallest bright specks playing at hide and seek in the sky all night, must surely be the children of the stars; and they would all be grieved to see their playmates, the children of men, no more.

There was one clear shining star that used to come out in the sky before the rest, near the church spire, above the graves. It was larger and more beautiful, they thought, than all the others, and every night they watched for it, standing hand in hand at a window. Whoever saw it first cried out, “I see the star!” And often they cried out both together, knowing so well when it would rise, and where. So they grew to be such friends with it, that, before lying down in their beds, they always looked out once again, to bid it good-night; and when they were turning round to sleep, they used to say, “God bless the star!”
(to be continued )

From “Famous Stories Every Child Should Know “
Lisa Jane’s picture as illustration