Without women

Last nite my hubby & I attended a school program to cap Black History Month.

The 5th graders who opened the evening’s commemoration had a take on things that was new to me.

Their potent question to the audience was:

What if there were no black people?  They they took us through a day. How would we manage without traffic lights,  medicines & a host of items from everyday to  exceptional, that were created by black people.

Today I borrow that concept of those bright children, to ask, where would be be without girls & women?

I do this because March 1 launches  Women’s History Month.

So as a published non-fiction writer of a picture book biography about a woman who deserves more attention from this world, I’m happy to share the KidLit Celebrates Women’s History Month  link to resources on women

On March 6, I’ll be part of  the KidLit Celebrates Women’s History Month online community of writers who each day of this wonderful month, provide insight into a book for young readers about women’s history or about an individual woman of notable achievement.

I am keen on reading the posts of my colleagues in this effort.

This collection of essay/blogs is a gift to families, schools, young readers, librarians & to us all from THE FOURTH MUSKETEER and SHELF-EMPLOYED.

Maybe this month will be the 31 days you delve more into the story of that intriguing woman in your family tree.

I hope so!

trees

In parts of the world, but not where I live in North Florida, plants are stretching tall in springtime.

We always appreciate trees when the leaves are new. But I think in the fall & winter, when the  full show of their

green is absent, this is a time to consider what our every day world would be like, if we lived in a land where the trees as we understood them to grow naturally, in woods, & in clumps at seepages of water, down hillsides and circling fileds, were only planted in rows.  Or if the trees weren’t there at all. Maybe you have lived without the cloaks of trees. But I have not. I grew up by a woods. My mother recited the line, “Woodman! spare that tree,” to me about the youth who was sheltered by a tree & could therefore not cut it, when he was older.

When I read children’s books about the tree woman of Kenya, Wangari Maathai, I felt that she must have loved being a little girl, & that in that time of her life, she must have loved trees.  The shade of them, the fruit of them, the branches of them.

There are several good children’s books about her. The one I currently have is from author/artist Claire A. Nivola.

Like all good books, it made me want to know more about what happened to Kenya’s trees. And about how Ms. Maathai brought them back.

So my bedside reading right now is Unbowed: a memoir by Wangari Maathai.


March is for mammas & maidens & the Ms., Miss & Mrs. ga-zillions

It’s Women’s History Month!

http://www.redroom.event/brown-bag-lunch-talk-O

If you can’t attend this March 24 event, find a great biography of a wonderful woman to enjoy at your library.

Consider PUSH COMES to SHOVE the autobiography of Twyla Tharpe

In children’s picturebooks, have you looked at:

PLANTING the TREES of KENYA : the story of Wangari Maathai by Claire A. Nivola

(Wangari Maathai is a Nobel Peace Prize winner)

KATE SHELLEY: Bound for Legend byRobert D. San Souce with paintings by Max Ginsburg

Kate Shelley was a child who made a difference

Or check out these online ways to be immersed in women’s history:

National Women’s History Project  http://www.nwhp.org/resourcecenter/whistoryday.php

Jewish Women’s Archive  http://jwa.org

National Organization for Women  http://www.now.org

Womens’ Studies  http://userpages.umbc.edu/~korenman/wmst/index.html

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