Noah Noah What Do You See by By Bill Martin Jr. and Michael Sampson

Book Description

From the bestselling authors of Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? and Chicka Chicka, 1, 2, 3

Noah, Noah, what do you see? I see animals in the ark with me.

Moses sees the Red Sea part. Daniel sees lions in the den. Mary sees baby Jesus smiling at her. Noah, Noah, What Do You See? introduces little ones to favorite Bible heroes from the Old and New Testaments.

With colorful art from Melissa Iwai and the signature rhyming style of Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?, parents and children alike will love the classic storytelling of Bill Martin Jr. and Michael Sampson.

Bill Martin Jr. didn’t learn to read until he reached college, yet he earned a doctorate in education from Northwestern University. He was one of the world’s foremost authors in literary education, as well as a million-selling author of books including Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?, Chicka Chicka Boom Boom, and Polar Bear, Polar Bear, What Do You Hear?

Michael Sampson, Ph.D., is a New York Times bestselling author of twenty-six books for young children, including Chicka Chicka 1, 2, 3 and The Bill Martin Jr. Big Book of Poetry. Sampson is dean of the School of Education at St. John’s University in New York City and lives with his family on Long Island.

My Review:

This is a board book so it is tough and will last with your little ones.  The illustrations are bright and colorful.  Each page has a rhyme about the bible and the “What do you see” question with a bible reference on the bottom of the page so you can know where they found it.

Moses sees the Red Sea part. Daniel sees lions in the den. Mary sees baby Jesus smiling at her. Noah, Noah, What Do You See? introduces little ones to favorite Bible heroes from the Old and New Testaments.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookLook Bloggers <http://booklookbloggers.com> book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 <http://www.access.gpo.gov/nara/cfr/waisidx_03/16cfr255_03.html> : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

The Cherished Quilt by Amy Clipston

Book Description

Tragedy tore Christopher’s world apart. But Emily believes there are enough pieces left behind to stitch together a beautiful new beginning.

Emily Fisher is eager to meet the new employee at her father’s shop in Bird-in-Hand, Pennsylvania. But when Christopher Hochstetler arrives, his cold demeanor freezes her attempts at building a friendship.

Longing for a fresh start, Christopher travels from Ohio to Bird-in-Hand to work at his uncle’s shop. Christopher’s heart is still wounded from memories of home, and making new friends is the last thing on his mind—he knows the pain that comes with losing those you love. When Emily is kind to him, he tries to remain distant, but he soon finds himself stealing glances at her throughout the day.

When Christopher shares his tragic reasons for leaving home, Emily decides to make a quilt for him as a gesture of their friendship. Even though he is not a member of the church, she’s found someone with whom she can imagine a future. The two are quickly falling in love when a family emergency calls Christopher back to Ohio without warning.

My Thoughts:

This book is the third in the Amish Heirloom Series, so many of the same characters appear in all the books. However, there is enough back story to be enjoyed without reading the previous books in the series.

One of the things that I like about this series is how the author balances real life within an Amish setting.  So those who like to read about Amish life will enjoy each story without the saccharine sweetness of some such novels.  Seeing how life’s struggles are handled within the Amish community makes for very good reading. Once I started reading, it was hard to put the book down.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookLook Bloggers <http://booklookbloggers.com> book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 <http://www.access.gpo.gov/nara/cfr/waisidx_03/16cfr255_03.html> : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Jasmine Fox’s Pepperoni Bread

pepperoni-breadIngredients:

1 tube pizza dough
4 oz sliced pepperoni
1 Tbsp crushed garlic
Oil
1 cup grated Mozzarella cheese
¼ cup grated Parmesan cheese

 

Directions

In a skillet heat an even layer of oil.  Place the garlic in the oil and sauté until cooked thoroughly.

Roll out dough into a rectangle on a lightly greased cookie sheet.

Brush the garlic and oil over the dough in an even layer.

Sprinkle the grated Parmesan cheese over the oil and garlic.

Layer the pepperoni in an even layer on top of the garlic and cheese.

Spread the Mozzarella over the pepperoni in an even layer.

Preheat oven to 400 degrees

Fold over 1/3 of the dough towards the other edge.

Take the remaining 1/3 unfolded dough and fold that over the folded dough.  Pinch the edge to seal.

Bake at 400 degrees for 16 – 20 minutes until a light golden brown.

Enjoy

 

Andrea Skunk’s Quick Calzones

calzoneIngredients:

1 Tube of biscuits (I used Grands)
Pizza Sauce
Shredded Mozzarella cheese
Pizza toppings

 

Directions:

Place a biscuit on wax paper and use a roller to roll it out flat in an even circle.

Spread pizza sauce on the circle leaving about an inch around the edges.

Add your shredded cheese.

Place your pizza toppings on ½ of the dough.

Flip the top half of the dough over the bottom half and pinch the edges together.

Place the calzone on an ungreased cookie sheet.

Preheat oven to 350 degrees

Put the calzones in the oven and bake for 17 – 20 minutes, until the crust is a light golden brown.

Remove and enjoy.

Pearl Eagle’s Easy Tarts

easy-tartIngredients:

1 Tube of Crescent Rolls
Fresh Fruit (berries or chopped fruit)
Cooking Spray
Muffin Tin

 

Directions:

 

Preheat oven to 375 degrees.

 

Open the tube of crescent rolls and flatten each roll into a round circle.

 

Spray the muffin tin with cooking spray.

 

Place one roll in each spot of the muffin tin, pressing the roll against the sides to form a cup.

 

Place your fruit inside the cup formed by the rolls in the tray.

 

Place your tray in the oven and bake for 18 – 20 minutes, until the dough is a light flaky golden brown.

 

Remove from oven and cool.

True Friends

It was a sad time in the Mouse house, for Mr. Mouse was very sick.  Day after day he lay there unable to get out of bed, growing weaker and weaker.  Mrs. Mouse was busy taking care of Mr. Mouse, trying to help him get better.

 

Poor little Samuel Mouse, his mom was always taking care of his sick dad and had no time for him.  Samuel knew that his dad was unable to go out and get food for their family, and he needed food to get better. This made Samuel so sad he hardly ate anything himself so his dad would have more food to eat and get well.

 

Every day Samuel would take most of his dinner up to his dad and sit there hoping he would eat. But Mr. Mouse would not eat and Samuel would put his food back in the cupboard so Mr. Mouse would have it when he needed it.  Poor little Samuel grew thinner each day from not eating.  Why he became so thin he was almost invisible.

 

One sunny day Gladly Bear and Suzanne Bear came over to visit.  When they saw how thin Samuel Mouse was they were upset and asked him if he was okay.  But Samuel was embarrassed and did not want to say anything to Gladly or Suzanne.

 

Then Gladly told Samuel that the wild huckleberries were ripe. Gladly and Suzanne were going out to pick them and they wanted Samuel to join them. Samuel was not sure he wanted to go, but Gladly and Suzanne convinced him to come with them.

 

Off into the forest they hiked, each carrying a bag for their berries. When they had reached the berry patch, they set about gathering the bountiful berries in their bags. Gladly was the biggest, so he gathered all the berries at the top of the bushes. Suzanne his little sister was the next tallest so she gathered all the berries in the middle of the bushes.  Little Samuel was the smallest so he gathered all the berries off the ground and on the bottom of the bushes.

 

Gladly and Suzanne saw that there were not as many berries on the bottom of the bushes, so when Samuel was not looking they would drop extra berries on the ground for him. But Samuel saw them dropping the berries out of the corner of his eyes and worked harder gathering all the bright berries he could find. Soon his bag was bursting to the seams with huckleberries, Gladly and Suzanne also filled their bags with the tasty treats.

 

Gladly looked at the other two and told them, “Why we have had a good day, my bag full of delicious huckleberries.”

 

Suzanne, not to be outdone by her big brother chimed in, “My bag is fuller!”

 

“Well my bag is the fullest”, chimed in Samuel.  “And when I get home I am gonna take some of these up to my daddy.  I bet he will love them.”

 

They rushed back to the Mouse house with their bountiful harvest of berries, and when they arrived Samuel dashed upstairs to see his dad.  As he entered his room, Samuel handed the berries to his mother; she squeezed the juice out of a couple of them into a cup.

 

Tilting the cup by Mr. Mouse’s face, she urged him to drink a sip.  Mr. Mouse opened his mouth and drank a drop of the huckleberry juice.  Tasting the mouthwatering goodness of the juice, Mr. Mouse took another sip.  Soon he was draining the cup of the juicy delight.

 

Mr. Mouse drank some of the juice every day and soon he chewing on whole berries.  Gladly and his other friends gathered more berries for the Mouse family, and their parents brought over other food for them.

 

By Sunday morning, Mr. Mouse was able to get out of bed.  Weakly he strode down the aisle and took his seat.  Resting he leaned back against the pew, proudly his wife and son sat next to him.  Samuel beamed happily at his friends, thankful for the kindness Gladly and Suzanne had shown him.

 

Spotting Miss Rosie the Wise Old Owl, he waved.  Smiling she came over and gave Samuel a quick little hug.  Samuel told her about what Gladly and Suzanne did while they were picking berries.

 

When it came time for the children’s Bible hour, Miss Rosie stood and spoke about what Gladly and Suzanne had done.  “They were true friends to Samuel”, she said. “They helped him in his time of need, in fact this reminds of a story I read in the Bible.  This story is about a girl named Ruth and her mother in law Naomi.

 

While they were traveling on a long journey through the land of Moab, Naomi’s husband died. Naomi and her two sons continued to live in Moab. Both of Naomi’s sons got married – one to a woman named Ruth, and the other to a woman named Orpah. For ten years they all lived together in Moab. Eventually, both men died, leaving Naomi, Ruth, and Orpah as widows.

 

Because she heard her own country was being blessed with lots food, Naomi decided to go back there, taking Ruth and Orpah with her. On the way, she told both Ruth and Orpah to go back to their own homes.

 

But Ruth and Orpah both said, “We will go with you.”

 

Again Naomi begged them to go back to their own homes saying “I am old and have no hope of getting married.  Even if I did have sons again would you wait that long for them to grow up?”

 

Orpah kissed Naomi and left but Ruth clung to her. Naomi asked Ruth to go but Ruth replied, “Please do not ask me to leave! Wherever you go, I will follow, and where you stay, I will stay, and your people will be my people, and your God will be my God.” And she added, “Where you die, I will die, and that is where I will be buried. May God let us be together until we both die.”

 

When Naomi realized that Ruth would not change her mind, she accepted, and they both traveled to Bethlehem together. They arrived at the beginning of the barley harvest and they stayed just outside the city near the home of a man named Boaz.

 

Now Ruth told Naomi that she wanted to go out to the fields and gather the extra grain that was left behind. So each day, Ruth went out to the fields of Boaz. Now Boaz was a kind man, and he told his reapers when he saw Ruth gathering, “When you reap the good grain, let some of it fall to the ground for the poor to gather.” He also asked of them, “Who is this woman? Does she have a husband?”

 

The reapers answered, “She is a Moabite woman who came back with Naomi.”

 

So Moab told Ruth, “Don’t go to another field but stay close to my women.  When you are thirsty, get your water from the jugs that my men have drawn.”

 

Ruth fell on her face and said, “Why are you so kind to me, I am but a foreigner.”

 

He answered, “I have heard what kindness you have shown towards your mother-in-law since your husband died, and how you stayed with her instead of going back to your home. Therefore may the Lord bless you and give you a great reward.”

 

She thanked him for his kindness to her. At the mealtime Boaz invited her to join him in the meal and she ate until she was full.  Afterwards she returned to the fields to gather more grain. But Boaz told his reapers to let her gather and to also pull out extra bundles of grain for her to gather.

 

She continued to gather until the evening and then beat out what she had gathered.  She had gathered about a bushel of barley from the fields.  She gathered it together and took it back to Naomi along with the food she had left over from the meal.  Naomi asked her where she had gathered that day.

 

Ruth answered, “In the fields of Boaz.”

 

Naomi praised God saying, “Blessed is the Lord who has not left us!” Then she explained to Ruth that Boaz was a close relative of hers.

 

Ruth continued telling Naomi, “He also said to me, ‘You shall keep close by my young men until they have finished all my harvest.'” Naomi told Ruth, “It is good, my daughter that you go out with his young women, for in another field might be attacked.”

 

So Ruth kept close to the young women of Boaz, gathering until the end of the barley and wheat harvests.  Ruth continued living with Naomi. Eventually Ruth married Boaz and she became the great-grandmother of King David.”

 

 

Miss Rosie found this story in the book of Ruth

Freddie Wren’s Bird’s Nest Eggs

20161126_213554Ingredients:
Non Stick Cooking Spray
Eggs
Bread (Sliced)

Directions:
Preheat oven to 325
Spray custard cups with Non Stick Cooking spray
Place a slice of bread in each custard cup, pressing down in the middle.
Crack one egg in the middle of each slice of bread.
Cover the custard cups with tin foil and place in the oven for 17 – 20 minutes.
Remove from the oven, place on a plate and enjoy.

Major Sullivan Ballou

A week before the battle of Bull Run, Major Sullivan Ballou wrote a letter to his wife Sarah.  During the battle of Bull Run he was hit by a cannonball that tore off part of his right leg and killed his horse.  He died from his wound a week later. This is Major Ballou’s letter:

July the 14th, 1861

Washington D.C.

My very dear Sarah:

The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.

Our movement may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure—and it may be one of severe conflict and death to me. Not my will, but thine O God, be done. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the Government, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing—perfectly willing—to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt.

But, my dear wife, when I know that with my own joys I lay down nearly all of yours, and replace them in this life with cares and sorrows—when, after having eaten for long years the bitter fruit of orphanage myself, I must offer it as their only sustenance to my dear little children—is it weak or dishonorable, while the banner of my purpose floats calmly and proudly in the breeze, that my unbounded love for you, my darling wife and children, should struggle in fierce, though useless, contest with my love of country.

Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on with all these chains to the battlefield.

The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when God willing, we might still have lived and loved together and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me—perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar—that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name.

Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with all the misfortune of this world, to shield you and my children from harm. But I cannot. I must watch you from the spirit land and hover near you, while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more.

But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the brightest day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours—always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.

Sarah, do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again.

As for my little boys, they will grow as I have done, and never know a father’s love and care. Little Willie is too young to remember me long, and my blue-eyed Edgar will keep my frolics with him among the dimmest memories of his childhood. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care and your development of their characters. Tell my two mothers his and hers I call God’s blessing upon them. O Sarah, I wait for you there! Come to me, and lead thither my children.

Sullivan