By Deana (PBSDeana) – PaperBackSwap Team
Dear PaperBackSwap members,
For those who donated to our 2011 Books for Soldiers Campaign, this little story is for you.
The next wave of your donated books is currently being shipped out to United Through Reading destinations all over the world. We thought you might enjoy seeing things from your book’s perspective…
This is the tale of a book. A book for children, with shiny pictures and warm words that make the story come to life. Wouldn’t it be great to be a children’s book that could go on the high seas or across the sea to the desert to join a deployed parent? I am proud to be that book, a United Through Reading Book, one that was donated by a member of PaperBackSwap.com to make this amazing journey.
I started in the author’s mind, a small idea growing to a full- fledged story. I was published and bound in colorful bindings and then waited patiently for my destination to call me….
At the same time, a military command was preparing for deployment. All the service members were anxiously preparing themselves and their families for their departure. Those with children were thinking about ways they could stay connected to them while they are gone. They knew security often prohibits the use of social media and Skype, which are great ways to connect. Email can be sporadic and letters can take such a long time to reach their home. The service members were thrilled when they heard about the United Through Reading program. They could take a video camera into the theater with DVDs to record themselves reading bedtime stories, and then send the DVDs home to their families.
I was excited as I waited with all my other book friends inside the cardboard box in the warehouse, as I had never really traveled far before. I wondered where I might end up. I knew I could be sent from the warehouse directly to a command overseas or even stay on the seas on a huge ship! After what seemed a very long time, at last our box was chosen to go! I had a very long and bumpy ride on a truck, then had to take a bus, and then a plane (from which I dropped!) right on to the deck of a ship in the middle of the ocean . Finally, I was about to be in the hands of the active duty military person who wanted to read a bedtime story to their son or daughter. My destiny was close!
My box traveled all the way across the world to Iraq and I arrived at my command in the sand. I was so hot as I sat on the shelf in a tent, waiting for my first reading. I could hear tanks rumbling by outside, and the voices of Soldiers talking, too. Once I heard someone whistling as they walked by. I patiently waited for three days on that shelf…hoping, wishing a Soldier would come and choose me.
Then, all the sudden I saw him coming toward me, all dressed in uniform, and I knew he was the one. He took his time and looked at several books, but I hoped and hoped he was going to pick me…and he did! I saw the smile when he opened my crisp, new pages and started to record himself while imagining the delight on his daughter’s face when she heard this story and saw him on DVD. I was so ready and excited to tell my story.
My best buddy in the book box was put in the backpack of a Marine who took United Through Reading Mobile into dangerous territory. Another buddy stayed on the ship for the sailors.In all of these places, we saw the great patriotism and sacrifice these Soldiers make for their families and yours every day. It is an honor to be their book. Thanks to PaperBackSwap members and United Through Reading we made a difference!
Ruling planet: Sol
Element: Fire
Symbol: looks like Marlo Thomas to me
Birthstone: Peridot
Of all the Zodiacal signs, Leo is the one people most often think they can identify. The Lion as a symbol of power, control and fearlessness is so common across global societies that people often unconsciously affix those traits onto Leos without any prior consideration. Famous Leos like Amelia Earhart, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Hulk Hogan and Connie Chung would seem to offer support for the Leo-as-power interpretation of this hairy sign. But lions, real and symbolic, have other traits which must be accounted for and assigned where not, perhaps, immediately apparent.
A few examples:
(1) Lions are inactive for up to 20 hours per day — applying this trait as a filter, the lives of such notables as Percy Bysshe Shelley, Jerry Garcia and Mata Hari make more sense (ok maybe Mata Hari wasn’t technically “inactive” but she was certainly lying down).
(2) Full-grown lions weigh an average of 450lbs and may eat up to 75lbs of food at a single sitting. That’s right, Dom DeLuise, I’m looking at you.
(3) Males, despite their superior physical stature, rely on females for their food. Yves St. Laurent? John Derek? Claus von Bulow? Bill Clinton? ‘Nuff said.
(4) Lions in heat will couple up to 40 times per day. *sigh* OK, here we go: Mick Jagger, Magic Johnson (indeed!), Wilt Chamberlain, Herbert Hoover…
(5) Females raise their tails to send a “follow me” signal. I almost don’t want to go there, but — oh look, isn’t that Shelley Winters by — uh, making off with — the canapes? Where is she… is that DeLuise behind the…
(6) Males mark their territory to “stake their claim” to certain lands. Does the name Neil Armstrong ring a bell? TE Lawrence? Napoleon? Mussolini?
So treat Leos with the respectful reserve their intense gifts deserve, but also the circumspection their more hidden aspects require. Leos make excellent friends and life partners (and also great, really just flat-out terrific jewel thieves) but may not be the best diplomats, hostage negotiators, or mothers-in-law. They are sexy, dominant lovers, but you’d best have your own health insurance. And toothbrush. And bring extra napkins, or wipey things. Towelettes, that’s the name.
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This month’s forecast:
It sounds insane, but I predict that “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II” will dominate at the box office.
John Boehner will look as if his tie is too tight even though it’s really a clip-on.
Don’t order the pate on the 12th, they ran out, it’s Fancy Feast.
Leo the Late Bloomer by Robert Kraus
Welcome To Leo’s by Rochelle Alers, Donna Hill, Brenda Jackson, Francis Ray
The Bum’s Rush: A Leo Waterman Mystery by G.M. Ford
Lair of the Lion by Christine Feehan
The Lion’s Game by Nelson DeMille
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C. S. Lewis
Sherlock Holmes: The Adventure of the Lion’s Mane by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Bob Marley: Conquering Lion of Reggae by Stephen Davis
I have always been what we classify as “a Reader”. Surely, there was a time before which I had not yet gained the ability as such, and, of that time, I do have a number of memories. Once that most essential of skills was acquired, however, there was never again a time in which a passion for
reading did not exist in my life. Even learning to read itself was something to which I took with an inordinate amount of dedication; I learned by way of a series of phonics tapes, and distinctly remember, upon completion of one cassette, begging for the next lesson.
I remember the joy of joining what could properly be considered my first “book club”, receiving a steady supply of “I Can Read” books, beginning with the first in that series, Danny and the Dinosaur. I remember coming home from kindergarten with my primer, running with it clutched to my chest, into my room, and reading it from cover to cover by the end of that very first day. I remember my first sparsely illustrated chapter book, Albert in Wonderland, read over the course of several evenings in the time before bed.
Looking back on those days in such clear retrospection, it amuses me to observe the one thing missing from those memories: a realization that my love for reading was anything even remotely out of the ordinary. Our school certainly made the practice seem normal enough, first through the Book It! reward program, then followed by Accelerated Reader’s points-based system, each requiring that we read a number of books each month. Naturally, it seemed to me that reading was simply the way one was meant to use one’s free time. It wasn’t until around the age of ten, by which time I had begun reading books like The Three Musketeers, that others took note of what was apparently an odder sort of habit than I had thought.
Even while I continued to earn puzzled glances throughout the remainder of grade school and junior high, it wasn’t until high school that I truly saw how uniquely integral reading had become for me. By that time it had become somewhat impressive to a select few, who themselves knew an intense love for reading. We would exchange titles or volumes which we had found particularly entertaining or educational, sharing ever-broadening horizons with each other. When moving from one classroom to the next, I may have absentmindedly left the occasional textbook behind, but rarely –if ever- did I fail to bring along whichever extra-curricular volume I happened to be reading at the time. I even had a deplorable tendency to eschew the required reading of my English classes for the sake of continuing my own literary selections. This behavior troubled my teachers, and certainly had a deleterious effect on my grades, but I never managed to regret such decisions.
Yet, for all of this, I never knew the bibliophilic existence until years later, well beyond the realm of class and hall. Though I continued to read with a voracious appetite all the while, I had scarcely three dozen books to my name during the years that followed my formal education. My love for reading, and indeed for books in general, was not fully realized until one fateful day, little more than 4 years ago, on which a friend inadvertently revolutionized my world by asking a rather simple question: “Have you heard about this PaperBackSwap thing?”…
As I now sit, surrounded by more books than I can reasonably count, having fatted my mind and spirit on the finest of literature, at times I find myself pausing and simply marveling, not only at the profound pleasure and fulfillment derived from this life-long obsession, but at the sheer logistics of having crafted a life that so revolves around books and their ocular consumption. There are moments in which I can but stand and stare, virtually aghast at the size and quality of the library I now possess. That there should be a day dedicated to Book Lovers is almost preposterous in my mind, as indeed every day in my world, as well as the world of the PaperBackSwap, is a day so dedicated. And yet I am thankful for the excuse to expound upon my experiences thus far, to share briefly in the spirit of that which has shaped not only my life, but the lives of each and every member here.
Whether we read casually or obsessively, for education or pleasure, collecting our books or setting them loose upon the world once the last page has been committed to mind, we are all, undoubtedly, book lovers. It is in light of this kinship that I find myself so often smiling – when my attention is not focused otherwise on the book of the moment, that is. I wish all of you a most splendid Book Lovers’ Day, and, as ever, the very happiest of swapping.
Some books about the love of books
“In a perfect world, everyone would have a glass of Champagne every evening.”
–Willie Gluckstern from the book The Wine Avenger–
August 4th is National Champagne Day??? Is this the greatest day or what?? Some insist Dec 31 is NCD (well duh, New Year’s Eve), while in 2010 there was a movement to make October 28th the day of bubbly. But after intense research (okay, 5 minutes cruising the Internet), I decided to go with the majority and so now August 4th it is.
What can I say about Champagne, except it’s the greatest thing EVER! It’s truly one of the reasons I get out of bed each day. There’s a chance I might get to have a glass of this fabulous drink and I don’t want to miss it. Some people need a good reason to drink champagne as it’s thought to be more of a celebration drink, but National Champagne Day is a holiday in itself which gives everyone an excuse to imbibe in the bubbly!
Just think of it, we could have a glass of Champagne at every meal. Breakfast, second breakfast, brunch, lunch, afternoon tea, high tea, dinner and evening snacks. We could even do a Champagne picnic and shoot corks at each other!
Actual Champagne is produced exclusively in the Champagne region of France, but let’s not get picky. If it’s a sparkling wine you have, then go for it. Champagne is ready to be drunk when purchased. It is at its peak and will not improve with further aging, so don’t save it for a special occasion.
Champagne was created by accident and was called “the devil’s wine” as bottles exploded or the corks jolted away, creating quite a stir and quite a scare and probably quite a mess. Personally, I like to think of it as “Life Sustaining Liquid” or “It keeps me from becoming a serial killer” juice, depending upon what kind of day I had. The dryer the better for me (extra Brut), but there are heathens out there who actually prefer sweet Champagne. To each his own.
However, all should agree that champagne should be served cold in tall, narrow Champagne flutes. And even though spraying Champagne might be considered a fun sport in some societies, I prefer not a waste a single drop of this precious liquid.
Let’s not forget the health benefits of Champagne. Studies have shown that moderate consumptions of Champagne may help the brain cope with the trauma of stroke, Alzheimer’s, and Parkinson’s disease. The research noted that the high amount of the antioxidant polyphenols in sparkling wine can help prevent deterioration of brain cells due to oxidative stress. If this is true, my brain cells are in tip-top shape!
No one drinks Champagne because they are thirsty; there is usually always a special occasion to uncork that bottle. We drink Champagne for its special aura, it’s taste, the bubbles that tickle our noses and burst in our mouth, and, of course, to celebrate. But, please, remember life is too short to wait for a special occasion to indulge yourself with this mythical, sparkling wine.
A few examples of books listed on PBS
The story of the visionary young widow who built a champagne empire, showed the world how to live with style, and emerged a legend Veuve Clicquot champagne epitomizes glamour, style, and luxury.
An instant guide to the world of champagne and how to enjoy it, with cocktailswith dinner, with recipes, and with quotes. Lots of sparkling information th at will help you save and serve.
April Liesgang and Caleb Shannon have known each other for just three short months, so their Valentine’s Day wedding at a chapel near the shores of Lake Michigan has both families in an uproar.
Faith Usher had a decidedly morbid personality. She talked about taking her life and kept cyanide in her purse. So when she collapses and dies from a lethal champagne cocktail in the middle of a high society dinner party, everyone calls it suicide, including the police. But Archie was watching it all and suspects it was murder.
BUBBLES GALORE! — Underneath her bubbly, carefree facade there was more – much more – to the champagne girl.
The reader is thus drawn into these tales examining the way technology complicates human relationships.
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by James L. (JimiJam)
The cosmos is filled with awe-inspiring spectacles on the most massive of scales: supernovas and nebulae, galactic collisions, radiant stars that easily dwarf our own, faraway planets only recently brought within reach of the astronomer’s sight. For most of us, the opportunities to see such
wonders for ourselves are of course pitiably few; those of us who live in and around cities are accustomed not to a night sky full of fascinating displays unfold in slow motion, but rather the moon and only the brightest of stars, and glimpses of a few of our neighboring planets within the solar system. So consistent are these extraterrestrial entities that we all too easily take them for granted. Aside from the occasional lunar or solar eclipse, dazzling celestial events are, sadly, the exception, rather than the rule. And yet, the universe has seen fit to grant us regularly scheduled viewings of one of the closest, most simple, and yet not so easily dismissed phenomena: Meteors.
Approximately 1,000 tons of dust and rock enter the Earth’s atmosphere on a daily basis. Particles no larger than a grain of sand comprise the majority of meteors as these specks skip across the outer reaches of the atmosphere. While those who live well away from the bright nighttime
lights of the city may occasionally catch sight of shooting stars throughout the year, there are certain times of year in which the number and size of meteors increase to such an extent that even the city dweller stands a chance of observing a fleeting glimpse of a meteor’s path across the gaseous dome of the Earth. As the Earth makes its way around the Sun, like clockwork its orbital path leads it through the lingering debris of comets, sometimes decades after their most recent passage, encountering these dust trails at the same point each year. Several such phases, commonly known as meteor showers, pass with little notice; their source comets having been either too small to leave a significant supply of meteoroids, or having passed so long ago that far less material remains to noticeably increase the average nightly number of meteors. However, there are a few meteor showers still productive enough to be worthy of note. Of these, one of the best examples is the Perseid meteor shower, which takes place between the middle of July and the middle of August, peaking this year on the 13th of August.
The Perseids, so named because the meteors are seen from Earth as radiating from the constellation of Perseus in the northeastern sky, are the result of the comet Swift-Tuttle, a massive object nearly 17 miles wide and traveling at an astonishing 134,000 miles per hour. Swift-Tuttle last traveled past the Earth in 1992. In recent years, the occurrence of meteors produced by the Perseid shower has been as frequent as an average of over 170 observable meteors per hour. Sadly, this year’s shower is not predicted to present quite so grand a display. The expected average at its peak is only to be 100 meteors per hour. Confounding the skygazer’s view even further is the unfortunate coincidence of a full Moon occurring very near to the day on which the Perseid shower will peak. For those willing to play the waiting game the evenings of the 12th or 13th, the Moon should set with enough pre-dawn darkness remaining to allow for a higher chance of seeing a few of those spectacular fireballs streaking across the sky.
While the peak day of Perseid activity may seem like a disappointment waiting to happen, all is not lost. A new Moon on the 31st of July allows for a window of opportunity to see not only the pre-peak days of the Perseids, but the remaining days of the Delta Aquarid meteor shower as well. So, if you happen to find yourselves out in the evening during the next few weeks, take a moment to gaze skyward. You might just get a chance to see what the universe can do with something as small and seemingly insignificant as a grain of sand, as it sets the sky alight for the briefest of moments, glancing across the ceiling of the world.
Comets Meteors and Asteroids by Seymour Simon
Stardust by Neil Gaiman
Meteor by Edmund H. North, Franklin Coen, Stanley Mann
Cosmic Phenomena: Comets, Meteor Showers, Eclipses by Gabriele Vanin
Comets and Meteor Showers by Paul P. Sipiera
We All Scream For Ice Cream!!!
James L. ( JimiJam)
Summer is a season lived in defiance of the sun. The air conditioner gets its daily workout, cold beverages become mandatory, and places in the shade become the most valuable real estate. Whether you’re on vacation or staycation, in the pool or at the beach, nothing says summertime like a frosty scoop of ice cream!
Be it hard or soft serve, cousins sherbet and sorbet, or neighbors ice and gelato, there’s no denying the value of a cold confectionary treat on a scorching summer’s day. We love our ice cream on cones of all sorts and sizes, in bowls loaded with toppings, of flavors as many and varied as can be.
For those who enjoy each of the 31 flavors, and those who partake of only a few, July is National Ice Cream Month, and the 17th is National Ice Cream day! As if you needed a reason to run out for a pint, here’s your chance to celebrate without shame!
Here are some interesting ice cream statistics to consider over your next cone:
More than 90% of American households purchase ice cream!
Over the course of a year, the average American consumes over 23 quarts. That’s almost 150 scoops each!
More ice cream is eaten on Sunday than any other day of the week. Sundae Sunday!
In 2009, more than 1.5 BILLION gallons of ice cream were produced nationally!
The 5 most popular flavors, starting with the favorite, are Vanilla, Chocolate, Strawberry, Chocolate Chip, and Butter Pecan
The first ice cream parlors in America opened in New York city back in the 1770s
The oldest ice cream company still in operation is Bassett’s, which was founded in Salem, NH back in 1861
The Guinness World Record for the largest ice cream cake belongs to Dairy Queen, whose winning entry weighed in at staggering 22,333 lbs!
The official consumption record for an individual belongs to Patrick Bertoletti, who managed to eat 1.75 gallons of Brooklyn Vanilla in only 8 minutes!
From the city that brought Good Humor into the world, let me be the first to wish you all a happy Ice Cream Day. May your sundaes be cherried, your cones slow to drizzle, and may your hot summer days be both frosty and sweet!
The Joy of Ice Cream by Matthew Klien
We All Scream for Ice Cream by Lee Wardlaw
The Ice Cream Maker by Subir Chowdhury
Ice Cream for Breakfast by Leslie Levine
The Ice Cream Diet by Holly McCord
Sundae My Prince Will Come by Catherine Clark
Rocky Road Trip by Catherine Clark
Banana Splitsville by Catherine Clark