All my life the kitchen table has been less of a place to eat and more of a place to dump stuff. It was always clutters with mail, books, keys, random trinkets collected throughout the day. These things would be shoved to the middle for dinnertime. The kitchen table was a holding area for all of life’s little things. I live alone now for the first time ever. Currently my kitchen table is...
Let me state strongly that our elementary school teachers and the children they...– Jospeh Bruchac in the foreword to Native Americans in Children’s Literature by Jon C. Scott