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Saving the Manatees is a story, coloring, and activity book for children ages 7 to 12.
Readers learn about Manatees, one of the oldest giants in the ocean.
A site word and cursive writing activity sheets are included.
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Imitation of Life by Meredith Coleman McGee, Odyssey 2nd edition
Imitation of Life by Meredith Coleman McGee, Odyssey 2nd edition
Black boy, black boy, don’t you see, the world is waiting for you to be who you’ll be.
The hurdles ahead are many, but success is hard to find. Hurry, hurry to the bar the first 50 will get in free.
Your future girl may be there or maybe a one-night stand.
The package lurks near, on the wall, hot potatoes.
O dear, O dear!
The line outside is long, so the show will be prolonged. Keep your eyes open, don’t dare doze for long because your enemy is everywhere.
Bad spirits and confusion can turn friends into foes, because good dialogue is hard to maintain.
It must be one way or the other because compromise is always at stake.
Keep a clear head often, calm will see you through, but erratic behavior can destroy you.
Your little brother is watching and waiting to grow fast. He wants to be just like you because you’re the man he sees.
He loves his mother dearly, but she abandoned him too soon.
She left last Sunday after dinner and returned to retrieve her things.
His eyes rained tears for hours, and nothing has mattered since.
He yearns badly for his mother, but she is lost to boot. Toot, toot around she has been, but worries she has none because fun is sitting at the door when her eyes meet the sun.
The boy grew up too bitter to see the glitter glow, while little brother portrays the imitation he knows.
My Brother J-Boy by Hazel Janell Meredith
B.F. Lidell Elementary was shut down due to lack of funding
Dear Meredith C —
B.F. Lidell Elementary was shut down due to lack of funding yesterday. About 105 students and 32 staffers, a majority of them people of color, had to say goodbye to their beloved public school because our current leaders have failed them.
Students cried as they gave their final hugs to the teachers with whom they had built unforgettable relationships, and educators were left with a foggy picture of what is to come for them and their family’s futures.
I was there to lead the final “I am special” speech, and I felt anger in my stomach at the injustice of what I was witnessing. Children in underserved communities always get the short end of the stick here in Mississippi. Most of them don’t even get a chance at a proper education because tax breaks go to corporations and the top one percent instead of the people we are supposed to serve. It’s clear that our current representatives care more about paybacks for their lobbyists and corporate donors. And I’ve had it.
We need a leader in the Senate who will fight like hell for every child in this state, not just wealthy white kids who already have a leg up. We need someone who will do whatever it takes to bring more funding to help our rural schools, and I’m prepared to do exactly that.
DAVID BARIO
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“The unwatered plant” by Poet Meredith Coleman McGee
The unwatered plant
He slapped a frown on her crown.
The plant was not watered and it withered and died.
She forgave over and over again.
Her chin became attached to the palm of her right hand.
The season changed; it rained and it rained and the plant fell from its frame.
He pushed her here, hither, and there.
She left her faith sitting in the chair.
The reason for the season blew away like the mist at night in the dark alone in the park.
She stood tall, she held on tight, and fought her feeling through the night.
The owl peeped through the tree making his presence known.
That morning she pondered, worried, fretted, and cried.
The chicken jumped over the fence.
Dinner was served without meat.
He shined his shoes, told her he was sorry for the 12th time, and headed east.
By noon, confusion had taken a toll on her soul.
She snapped the string beans in 100 pieces.
The sun jumped over the moon, but the message arrived that afternoon.
She threatened to harm herself.
Her sister told her, “Go ahead.”
Words sis would one day dread.
She cried for help; they went to her side.
She cried for help; they went to her side.
She cried for help; they screamed wolf.
She cried for help; they yelled wolf.
She gave up the ghost.
They dressed in black, and rode in that pretty Cadillac.
She is no more.
They all cried at her graveside.
By Poet Meredith Coleman McGee, Author, Odyssey 2nd edition https://www.amazon.com/Odyssey-Meredith-Coleman-McGee/dp/099932263X
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