One of the stories our children loved to hear was The Little Red Hen. They delighted in seeing the pictures of the dog and cat who refused to help mother hen make the bread. They loved to see how the little chicks learned from their mother to plant the wheat, harvest it and grind it into flour. They made a mess as they helped their patient mother mix the bread, shape it into loaves and bake it. All the while the dog and cat lazily watched and waited for the bread to come out of the oven. Children have a great sense of fairness and loved the outcome of the story when the mother hen said, "Now, who will help me eat the bread?" They giggled with delight when the chicks were rewarded for their help and were invited to feast at the table. Now....for my Eleven Little Chicks, I write this blog to share what we have learned about "reaping what we sow", baking the bread and eating it together.
Mark Twain:
There are some books that refuse to be written. They stand their ground year after year and will not be persuaded. It isn't because the book is not there and worth being written -- it is only because the right form of the story does not present itself.
Now....for my Eleven Little Chicks, I write this blog to share what we have learned about "reaping what we sow", baking the bread and eating it together.
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