I use this book with a Preschool Curriculum I have prepared. It holds the children's attention and gives me drawings of different kinds of fish that live in the Ocean.
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ISBN 10: 0893756539 ISBN 13: 9780893756536. Publisher: Troll Communications, 1996.
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Janet Palazzo-Craig has written . Our Friend the Sun (Now I Know)' - subject(s): Juvenile literature. What's under the ocean' - subject(s): Marine biology, Juvenile literature, Ocean. Manerous Jeather Big Book'.
Janet Palazzo-Craig has written: 'I can read about manatees' - subject(s): Manatees. Max and Maggie in autumn' - subject(s): Autumn, Fiction, Friendship, Mice, Juvenile fiction. Windy day' - subject(s): Fiction, Winds, Mice. Bobo's magic wishes'. I can read about wolves' - subject(s): Wolves, Juvenile literature. I Can Read About Manatees'.
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What's under the ocean. by Janet Palazzo-Craig. Published 1982 by Troll in Mahwah, . Brief text and pictures introduce some animals and plants that live in the ocean.
They taught me most of what I knew about what people did, about how to behave. They were my teachers and my advisors. In books, boys climbed trees, so I climbed trees, sometimes very high, always scared of falling
They taught me most of what I knew about what people did, about how to behave. In books, boys climbed trees, so I climbed trees, sometimes very high, always scared of falling. In books, people climbed up and down drainpipes to get in and out of houses, so I climbed up and down drainpipes too. They were the heavy iron drainpipes of old, clamped to the brick, not today’s lightweight plastic affairs. I had never climbed down a drainpipe in the dark, or in the rain, but I knew where the footholds were.
I mean, what’s the point of venturing out into the big beautiful world if you can’t lug some of it back home with you? Granted, when we go to the mountains I return with unusual rocks, beaver-sculpted sticks, and maybe a discarded antler or two. They’re all fantastic treasures to display around. They’re all fantastic treasures to display around the house, but so are bird feeders that look like lighthouses, wind chimes that sound like offshore buoys, and lobster trap coffee tables.