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The Principles of Teaching represents what I have learned about the
art of teaching over the course of my thirty year career. The
principles I include in the book are meant to be both a practical
guide and an inspiration to teachers who are just entering the
profession. I also believe teachers at any stage of their career
may find this book useful.
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Benita;prey for Him (Paperback)
Virginia Tranel; Edited by Library 1stworld Library, 1stworld Library
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R603
Discovery Miles 6 030
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BENITA: prey for him is the true story of bright, vivacious Benita
Kane and the Catholic priest who lured her from childhood into a
disastrous, twenty-year entanglement that changed the course of her
life. What happened to this fatherless girl in the hierarchical,
patriarchal world of Dubuque, Iowa during the 40's, 50's and 60's
is not simply one more tale of clerical sexual abuse, but rather an
astounding, maddening, compelling account of what it was like to
grow up in a family, community and culture so dominated by the
Catholic church that no one could recognize the ominous events
developing around them. As Benita's friend and classmate from
second-grade through college, Virginia Tranel writes from the
unique stance of both participant and observer.
He awoke in the dark. His awakening was simple, easy, without
movement save for the eyes that opened and made him aware of
darkness. Unlike most, who must feel and grope and listen to, and
contact with, the world about them, he knew himself on the moment
of awakening, instantly identifying himself in time and place and
personality. After the lapsed hours of sleep he took up, without
effort, the interrupted tale of his days. He knew himself to be
Dick Forrest, the master of broad acres, who had fallen asleep
hours before after drowsily putting a match between the pages of
"Road Town" and pressing off the electric reading lamp. Near at
hand there was the ripple and gurgle of some sleepy fountain. From
far off, so faint and far that only a keen ear could catch, he
heard a sound that made him smile with pleasure. He knew it for the
distant, throaty bawl of King Polo-King Polo, his champion Short
Horn bull, thrice Grand Champion also of all bulls at Sacramento at
the California State Fairs. The smile was slow in easing from Dick
Forrest's face, for he dwelt a moment on the new triumphs he had
destined that year for King Polo on the Eastern livestock circuits.
Lord Loudwater was paying attention neither to his breakfast nor to
the cat Melchisidec. Absorbed in a leader in The Times newspaper,
now and again he tugged at his red-brown beard in order to quicken
his comprehension of the weighty phrases of the leader-writer; now
and again he made noises, chiefly with his nose, expressive of
disgust. Lady Loudwater paid no attention to these noises. She did
not even raise her eyes to her husband's face. She ate her
breakfast with a thoughtful air, her brow puckered by a faint
frown. She also paid no attention to her favourite, Melchisidec.
Melchisidec, unduly excited by the smell of grilled sole, came to
Lord Loudwater, rose on his hind legs, laid his paws on his
trousers, and stuck some claws into his thigh. It was no more than
gentle, arresting pricks; but the tender nobleman sprang from his
chair with a short howl, kicked with futile violence a portion of
the empty air which Melchisidec had just vacated, staggered, and
nearly fell.
My life is a lovely story, happy and full of incident. If, when I
was a boy, and went forth into the world poor and friendless, a
good fairy had met me and said, "Choose now thy own course through
life, and the object for which thou wilt strive, and then,
according to the development of thy mind, and as reason requires, I
will guide and defend thee to its attainment," my fate could not,
even then, have been directed more happily, more prudently, or
better. The history of my life will say to the world what it says
to me-There is a loving God, who directs all things for the best.
My native land, Denmark, is a poetical land, full of popular
traditions, old songs, and an eventful history, which has become
bound up with that of Sweden and Norway. The Danish islands are
possessed of beautiful beech woods, and corn and clover fields:
they resemble gardens on a great scale. Upon one of these green
islands, Funen, stands Odense, the place of my birth. Odense is
called after the pagan god Odin, who, as tradition states, lived
here: this place is the capital of the province, and lies
twenty-two Danish miles from Copenhagen.
For two years it had been notorious in the square that Sam'l Dickie
was thinking of courting T'nowhead's Bell, and that if Little
Sanders Elshioner (which is the Thrums pronunciation of Alexander
Alexander) went in for her, he might prove a formidable riv
In truth the mastery of flying was the work of thousands of
men-this man a suggestion and that an experiment, until at last
only one vigorous intellectual effort was needed to finish the
work. But the inexorable injustice of the popular mind has decided
t
The soft summer wind stirs the redwoods, and Wild-Water ripples
sweet cadences over its mossy stones. There are butterflies in the
sunshine, and from everywhere arises the drowsy hum of bees. It is
so quiet and peaceful, and I sit here, and ponder, and am restless.
It is the quiet that makes me restless. It seems unreal. All the
world is quiet, but it is the quiet before the storm. I strain my
ears, and all my senses, for some betrayal of that impending storm.
Oh, that it may not be premature That it may not be premature * *
The Second Revolt was largely the work of Ernest Everhard, though
he cooperated, of course, with the European leaders. The capture
and secret execution of Everhard was the great event of the spring
of 1932 A.D. Yet so thoroughly had he prepared for the revolt, that
his fellow-conspirators were able, with little confusion or delay,
to carry out his plans. It was after Everhard's execution that his
wife went to Wake Robin Lodge, a small bungalow in the Sonoma Hills
of California.
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The Sea Wolf (Hardcover)
Jack London; Edited by 1stworld Library
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R909
Discovery Miles 9 090
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I scarcely know where to begin, though I sometimes facetiously
place the cause of it all to Charley Furuseth's credit. He kept a
summer cottage in Mill Valley, under the shadow of Mount Tamalpais,
and never occupied it except when he loafed through the winter
mouths and read Nietzsche and Schopen-hauer to rest his brain. When
summer came on, he elected to sweat out a hot and dusty existence
in the city and to toil incessantly. Had it not been my custom to
run up to see him every Saturday afternoon and to stop over till
Monday morning, this particular January Monday morning would not
have found me afloat on San Francisco Bay. Not but that I was
afloat in a safe craft, for the Martinez was a new ferry-steamer,
making her fourth or fifth trip on the run between Sausalito and
San Francisco.
What's the news, Uncle? asked Miss Patricia Doyle, as she entered
the cosy breakfast room of a suite of apartments in Willing Square.
Even as she spoke she pecked a little kiss on the forehead of the
chubby man addressed as "Uncle" - none other, if you please, than
the famous and eccentric multi-millionaire known in Wall Street as
John Merrick - and sat down to pour the coffee. There was energy in
her method of doing this simple duty, an indication of suppressed
vitality that conveyed the idea that here was a girl accustomed to
action. And she fitted well into the homely scene: short and
somewhat "squatty" of form, red-haired, freckle-faced and
pug-nosed. Wholesome rather than beautiful was Patsy Doyle, but if
you caught a glimpse of her dancing blue eyes you straightway
forgot her lesser charms.
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Glinda of Oz (Hardcover)
L. Frank Baum; Edited by 1stworld Library
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R749
Discovery Miles 7 490
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Ships in 10 - 15 working days
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Glinda, the good Sorceress of Oz, sat in the grand court of her
palace, surrounded by her maids of honor - a hundred of the most
beautiful girls of the Fairyland of Oz. The palace court was built
of rare marbles, exquisitely polished. Fountains tinkled musically
here and there; the vast colonnade, open to the south, allowed the
maidens, as they raised their heads from their embroideries, to
gaze upon a vista of rose-hued fields and groves of trees bearing
fruits or laden with sweet-scented flowers. At times one of the
girls would start a song, the others joining in the chorus, or one
would rise and dance, gracefully swaying to the music of a harp
played by a companion. And then Glinda smiled, glad to see her
maids mixing play with work.
SHALLOW. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star Chamber
matter of it; if he were twenty Sir John Falstaffs, he shall not
abuse Robert Shallow, esquire. SLENDER. In the county of
Gloucester, Justice of Peace, and Coram. SHALLOW. Ay, cousin
Slender, and Custalorum. SLENDER. Ay, and Ratolorum too; and a
gentleman born, Master Parson, who writes himself 'Armigero' in any
bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation-'Armigero.' SHALLOW. Ay,
that I do; and have done any time these three hundred years.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - "As long as I can't be at home,"
said Harry Fleming, "I'd rather be here than anywhere in the world
I can think of !" "Rather!" said his companion, Dick Mercer. "I
say, Harry, it must be funny to be an American!" Harry laughed
heartily. "I'd be angry, Dick," he said, finally, "if that wasn't
so English - and so funny! Still, I suppose that's one reason you
Britishers are as big an empire as you are. You think it's sort of
funny and a bit of a misfortune, don't you, to be anything but
English ?"
Entering the Word Temple is Diane Frank's fifth collection of
poems. Tomas Transtromer once said that poems are meeting places
for souls. Diane Frank can enter, at will, that region where
visions reveal themselves like snapshots. She transcribes these as
jewel-like images on the page, through a vocabulary steeped in the
natural world and the insistent predilections of the human heart.
This is a journey made with luminous eyes. Author bio: Diane Frank
is an award winning poet. Her friends describe her as a harem of
seven women in one very small body. She has mentored hundreds of
writers at San Francisco State University, City College of San
Francisco, The University of Vermont, and the Professional Writing
Program at MIU in Fairfield, Iowa. Currently, she lives in San
Francisco, California - where she dances, plays cello, teaches
writing workshops, and creates her life as an art form. She is also
a documentary scriptwriter with expertise in Eastern and sacred
art. Blackberries in the Dream House, her first novel, was
nominated for the Pulitzer Prize.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - As I sit down to write here amidst
the shadows of vine-leaves under the blue sky of southern Italy, it
comes to me with a certain quality of astonishment that my
participation in these amazing adventures of Mr. Cavor was, after
all, the outcome of the purest accident. It might have been any
one. I fell into these things at a time when I thought myself
removed from the slightest possibility of disturbing experiences. I
had gone to Lympne because I had imagined it the most uneventful
place in the world. "Here, at any rate," said I, "I shall find
peace and a chance to work " And this book is the sequel. So
utterly at variance is destiny with all the little plans of men. I
may perhaps mention here that very recently I had come an ugly
cropper in certain business enterprises. Sitting now surrounded by
all the circumstances of wealth, there is a luxury in admitting my
extremity. I can admit, even, that to a certain extent my disasters
were conceivably of my own making. It may be there are directions
in which I have some capacity, but the conduct of business
operations is not among these. But in those days I was young, and
my youth among other objectionable forms took that of a pride in my
capacity for affairs.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - If the readers of this volume will
be so kind as to take their credentials for the different places
which are the subject of its author's reminiscences, from the
Author himself, perhaps they may visit them, in fancy, the more
agreeably, and with a better understanding of what they are to
expect. Many books have been written upon Italy, affording many
means of studying the history of that interesting country, and the
innumerable associations entwined about it. I make but little
reference to that stock of information; not at all regarding it as
a necessary consequence of my having had recourse to the storehouse
for my own benefit, that I should reproduce its easily accessible
contents before the eyes of my readers.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - How Agamemnon and Achilles fell out
at the siege of Troy; and Achilles withdrew himself from battle,
and won from Zeus a pledge that his wrong should be avenged on
Agamemnon and the Achaians. Sing, goddess, the wrath of Achilles
Peleus' son, the ruinous wrath that brought on the Achaians woes
innumerable, and hurled down into Hades many strong souls of
heroes, and gave their bodies to be a prey to dogs and all winged
fowls; and so the counsel of Zeus wrought out its accomplishment
from the day when first strife parted Atreides king of men and
noble Achilles. Who among the gods set the twain at strife and
variance? Apollo, the son of Leto and of Zeus; for he in anger at
the king sent a sore plague upon the host, so that the folk began
to perish, because Atreides had done dishonour to Chryses the
priest. For the priest had come to the Achaians' fleet ships to win
his daughter's freedom, and brought a ransom beyond telling; and
bare in his hands the fillet of Apollo the Far-darter upon a golden
staff; and made his prayer unto all the Achaians, and most of all
to the two sons of Atreus, orderers of the host; "Ye sons of Atreus
and all ye well-greaved Achaians, now may the gods that dwell in
the mansions of Olympus grant you to lay waste the city of Priam,
and to fare happily homeward; only set ye my dear child free, and
accept the ransom in reverence to the son of Zeus, far-darting
Apollo."
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. 1st World
Library-Literary Society is a non-profit educational organization.
Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - So far, very good.
Here was the will - now for the way. At first sight not a foot of
it appeared, but that didn't matter, for the Periwinkles are a
hopeful race; their crest is an anchor, with three cock-a-doodles
crowing atop. They all wear rose-colored spectacles, and are lineal
descendants of the inventor of aerial architecture. An hour's
conversation on the subject set the whole family in a blaze of
enthusiasm. A model hospital was erected, and each member had
accepted an honorable post therein. The paternal P. was chaplain,
the maternal P. was matron, and all the youthful P.s filled the pod
of futurity with achievements whose brilliancy eclipsed the glories
of the present and the past. Arriving at this satisfactory
conclusion, the meeting adjourned, and the fact that Miss
Tribulation was available as army nurse went abroad on the wings of
the wind.
Among the Gospels of the early Christian Church stands a document
so provocative that it was banned by the Church and kept out of the
orthodox Bible. The Gospel of Thomas contains "secret sayings of
the living Jesus" that the politically organized church tried
desperately to destroy. The question is: why? Insights from the
Secret Teachings of Jesus gives us a powerful clue, and provides
guidance in understanding this beautiful and wonderful collection
of Jesus' teachings. The book reaches inside the reader and awakens
a slumbering spirit. It is like listening to Jesus speak, and in
hearing, one comes to understand why his teachings alarmed the
ordinary, and enlivened those who longed for a deeper reality.
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Aesop's Fables (Paperback)
George Flyer Townsend; Edited by 1stworld Library
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R352
Discovery Miles 3 520
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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - WOLF, meeting with a Lamb astray
from the fold, resolved not to lay violent hands on him, but to
find some plea to justify to the Lamb the Wolf's right to eat him.
He thus addressed him: "Sirrah, last year you grossly insulted me."
"Indeed," bleated the Lamb in a mournful tone of voice, "I was not
then born." Then said the Wolf, "You feed in my pasture." "No, good
sir," replied the Lamb, "I have not yet tasted grass." Again said
the Wolf, "You drink of my well." "No," exclaimed the Lamb, "I
never yet drank water, for as yet my mother's milk is both food and
drink to me." Upon which the Wolf seized him and ate him up,
saying, "Well I won't remain supperless, even though you refute
every one of my imputations." The tyrant will always find a pretext
for his tyranny.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The entire affair is shrouded in
mystery, said D'Arnot. "I have it on the best of authority that
neither the police nor the special agents of the general staff have
the faintest conception of how it was accomplished. All they know,
all that anyone knows, is that Nikolas Rokoff has escaped." John
Clayton, Lord Greystoke - he who had been "Tarzan of the Apes" -
sat in silence in the apartments of his friend, Lieutenant Paul
D'Arnot, in Paris, gazing meditatively at the toe of his immaculate
boot. His mind revolved many memories, recalled by the escape of
his arch-enemy from the French military prison to which he had been
sentenced for life upon the testimony of the ape-man.
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. 1st World
Library-Literary Society is a non-profit educational organization.
Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The entire affair is
shrouded in mystery, said D'Arnot. "I have it on the best of
authority that neither the police nor the special agents of the
general staff have the faintest conception of how it was
accomplished. All they know, all that anyone knows, is that Nikolas
Rokoff has escaped." John Clayton, Lord Greystoke - he who had been
"Tarzan of the Apes" - sat in silence in the apartments of his
friend, Lieutenant Paul D'Arnot, in Paris, gazing meditatively at
the toe of his immaculate boot. His mind revolved many memories,
recalled by the escape of his arch-enemy from the French military
prison to which he had been sentenced for life upon the testimony
of the ape-man.
Daniel J. Langton was born in Paterson, New Jersey and raised in
East Harlem with his brothers and sister. He is married to Eve and
they have a son, Mark. They live in San Francisco, where he teaches
English and Creative Writing at San Francisco State University. His
poetry has appeared in such journals as the Nation, the Paris
Review, the Atlantic Monthly, the TLS, the Harvard Advocate and the
Iowa Review, and has been awarded the London Prize, the Devins
Award, the Edgar Allan Poe Award and others. This is his seventh
collection. Daniel J. Langton was launched into a life of writing
poetry by William Carlos Williams. As he tells the story, "When I
was just starting out, I went to a reading by William Carlos
Williams. Afterward I showed him a poem of mine, and he told me, I
don't care what you're doing, quit your job, and write nothing but
poetry. And that's what happened." SOME COMMENTS ON EARLIER BOOKS
BY DANIEL J. LANGTON "These poems have a lovely pacing and interior
radiance." -Tess Gallagher . . ."superbly written, beautifully
controlled, and yet continually freshened by a kind and fresh
imagination." -Robert Bly . . ."such beauty, so moving, so
beautifully made that I have to tell you it is one of the finest
lyrics in the language." -William Carlos Williams "The poems I have
known before are as fresh as ever. The new ones shimmer."-Pamela
Skewes-Cox "Dan Langton may be America's greatest living poet."
-Richard Martin
Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support
our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online
at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - ALL that I have written so far about
Doctor Dolittle I heard long after it happened from those who had
known him - indeed a great deal of it took place before I was born.
But I now come to set down that part of the great man's life which
I myself saw and took part in. Many years ago the Doctor gave me
permission to do this. But we were both of us so busy then voyaging
around the world, having adventures and filling note-books full of
natural history that I never seemed to get time to sit down and
write of our doings.
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