This rhyming story tells the story of a children's concert. The children perform their roles on stage and then take a bow as the concert ends.

This rhyming story is about a mother preparing supper for her children. She makes pap in a big black pot. It smells so good that the children can't wait to eat. There is plenty for everyone and they eat it all up.

Phelo sees a light and hears crying at the bottom of his garden. He follows the light and sound and meets Abu, a visitor from outer space. Abu takes Phelo for a ride in his spaceship where they can look down on Earth. Phelo understands why Abu is upset and feels sad himself when he sees more and more damage being done to the earth. In the end, he's inspired to start making small differences with his friends and members of his community.

This rhyming story tells about the different types of houses that people make, from houses made out of rock and stone to houses made out of cake.

Matt and Simon, camp at Simon's uncle's farm. On the first night, they saw a light on a hill in the distance; they did not sleep well because they heard the sound of digging. The next morning, they went for a walk up the hill and saw leopard tracks on the ground. An old man suddenly appeared and led them up the hill where they found a spade and holes in the ground. The old man told them that people are digging in the area to find buried treasure that belongs to the ancestors. That night, the boys heard digging again and went up the hill to see what was going on. A man was busy digging holes. He saw the boys and pointed a gun at them. Just then, a leopard appeared to scare off the man. Simon's uncle appeared with a gun and tied up the thief.

This is a factual text, which introduces the learners to different characteristics of wild animals.

This factual book introduces learners to basic concepts about how we use and care for our teeth.

An funny storybook about a pig and his friends. The story is made up of rhyming sentences, which learners will enjoy along with the delightful illustrations.

A chief has to decide which of his three sons should be the next chief. He sends them up into the hills to see an old woman. On the way they meet a woman and an old man who ask for their help. The older and the middle sons dismiss their requests, but the youngest son is willing to help them. When they reach the old woman, she asks them to put their hands in a big pot and take something out. They each take out a bird, but the youngest son's bird is very small. They return to their father and he asks them to show him what they brought. The youngest son has released his bird. The father decides to make him chief, because he shows the most kindness.

I love you, Big Bear!

The first time Sarah saw Big Bear was on a school outing. He looked just like Mr T, her teddy, only much, much bigger. Big Bear looked sad. So Sarah started talking to him. “Don't be sad,” she said softly. “I'm here.” She told him he was not alone. She told him not to worry and she told him secrets that nobody else knew. But when Sarah went home that afternoon, there were suitcases and boxes in the hallway. She heard angry voices and then Daddy drove away in his car. “Don't worry, darling,” Mum said. “You and I are going to be just fine.” But that night Sarah couldn't sleep. And before long, someone climbed through her window. “Don't be sad,” said a soft voice. “I'm here.” And there was Big Bear. Before long, they were having loads of adventures together…

A sensitive, moving story about a child's experience of divorce and loss, and the wonderful healing power of the imagination and stories.

This is a story about a young girl, Tasneem, who goes to watch the minstrel parade that takes place through the streets of Cape Town on 2 January each year. Her father is in the parade. Tasneem gets lost, and then she remembers her father's group is dressed in green and gold. She runs to the parade and finds her father. He carries her on his shoulders for the rest of the parade. She enjoys herself so much that she wants to march again the next day. Her father tells her they will only have another parade in a year's time.

“In the beginning, when all things began, these were the sounds which were music to man. ‘Cicadas, crickets, beetles and frogs. Seedpods, cocoons, hollowed out logs. Crackling fires, the patter of rain. Thundering hooves on the African plain. Birds in the air, in the trees – on the land. Wind in the grass through the leaves – over sand.” With magical illustrations from Joan Rankin, and poetry from masterful story teller, Wendy Hartmann, the rhyme lyrically captures the magic of the African sounds of nature. From the clicking of crickets to the crackle of the fire, follow the journey that celebrates these sounds, in the rhythm and music of Africa. Also available in Afrikaans, isiXhosa and isiZulu.

“In the beginning, when all things began, these were the sounds which were music to man. ‘Cicadas, crickets, beetles and frogs Seedpods, cocoons, hollowed out logs Crackling fires, the patter of rain Thundering hooves on the African plain Birds in the air, in the trees – on the land Wind in the grass through the leaves – over sand.” With magical illustrations from Joan Rankin, and poetry from masterful story teller, Wendy Hartmann, the rhyme lyrically captures the magic of the African sounds of nature. From the clicking of crickets to the crackle of the fire, follow the journey that celebrates these sounds, in the rhythm and music of Africa.

“In the beginning, when all things began, these were the sounds which were music to man. ‘Cicadas, crickets, beetles and frogs Seedpods, cocoons, hollowed out logs Crackling fires, the patter of rain Thundering hooves on the African plain Birds in the air, in the trees – on the land Wind in the grass through the leaves – over sand.” With magical illustrations from Joan Rankin, and poetry from masterful story teller, Wendy Hartmann, the rhyme lyrically captures the magic of the African sounds of nature. From the clicking of crickets to the crackle of the fire, follow the journey that celebrates these sounds, in the rhythm and music of Africa.

“In the beginning, when all things began, these were the sounds which were music to man. ‘Cicadas, crickets, beetles and frogs Seedpods, cocoons, hollowed out logs Crackling fires, the patter of rain Thundering hooves on the African plain Birds in the air, in the trees – on the land Wind in the grass through the leaves – over sand.” With magical illustrations from Joan Rankin, and poetry from masterful story teller, Wendy Hartmann, the rhyme lyrically captures the magic of the African sounds of nature. From the clicking of crickets to the crackle of the fire, follow the journey that celebrates these sounds, in the rhythm and music of Africa.