THE BOSS’ letter reads: “Dear Earth, I’ll love to explore your incredible things, the depths of the deep black ocean. but we can heal you too.” It’s a big message for one so young. “When it rains, is that the Earth’s tears because we’ve hurt her.”Īnd as we reached the final pages of the book THE BOSS’ eyes misted. The Earth whispered as the wind tickled the leaves in the trees and sighed as she swept through the grass.īut then THE BOSS said. “If I write a letter to Earth will she even write back? Can you hear the Earth talking Mum?” The six-year-old, fondly known as THE BOSS said. But above all else, this book made us pause and question things like whether Earth really does feel the cold? It made us. And they’re illustrations to pore over – Clara’s detailed reef and rainforest spreads had us jabbing at the page to spot the animals we knew. ‘Dear Earth’ is spectacularly simple – in the very best way – with gorgeous descriptions that immerse you in an animal stampede or a dusty desert. She plunges beneath the waves to blow bubbles with the whales and stands atop white capped mountains, arms spread wide like the geese soaring above. A love story if you will, where a little girl writes a letter to Earth, celebrating its incredible biomes and the amazing creatures within them. Isabel Otter and Clara Anganuzzi have created an ode to Earth with their book ‘Dear Earth’. With our pencils and pads, we scribbled down a letter. The tulips lazily yawned at the sun way up high up in a cloudless sky, one that was crayon blue, as though a child has drawn it on. A pompous red robin tweeted from the branch above, his little chest puffed out with all the effort. Just like we pass the bean bag from you to me.Īnd if there's some left over, leave some for me.On Earth Day, my little people and I stretched out on a rug under the apple tree its blossom narrowly escaping the last frost.
Take the nectar from the flower to the old bee hive. The way of the wind on a fresh autumn day.ĭay, day day, save them to eat another day, Or whither or thither or why I'm this way It blow round my ankles, it puffs up my hair I can't see the wind, but the wind can see me, (play quietly, loudly, slowly, and quickly) You can play with your hands, you can play with your fingers, You can play with your hands, you can play with your fingers Tap tap tap, tap tap tap, tap your djembe drum. Tap tap tap, tap tap tap, tap your djembe drum What should I wear now the weather's getting cold? The Weather's Getting Cold (c) Alison Notkin Pour trouver a manger, et un abri pour leurs bébés. Peuvent vivre dans le nord, ici pendant l'hiver. Peuvent vivre dans le nord, la ou il ya de la neige Loin d'ici ou il fait chaud et le soleil brille. Round (4x) Round (4x) Round round spin around Shake your shaker high, everybody touch the sky Stretch your arms out wide and shake from side to side Shake your shaker down, everybody touch the ground Listen to the sound and spin yourself around Lift your knees, lift your knees, jump up and downĬlap clap your hands, and turn yourself around Shh shh, shh shh, it's a quiet exercise song It's a quiet exercise song, it's a quiet exercise song Wave to everybody and tap tap on the ground Last time: Here's an apple ripe and sweet, that's the apple I will eat. Good morning, it's nice to see you again. How ya doing? It's nice to see you again. That the baker my take it and into bread bake itĪnd bring us a loaf in the morn, and bring us a loaf in the morn. Good morning dear animals, and the birds in the treesįor the golden sun and the apples from the treesįor the yellow butter and the honey from the bees Good morning dear tree and the plants every one. Good morning dear earth, good morning dear sun, You're bigger and brighter than all the rest Your shiny black feathers are clear to see
Sing about the birdies in the tree so tall Sing about the pumpkins on the garden wall Little bird up in a tree, sing a song for me. Little bird up in a tree, in a tree, in a tree
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