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A Child’s Garden of Verses

by Robert Louis Stevenson

Music by Giedrius Alkauskas


July 24, 2018 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

Whoever You Are

By Mem Fox, Illustrated by Leslie Staub

Little one, / whoever you are, / wherever you are, / there are little ones / just like you / all over the world. So begins the Australian author Mem Fox’s joyful picture book Whoever You Are, a celebration of the world’s diverse cultures, both our similarities and differences. Leslie Straub’s innovative, colorful, folk art style oil paintings of children from all corners of the globe are bordered with photographs of hand-carved, bejeweled frames and they all reflect Fox’s message that no matter where we come from, within our hearts Joys are the same, / and love is the same. / Pain is the same, / and blood is the same. A gem! “


February 28, 2017 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

I’m Australian Too

Not only for little kids…

By Mem Fox, Illustrated by Ronojoy Ghosh

Celebrating Australia’s incredible multicultural heritage.

I’m Australian! How about you? Many people from many places have come across the seas, to make Australia their home. How Australian is that?


February 28, 2017 at 5:25 am Leave a comment

Sing The Cold Winter Away


December 19, 2016 at 3:25 pm Leave a comment

My Darlin’ Eileen


March 17, 2016 at 3:25 pm Leave a comment

The Brolga’s Laugh

Audio: .mp3
Australian Brolga

The brolga laughs and the brolga shouts,
The brolga’s there when there’s rain about;
If it’s going to rain he’s sure to know,
And then he’ll laugh ‘Oh! oh! oh! oh!’

He laughs all night, and he laughs all day,
If it’s going to rain he’ll laugh and play;
If he laughs in the night it’s sure to rain,
And then he’ll dance and laugh again.

He mounts right up above the trees
And looks across for the north-east breeze;
He sees the clouds coming afar,
And then he laughs ‘Ah! ah! ah! ah!’

He curves his neck and spreads his wings,
For the brolga does some funny things;
If it rains all night he’ll laugh with glee,
Saying, ‘Now there’s water enough for me!’

The frog may croak and the duck may swim,
But the brolga’s laugh’s enough for him.
Men with guns and little to do
Will shoot the brolga through and through.

If they’d but work and pay their way
The brolga still could laugh and play.
He saw the bars that crossed the moon,
And thought ‘Not now, but very soon.’

‘The Brisbane man will have to swim,’
And the brolga’s laugh’s a hint for him.
They make their nest without a straw,
And lay one egg, for I’ve seen no more.

They’ll hatch their young in the pouring rain,
And then they’ll laugh and laugh again.
If a drought comes on, which it’s sure to do,
The swamps all dry and herbage too.

They’ll mount right up and away will soar,
And the brolga’s laugh we’ll hear no more
Till the rain return with its pattering glee,
Then the brolga’s laugh will bring joy to me.


August 15, 2014 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

La chanson de Tibou

Audio: .mp3 | SoundCloud
tibou_magSancy > Les Petits Plus


August 12, 2014 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

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