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This weekend we’re snuggling up with some cute little doodles at the Sunnyvale Public Library. We’re going to tell stories and sing songs about Springtime! We’ll share lots of fingerplays, too. Hope to see some of you! 11AMis our start-time. The Sunnyvale Public Library is located at 665 W. Olive Avenue, near Matilda Ave. and Old San Francisco Rd.
On morning in early May, I was up with the Sun. And just like every other morning, I turned on NPR to find out what was going on. And on that day, I heard the sad news of Maurice Sendak’s passing. My eyes welled up with tears, as they still do when I think of this Genius of the Imagination, this King of Play, this Prince of Naughty.
2013 marks the 50th anniversary of his book Where the Wild Things Are. And what a lasting masterpiece it is! A naughty Max gets in big trouble of being too loud, too rambunctious. Then in his dream world he meets monsters and tames them. How I wish that I could tame my own monsters!
About two months ago a local school called up. “We’d like you to help us celebrate Maurice Sendak and Where the Wild Things Are,” the program coordinator said. “Could you do come tell some of his stories for our After-School Program kids?”
Me? Give a tribute to one of my most amazing heroes? I could not say, “No.” So, this week I went with my musician friend Peg Reza. We shared Sendak books from my own collection and some borrowed from the school library. I read Outside, Over There, a favorite of my own daughters. Peg and I did a spoken word rendition, Bertold Brecht-like operatic version, of Pierre: A Cautionary Tale that included a rousing audience participation piece. Peggy wrote a very fun song inspired by Wild Things… We had fun with Chicken Soup with Rice, borrowing musical ideas from the Sendak and Carole King collaboration: The Broadway version of Really Rosie.
And I wrote a little poem to compliment naughty Max’s tale:
Monster! by B.Z.
Grandpa calls me monster
Grandma says I’m bad.
Mom says, “Stop that now, or I will feel real sad.”
Uncle calls me little twerp
Auntie says I’m cute
Dad says, “Cut that out, or I am going to puke!”
I don’t know what comes over me
When I get mad and loud.
But if I stop before I crash,
Then I feel sort of proud.
Making messes, running and screaming,
I get in trouble for all my scheming.
Maybe if I quiet down,
I’ll feel better all around!
Grandpa says I’m growing up.
Grandma says I’m sweet.
Mom and Dad are so relieved…
They got me a special treat!
I can’t believe it’s already been 11 days! On March 22nd, I got up way before the Sun to hit the road for the Santa Cruz Mountains and Camp Loma Mar! So excited! My pal, singer/songwriter Steve Van Zant* from the Banana Slug String Band, invited me to teach This Little Blue Marble…Stories for a Healthy Planet, an environmental storytelling workshop, for 50 outdoor education specialists, each one committed to spread the gospel of stewardship for our beautiful home, Earth. TO LEARN DETAILS OF THIS WORKSHOP, CLICK ON THIS LINK!
These very talented and dedicated educators came from points all through the Santa Cruz Mountains to hone their skills and get tips on how to bring their storytelling to life!
For two hours I tried to fill them up with information, inspiration and fun (P.S. This is really a 3-hour workshop!)
*Steve V-Z is also the Director of Outdoor Education for San Mateo, CA. Lucky folks!
Here are some of their comments:
Impressive organization and presentation!
Fabulous, learned a lot. All activities were meaningful & relatable to the field of outdoor ed.
Wonderful! I loved the active involvement and easy-to-apply approach. Thank you for a fun, useful experience.
Thanks so much! Loved the practice exercises and hearing YOU tell!
Really enjoyed the rapid learning story activity.
Very inspirational and the most enjoyable workshop in a while. Hope to see you again!
Very good transitions throughout the program.
Appreciated the non-threatening style of story sharing one-on-one in small groups versus in front of the whole crowd.
Loved the found items in a jar activity.
Glorious! I loved the “rip off the band-aid and TELL the stories” approach. I want the 3-hour version!
And there was this bonus…
In the garden pansies smile, puffy clouds of candy tuft flowers pop out and tulips stand tall getting ready to open.
Baby lambs live just around the bend in a bright green pasture. Little calves peak from under their mamas’ bellies.
Yesterday I saw a Springtime bunny hopping across our country road. I wondered if she was hiding eggs and hurrying to fill baskets for this very morning….EASTER!
Yes, it is Spring! That wondering time of year when we all come out of our winter caves, and see that life is full of renewal, hope and beauty.
Here is a little poem that I made up on Friday morning on my way to our community’s weekly Baby Storytime & SingAlong:
Tulips in the garden, standing all around.
Purple, red, yellow, orange, covering the ground.
Two lips on my face pucker up and smack.
Then my two lips hope your lips will kiss me back!
Please join us every Friday at 11:00AM for a most special time of “Stories & Song for Little Ones” at Out of Hand & Sierra Waldorf School Store, 189 S. Washington Street, Sonora, CA. RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET FROM BANK OF AMERICA (209)533-1309. This program, sponsored by Sierra Waldorf School, is designed for babies & toddlers, but everyone else is welcome, too!
I had the pleasure of meeting Leslie at this year’s Mariposa Storytelling Festival. What a delightful person! And I was pleased to find out that she had lived on the Mother Lode, and that her storytelling career began here in our region! Now living in the Petaluma area, Leslie Scatchard is having a great time making this life of storytelling work!
If you live in our area, try to make this little trip to Riverbank a “must do!”
If you’d like to book tickets to this concert online, please email me here at email@example.com. I think we can work through PayPal. OR get yourself up to Mountain Bookshop or Stage 3 Theatre’s Box Office! Hope to see you there…bz
This all started several months ago when the FCC awarded a solid group of local citizens the right to use a particular bandwidth. I’ll have to report the FM frequency later. But here’s the really good news: For now KQBM is already broadcasting over the internet!
And a whole bunch of us are thrilled to watch this wave rise! Who knows what a new voice for the Mother Lode will have to say in our Sierra Foothill communities? This much I know, it’s going to be a welcome alternative and a chance to experience new musical genres and new ideas. Maybe we’ll even get a little bit of storytelling on KQBM?
I sure hope so!
Written on 12/31/12 at 10:25PM
It’s already here…2013. Most of the world has already sung the songs, watched the fireworks, shared the kisses and well-wishes. There’s just this little section of the globe that still sits in wait for the future to begin.
What a tender and sometimes bittersweet year 2012 has been. From huge global and national events (Newtown, Connecticut, my heart pours out to you) to deeply personal transitions, each morning I woke up and said, “This day I’ll move forward just a little bit more. One foot in front of the other.”
Morning is my best time. Like “BeeGirl,” I’m ready to fly! I’m full of the day’s best intentions, the list of “to do’s.” I flit from one project to the next with relative ease and sometimes efficiency. I’m working for the creative hive, making my share of life’s sweet honey, seeking out that perfect metaphor, the stories that we all share.
But evenings are tougher, filled with reflection, fatigue and sometimes regret. What else could I have done? Where did I get distracted, pulled off my sweet honeybee course? How could I have served my family, my community, my art better? Could have a “do over”…please?
Tick-tock, tick-tock: Just 1.5 hours until 2013. I’ve never been big on New Year’s resolutions. Oh, when I was a kid, I had long lists! But now I’ve seen how many I’ve let slip away. So, I tend to spare myself the disappointment and occasional embarrassment. But don’t I need to strengthen my will? You bet! “The hard work fortifies my will,” says Caleb Daniloff in his new book Running Ransom Road. “I move through this so I can move through that. One foot in front of the other. One run at a time.”
In 2013 I will hit that magical age of 64. Come mid-November my friends and family will all be ready to sing that classical Beatles Song, “When I’m 64, will you still need me?” This year I want to do more for my own art, my own well-being. I want to remember the vision I had at age 18 of what my Future Self would be: Healthy, happy, creative, full of intellectual curiosity and good books.
My hubby is saying this right now: “You should take care of yourself, B.Z. Get off the computer. Take a nice hot shower.” He’s right, you know. Hey BeeGirl, show me the flowers, help me follow that sweet honeybee course.
Tick-tock, tick-tock. My Future Self is staring at me through the looking glass, wondering what this new year will bring. So, adieu, 2012. I’m taking heed and putting one foot in front of the other.