“The Unhappy Little Dragon~Lessons Learned” by Carole Wolf

A Bit About the Author:   Carolyn Wolfe is a free lance writer, poet, and author of six books including her collections of poetry, short stories and her first children’s book of bedtime stories in verse, titled: The Bedtime Of The Sky and Other Sleepy Bye Stories. In this, her sixth book, The Unhappy Little Dragon, Lessons Learned, she reveals the journey of Happy the dragon, who, while trying to understand how to master his uncontrollable gift of fire, has an exciting adventure in the woods. His forest friends help him understand his gift and that he really is a very special dragon indeed! Ms. Wolfe lives in the Shenandoah Valley with her Photographer, husband Scott, and her houseful of animal companions. For more information about Ms. Wolfe and her books please visit her website at: www.whenthemoonspeaks.com.

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Little Dragon Synopsis:

This is the tale of a little Dragon who has a big problem, he cannot control his fire!

After a major mishap, he runs away into the forest and has a wonderful adventure where he meets new friends, learns that every creature has a unique gift, and also finds out the special way in which he can use his own remarkable gift of fire.


An Excerpt From The Book:


“Let me ask you something son, when you practice your fire burning skills-what do you tell

yourself?”   “Tell myself? What do you mean?” asked Happy not understanding what his new friend was

getting at.   (Shelley the Turtle)   “Well, maybe I should ask instead, how do you feel when you practice holding in your flame?   “Oh that! I feel scared, so scared that I will fail and burn everything up!” Happy answered

sadly.   “Well now, I have a suggestion for you. Try feeling like you will not burn everything up.

Instead tell yourself you will succeed in keeping your fire to yourself!” Shelley told him.   “But I am so scared. I really don’t think I can tell myself that I won’t burn everything up

when I know I will!”   Happy argued in a worried little voice.   Shelley looked at Happy’s very unhappy face and said,”I have news for you Happy, and I want

you to listen to me now!”   Then Shelley continued to explain.   “Dragons aren’t the only ones who have special gifts, Happy, no, no! All of the animals were

given a special gift of one kind or another. All of us had to learn how to use it wisely,

just like you. You sort of have to grow into your gift, like growing up! That’s why the

animals need a teacher.   Can you guess what my special gift is?”   Shelley asked, looking at Happy expectantly.   Happy didn’t know the answer so he shook his head and just kept quiet.   “Why Happy, I am a teacher!” Shelley said proudly.





Good-night, dear Mr. Sendak, we’ll miss you…

Maurice Sendak, author of the children's book,...

Maurice Sendak, author of the children’s book, Where the Wild Things Are. Sendak was instrumental in the creation of Sesame Street, and attended Lesser’s curriculum seminars in 1968. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Our beloved “Wild Thing” has gone back to his island in his little boat where he will undoubtedly be greeted by many a beastie and wild thing who has loved and missed him over many years.  It will be such a loss for those of us still left over here in The Night Kitchen…sleeping in our restless beds, waiting for the bread to be baked and our milk to be poured.
He died yesterday at age 83.
When my children were old enough to sit and listen to music and to my reading to them, I bought Carol King’s rendition of “I’m Really Rosie” and all the other Maurice Sendak books and poems to music.  “Rosie” was a favorite of my daughter’s.  But, I have sung “Chicken Soup” to my children hundreds of times, as well as to my grandchildren and other children, over the course of nearly 40 years. I’ve sung it with passion and acted it out because
I know it by heart.
I most recently bought a set of Mr. Sendak’s tiny library for my youngest grandsons.  One of whom was pictured hiding under a table with a little red one in his tiny hands.
  His dad did the same thing 30 years prior.
Maurice doesn’t age, you see.
“I Don’t Care” kept my grandson, Kellan, on the sofa and quiet when he had a blazing ear infection last year.  He loves to hear me sing it to him whenever we get a chance.
Kellan is sometimes a petulant child, and that poem suits him just fine.  :]
It and he are adorable!
And, “One Was Johnny” used to give us all a run for our money.  I remember all my children and me during the years trying to keep up with that song!
I know all the songs/poems by heart.
I’ve read “Where the Wild Things Are” hundreds of times, have you?  I’ve purchased “wild thing” paraphernalia for my children and grands over the past 40 years, and wished I was young enough to wear them and play with them myself.  Even now, I’d take a Wild Thing stuffed animal, thank you.
So, here’s to you, Mr. Sendak….and, actually,
Hail, to the Chief!
Good-night, dear friend.
My little family and I love you and  will really miss you.

A Small Note About Him from Galley Cat:  (mediabistro.com)
Brooklyn-born children’s writer and illustrator Maurice Sendak. Sendak grew up in Bensonhurst and graduated Lafayette High School before going on to create wildly popular works—often dark and with an edge—like Where the Wild Things Are, which won him the prestigious Caldecott Medal. Even before his passing, the Brooklyn Book Festival had planned to honor Mr. Sendak with a special bookmark given to attendees at this year’s festival on September 23, a fitting tribute from Brooklyn—the Creative Capital of New York City and home to more writers per square inch than anywhere—to one of its native sons. On behalf of literary lovers throughout Brooklyn and beyond, I extend our thoughts and prayers to Maurice Sendak’s family, friends and colleagues.”
Please take time to read about him in this long,  dedicated article on Mr. Sendak  by The New York Times: http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/09/books/maurice-sendak-childrens-author-dies-at-83.html?_r=1


Please leave your comments.    Do you  have a favorite memory of Mr. Sendak’s works?