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North Flame - Hardcover

Goodwin, Rufus

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Synopsis

Reading is all about brain. The gift of READING is like the gift of HAPPINESS – we can’t tell a child to BE HAPPY. It has to happen intrinsically. We do this by playing in the phonological loop. It is here that we architect a child’s brain so that strong connections are made with white matter neuronal structures that foster a capacity to manipulate concepts and think abstractly. <title>North Flame</title> is a magic journey into imagination – a world where when the book stops the brain continues. DO NOT BE SURPISED when your child will come back a week later and announce that they finally know what the meaning of the journey was. It is a fable in the classic sense, welcoming children into a world of mystery and color with its timeless wisdom, innocence, and spare beauty.

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About the Author

An outstanding post modernist poet and former newsman who was a foreign correspondent, GOODWIN was educated at Yale and Georgetown Universities. Goodwin lives and writes in Boston. <P>LISA SCHOFIELD is a young artist and illustrator living in Worcester, Massachusetts. This is her first book.

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(From Chapter I) Not long ago Betmar lived in the City of Gray Towers. Betmar loved mornings, when the day broke, and the soft evenings too when lights went on, windows lit up, and the whole City shone in darkness. Winter went hard that year. One evening, great flakes of ice fell just as the lights turned on. The town soon glittered. Betmar gazed out her window as whiteness blurred the Gray Towers. Thick quilts of snow drew quickly over the pavements.

Night deepened, and Betmar fell asleep dreaming of snow. As dawn neared, the air turned colder. In the furnaces of the City even the fires began to freeze. One by one lights went out, broken by ice. The river East and the River West hardened and thickened. No more water ran from the faucets. Drifts blocked the doors. Ice pasted shut the windows. Not since St. Exupery's "The Little Prince", has there been such a fable in the classic sense, welcoming children into a world of imagination, and bringing adults back to their childhood with its wisdom, innocence, and spare beauty.

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