Mongolia: Vanishing Cultures

Two nomadic Mongolian children listen to stories of the past from their father and yearn for their own horses, creatures essential to their way of life.

I’ve Become A Fire-Breathing Dragon!

There was a mosquito by the name of Botai who carried the fire-breathing disease. Botai liked to suck blood from people with bad tempers. Ahguli was a bad temper dragon. Early this morning, Ahguli got stung by Botai and grew a bump. Naturally, he was very angry. Ahguli shouted and did not expect that … He would breathe fire. Do you know how inconvenient it is for a monster to breathe fire like this ? What should Ahguli do to put out the fire ?

Not My Fault

Written from the perspective of the schoolyard, this simply illustrated tale stimulates thought on issues of responsibility. When the classmates of a young boy who has been bullied all deny blame for the incident, they offer many common excuses why they declined to step in on their peer’s behalf. The familiar, first-person narration of the young characters begs the question, Does it really have nothing to do with me? The story closes with a series of powerful images of global strife, making the connection between simply not stepping in to help someone and standing by while wider atrocities go on.

Featured in Volume II, Issue 2 of WOW Review.

Awakening The Dragon

In ancient times, the Chinese saw the dragon as both a protector and a threat, able to bring on rain or cause droughts. To honor this powerful creature, people created long narrow boats that they raced in an annual rainmaking festival. From the wearing of fragrant pouches, to the consumption of rice dumplings, to thrilling boat races, the dragon boat festival of today is a celebration of Chinese traditions all over the world. Arlene Chan, a respected librarian and an experienced dragon boat racer, explores the origins of the festival, it’s customs, and the races themselves. Beautifully detailed illustrations by Song Nan Zhang let you experience the beauty and energy of this ancient festival.

The Light On The Tent Wall: A Bridging (Native American Ser)

Mary TallMountain is a Native writer whose “lantern voices seek to lead us out of the given darkness,” and “her work, like seasoned oak, is full of heat and fire, simplicity and compassion,” writes poet and scholar Alfred Robinson. The poems in this collection confront death and engage the sacred. Joy Harjo calls each poem “a track, and the series of tracks makes a bridge back to the ‘light on the tent wall,’ which is the sacred place of the songs, the stories that created us.”