Dina Anastasio


Books, Plays, Poems, Articles

Celebrations, A Sesame Street Parents Book
Celebrations, A Sesame Street Parents Book
Hundreds of Ideas and Activities for Family Fun
Pirates
Pirates
Pirates, pirate ships, buried treasure, and a dip into history. For Beginning Readers. Published by Grosset and Dunlap.
Activity Books, published by Scholastic Professional Books
Follow the Directions... and Learn! Grades 2-3, and Grades 4-6.
All kinds of activities to help you learn to follow directions.
Clifford Activity Books
Clifford Activity Books
For grades PreK-1
High Interest/Low Level Reading
It's About Time
It's About Time
Kids can turn the hands of this realistic watch as they learn about time. Published by Grosset and Dunlap.
JOY TO THE WORLD
JOY TO THE WORLD
THE STORY OF CHRISTMAS
Jr. Novelizations
Jumpstart Activity Books
Jumpstart Activity Books
For grades K-2.
Mini-Mysteries for 8 to 12 year olds
Pass the Peas, Please
Pass the Peas, Please
Poems about manners. Published by Little, Brown Co.
The Pinky Ball Book and Ball
The Pinky Ball Book and Ball
Remember the Spaldeen? Remember stickball and stoopball? This is the book for you. With this hollow rubber ball and the hundreds of games that come with it, you'll never want to watch TV again. Published by Workman Publishing

POETRY BOOKS

POLLUTION
(from OCEAN POEMS)

When things pollute our lovely seas
Do turtles shudder?
Do dolphins sneeze?
Do whales blow harder when they find
An oil spill creeping close behind?
When plastic wraps a small starfish,
Does it twirl and swirl and flail and swish?
And when those factories dump their waste
Do lobsters really like that taste?
Do sea snakes wonder as they roam
Why people still pollute their home?

Poems about manners



From Tread Softly
Poems about animal behavior


I THOUGHT IT WAS A TWIG

I almost snapped a walking stick.
It wasn't very big.
I was strolling through the woods,
And thought it was a twig.

The walking stick lay taut and still.
It almost fooled me,
Until I saw it shudder as
My fingers touched the tree.

I almost snapped a walking stick.
It wasn't very big.
Until its body trembled,
I thought it was a twig.



THE BEAVER

The beaver pond is frozen now.
The beaver's lodge is silent.
I cannot see him come and go.
No ripples shift the quiet.

But somewhere just beneath the ice,
The beaver slips away
To search for food,
Then he returns
And sleeps another day.

I've seen him carry twigs and clay.
I've seen him build his dome.
I hope he thought to weave a door,
To close when he comes home.



IN A LINE

Why do those ducklings stay in that line,
Following their mother time after time?
Isn't there one who wishes to follow
An ant, or a tiger, a turtle, or swallow?

One of those ducklings must yearn to explore
The shadows of caves or a shell on the shore.
So why do they stay there, time after time,
Following their mother in that neat little line?




I WONDER WHY

I guess that I will never see
A swallow in a perfect V
Of snow geese far up in the sky.
I wonder why.
I'll never see a jay take wing
Because he hears a robin sing,
Or watch an eagle in the sky
Teach a blackbird how to fly.
I wonder why.


















Find Authors

Created by The Authors Guild

A note for users of older versions of Internet Explorer, Netscape, or AOL:
This site will look a lot better in a newer browser. Download one for free!
Internet Explorer: Windows Mac   |   Netscape: Windows Mac Other
For AOL users, please choose Internet Explorer above.