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Peter and the magic wand - Battery

Written by alessia | 14 October, 2011

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Edizioni Curci have

Peter and the magic wand - Battery

necklace Curci Young, series The discovery of musical instruments (+ 5 years)

Peter is defiant! Disturb others during class!"The protagonist of Peter and the magic wand (Edizioni Curci) is a child apparently "difficult", of those who hate the whole world and you never know how to take. But he happens to live a wonderful adventure. A visit to the attic, an unexpected discovery and everything changes: even go to school becomes great! Leigh Sauerwein is that of a modern fairy tale that makes you want to approach music, in this case with the sounds and rhythms of the drums.In the second part of the book, full of colorful photographs and illustrations with Christine and Aurélia Destours Fronty, Therea true introduction to the instrument, that explains in simple and clear as you play the drums, from which parts are composed, As has become important in rock and jazz.

The CD attached the narrator interprets the tale of Marco Golinelli, accompanied by original music by Christian Lete, audio tracks while some help learning to recognize the different types of sound you can get with cash, dishes and snare.

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Hood color

Written by alessia | 10 October, 2011

CappuccettoRed (oGreenoyellowoblue) was a nice and kind girl; but a little 'vain. He lived in the woods, with mom, (The forester who was), and, to stay in place and never get dirty hair, had a lot of capes, of all colors.
A giorno la mamma the disse:
- CappuccettoRed (oGreenoyellowoblueor what was), brings these sandwiches and cake to her grandmother, other side of the athletic course. But I recommend: do the long way, and also some exercise, so you come from the grandmother with a good appetite. –
- is, Mom. –
Hood replied, taking the trash. but, as he was rather lazy, took the shortest route, and came from his grandmother who was still sleeping. Then he sat on the steps of the door, and began to give bread crumbs to the birds that were around. Then came the squirrels, in cerbiatti, teddy bears, The Volpin, and all the other puppies in the woods. Hood began to break up the sandwiches and cake, opened jars of honey and jam and gave all their favorite piece. At a certain point we heard a loud noise:
- GRRRRRR –
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House cat goes into battle

Written by alessia | 27 September, 2011

My name Crumb and I just 2 years 4 and a half months. As you can see is a cat. A great cat if you give it to me.
I know I'm a nice cat because my bosses, purple, 7 years, Mom and Dad, I say it often: "Come here kitty kitty-","What good our beautiful big cat", "But you're beautiful miciotto" Etcetera, etc..
And then he also says Ms. Carla, even if I returned the compliment. The Carla Mother's is a friend and when you take tea brings always pastries for Viola and makes a lot of compliments: "How beautiful you are! But as you grow!”- Eccetera, etc..
Mrs. Carla horrible habit- to strapazzare THE cheeks the beautiful people who judge. The only exception: Dad. And this mainly because you never find it passes Mrs. Carla. When it comes, Viola takes his cheek between his thick thumb and index finger, wholesale pulls the skin off and shake like crazy. With me is worse. As I glanced, crouched on the windowsill in the sun, I raised (often upside down) and I plant in the womb. I abide by his large hands curled over the head like airplanes and push skin and hair on it from above the eyes. then, withdrawing the hand, pull all my head back so that I sprout eyes and gums, as if my head was the pizza dough. Fortunately Purple, which is a good little girl I always passes a strawberry cream puff at the end of this agony.
I said, My name is Crumb because this is the name given to me by my family, Violetta, indeed, because Dad wanted to call me “Maximus: the destroyer of rats ". I would not mind such an important name, but the truth is that mice make sense to me and if I happen to see a look once the ATRA. The other cats call me because they say that Silver was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. I did not understand, since it is a human expression, and no cat has ever volunteered silver spoon in your mouth or other metal. then, Snowflake explained to me that means that I was born lucky because I've never had to hunt mice and birds to earn the affection of the owners, because I rummaged through my garbage to fill my tummy with some leftovers and empty because I have a warm place in the arms of a child (I do not ever pull the tail) where to take refuge when it rains.
Snowflake however is not born with a silver spoon in his mouth. It 'was born in a farmhouse left her and her mother has disappeared after a few days, leaving her and her siblings without milk and heat. Fortunately But Yang, the big cat to the head of the neighborhood cats, found them and fed them with his litter.
Snowflake has never had a house and, sometimes, when we are alone at night in the garden next to the raspberry scented tells me that she would like to have a child like Violet that he loved. I would like to share time with her violet. But Yang did not speak but never, Rather, looks at me with disdain. She hates humans. He says that the strays are the most fortunate among cats because they have unlimited freedom and no one forces them to fall to live with the dogs, or be pull the tail or back home by midnight.
I know refers to me in particular with that comment about midnight because while almost all the other neighborhood cats are away the summer nights, but I prefer the comfort of the bed of Viola and her teddy bear.
But tonight Yang (which derives its name from the large scar on his forehead procuratale by Mrs. Yang's Chinese restaurant when he found that he stole from the kitchen a whole trout), proposes a to hunt…hold on.. mice but not in the disgusting even to the rat!
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La Maga Rosella

Written by alessia | 13 September, 2011

C 'were once two children, that always went to the woods to pick strawberries; they brought their mother and she was doing cakes finest in the world. One day, walk and walk, came to a beautiful lawn, where the growing strawberries huge, and all pink; c 'were of little pink flowers all around, and bushes of wild roses, that marked a path, all covered with pink rhinestones.

The children continued along the path, that brought them up to a beautiful little pink house, with curtains on the windows of roses, and a roof covered with pink roses and scented, thornless: was the house of Maga Rosella, the queen of all roses.

  • Children Come ! –

He invited the sorceress, a beautiful lady dressed in pink throughout, pointy hat, the veil, and wand with a rose on top.

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a version of Hansel and Gretel, also suitable for toddlers

Written by alessia | 9 September, 2011

Hansel and Gretel

Hansel and Gretel, two children were very greedy : every day they went into the woods, to look for more, and blueberries, and mushrooms, and berries a day ..., walking walking, came to a place they had never seen ; and there, saw a small house, but .... how wonderful : was not a house like the other, was all made of biscuits, chocolate, candy, and many good things.

Eat you eat, you eat eats, to 'the house suddenly came an ugly old witch:

  • Ah, naughty children ! You ate my cottage, and now I will eat you ! –

Cried, and locked them in a cage. To make them more fat and soft, continued to feed them many good things, but children, they were smart, made her first hit a bone fleeced, so the witch thought they were always thin. But a bad day is very angry :

  • Fat or skinny, I eat the same ! –

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