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Ladybug Stories, Poems, and Songs Magazine for Young Kids and ChildrenLadybug Stories, Poems, and Songs Magazine for Young Kids and Children

Ladybug Stories, Poems, and Songs Magazine for Young Kids and Children July/August 2017

Bring the magic of LADYBUG to pre-schoolers and early readers. Each issue offers a mix of enchanting stories at appropriate reading levels, with colorful illustrations that draw children into the text. Ear-pleasing poems, lively songs, and a 4-page craft insert round out this delightful reading experience. Pre-K-Grade 1

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Cricket Media, Inc.
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9 Issues


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i spy

(art © 2017 by Jane Dippold)Keep an eye out for us! We are going to roll through this magazine with you!Answer on page 35. ■…

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max and kate

Max and Kate are looking for beavers on a nature preserve. “Why do beavers chop down trees?” asks Max.“To eat, and also to build with,” says Kate. “Their home is called a lodge,” Kate whispers, pointing at a huge heap of sticks and mud. “Wow! Look at that!” says Max as a beaver swims past with a branch in its teeth. “Imagine me building a house with my teeth,” says Max.“You couldn’t stop talking long enough!” laughs Kate. ■…

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little turtle’s toy boat

Papa Turtle made a toy boat for Little Turtle.“Thank you, Papa,” said Little Turtle. “I’ll go sail this boat on the pond.” On his way to the pond, Little Turtle met his friends, the Duckling twins.“Hi, Little Turtle,” said Brother Duckling.“Is that a new toy boat?” asked Sister Duckling. “It looks so real!” “Thanks,” said Little Turtle. “If my boat were real, we could sail far into the open sea.” “And we wouldn’t be afraid of the sharks in the sea,” said Brother Duckling. “And we wouldn’t be afraid of the big waves, either,” said Sister Duckling. “You two are brave,” said Little Turtle. “But there’s nothing like that in the old pond. Let’s go sail my boat there.”The three friends took the little boat to the pond. Suddenly—whoops! Dragonfly…

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reflecting me

(art © 2017 by David Arumi)When I look in the mirror, I see me. Then I see me in Daddy’s keys. I’m in the water of the sea and small bubbles, floating free. The more I look, the more I see many things reflecting me! ■…

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(art © 2017 by Sally Springer)The salty breeze sneaks through the open porthole and tickles my cheek. I stretch in bed as my house, a boat, gently rolls from side to side. It is morning on the Biscayne Bay.I climb the ladder from my bedroom to the upper deck where my sister is eating, bathed in sparkling sunshine. I see blue water hugging Florida’s shores, and Dad strolling up our splintery pier. He has a container of bait in his hand. We are going fishing!We wave goodbye to our seagulls, busy scavenging the pier for garbage the tourists left behind. Our house takes off toward open water. My sister and I play cards and watch for dolphins while Mom and Dad find the perfect spot to drop anchor. The engine…

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where my aunt rose lives

Where my Aunt Rose lives,silver subways clatter past,noisy factory whistles blast,dented taxis travel fast,where my Aunt Rose lives. Where my Aunt Rose lives,vendors sell hot dogs and hats,firefighters rescue cats,grandmas chat in laundromats,where my Aunt Rose lives. Where my Aunt Rose lives,people soak up rooftop sun,splash at hydrants just for fun,order takeout by the ton,where my Aunt Rose lives. Where my Aunt Rose lives,folks go dancing half the night,parties everywhere in sightin the twinkling city light,where my Aunt Rose lives. Where my Aunt Rose lives,neighbors finally close their eyes,first-floor baby wakes and cries,distant trains hum lullabies,where my Aunt Rose lives. ■…