Indian Children by Annette Wynne is one of the first poems my oldest children memorized. It was originally published in 1919 in Annette Wynne's For Days and Days: A Year Round Treasury of Child
Verse.
Where we walk to school each day
Indian children used to play ---
All about our native land,
Where the shops and houses stand.
Where we walk to school each day
Indian children used to play ---
All about our native land,
Where the shops and houses stand.
And
the trees were very tall,
And
there were no streets at all,
Not a
church and not a steeple ---
Only woods and Indian people.
Only
wigwams on the ground,
And at
night bears prowling round ---
What a
different place today
Where we live and work and play!
Gift Mart Aids Community
A local church's toy drive does more than provide gifts for needy children. It spares the parents' dignity and raises money for the schools.
Family keeps toy drive going
Excuses are legion why individuls feel stymied to make a difference. Meet a family who's overturned them all.
Woman was there for those in need
From opening her home to those without one to helping start a church, Anna Mae Johnson cared for others in real and tangible ways.
Playing Santa for the dogs
Who's the man inside the jolly red suit? A veteran with a giving heart and serving spirit for his community.
Pitching in to help the needy
It's not enough for this local blues artist to play music. He provides a weekly jam forum for other musicians and feeds and clothes the homeless.
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