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I, Fly

Author: Bridget Heos
language: en
Publisher: Henry Holt and Company (BYR)
Release Date: 2015-05-12
Fly is fed up with everyone studying butterflies. Flies are so much cooler! They flap their wings 200 times a second, compared to a butterfly's measly five to twelve times. Their babies-maggots-are much cuter than caterpillars (obviously). And when they eat solid food, they even throw up on it to turn it into a liquid. Who wouldn't want to study an insect like that? In an unforgettably fun, fact-filled presentation, this lovable (and highly partisan) narrator promotes his species to a sometimes engrossed, sometimes grossed-out, class of kids.
...And I Fly!

Author: Charlene A. Harden
language: en
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
Release Date: 2010-11-22
I was a little girl that grew up with no brothers or sisters. We lived in a big white house with my Mom, Dad, grandmother, whom I called Nana, my grandfather, Daddy Oliver and, at times, my greatgrand parents, Mama and Papa Fanning. Although they were all warm and loving . . . I HAD TO HAVE AN IMAGINATION! . . . so, IMAGINE I did! My mind took me to hill and dale, town and country and I created many unique characters who became my friends. It was one great adventure, but as goes all things . . . I had to grow up and move on. First, there was elementary school #29, then Shortridge High School and Ball State University. Then, came marriage, motherhood and my boys Jay and Andre, what a joy. My life was then changed forever, especially with the arrival of my grandchildren (were skipping ahead a little). Here they were, a whole new set of little people . . . new, clean spirits, just waiting to be fed. All in all, my life was fairly unremarkable, even predictable. The good news is that my life was marked by many REMARKABLE RELATIONSHIPS. I became the chronicler of these individuals and the events surrounding each of their lives. I never met a soul that didnt add to my life, whether I gleaned a positive or a negative message. Each lesson was so valuable, so precious, like a jewel placed before me to contemplate, formulate and then to bring life to the listener. So regardless of my place in life, my school, my job, my church, my community . . . my primary concern is the enrichment of anyone who is searching for light. So many searching souls feel that they are all alone in the daily struggle but, let me tell you, we all have fears and uncertainties. In sharing, we find that many have the same experiences, but the good news is that there are a variety of solutions. Here I collected each precious nugget of insight and truth and now it belongs to you. For me, it became my mission in life to observe and process what is perfect, what is imperfect, what is real, and what is illusion . . . WHAT IS YOUR CHOICE? I have become a seeker, growing into a seer. I am Gods child and I joy in doing what my Father sent me here to do.
Alone I Fly

The riveting firsthand account of an RAF pilot’s adventures in World War II—from life-and-death situations to unusual posts that test his usual good humor. After several years at sea, Sgt Bill Bailey arrived in Cairo in 1942 as a new recruit to the RAF, hoping to fulfill his ambition to fly bombers. Within hours of his arrival he is sent on his first bombing mission as second pilot in a 104 Squadron Wellington. Hit by enemy gunfire, his aircraft suffered continual loss of altitude until hitting a rock outcrop and disintegrating. Bailey came to lying alone on a precipitous ledge and soon realized that he was the sole survivor. To stay alive in temperatures of over 100 degrees, he trudged over seemingly endless dunes at dusk and dawn, his energy gradually fading. Though he ultimately found shelter in an abandoned German reconnaissance truck, he gradually resigned himself to death. But with a last desperate inspiration Bailey realized that it might be possible to attract attention by heliograph. He found enough equipment in the truck and rigged a mast with the mirror at the top and commenced signaling, eventually being rescued by a Long Range Desert Patrol. After recuperation, Bailey rejoined his squadron and was given a new crew with whom he completed his tour. He was then sent to Malta where much to his amazement he was made ground controller of a satellite fighter airfield. This is Bailey’s uniquely harrowing and humorous account of situations beyond his control—both in and out of the cockpit—during the Second World War.