Anyone who knows me well knows that I don’t love winter. I am not sure I really even like it that much…. unless we have freshly fallen snow. It seems like we have had just enough little dustings to keep everything looking fresh and beautiful. We took advantage of a warmer, snowy day to get outside and run around a little!
During these winter days of indoor play, we sometimes feel the need for a few extra reminders about using kind words and the consequences of our words to one another. This book is a favorite of mine – it reminds us that our words can be hurtful to others and how kind words are as sweet as the taste of red, ripe strawberries. This is a Cherokee legend by Joseph Bruchac, an award-winning Native American story teller. It is a story explaining how strawberries came to be. Man and woman quarreled and woman ran away. The sun sent different kinds of berries to slow her down and allow man to catch her and apologize. We have read this story a few times this winter!