Meet Sandy Asher
One of my happiest childhood
memories is of the many hours I spent in the children’s reading room of the
Free Library at Logan Square in Philadelphia, PA, where I grew up. Way back
then, I thought there could be nothing more wonderful than to write a book
someone would love as much as I loved my favorites. I still think so.
And I still love to visit
libraries.
I began creating plays in second
grade at James G. Blaine Elementary School. That was my idea of “let’s
pretend” — making up stories to be acted out, telling my friends where to
stand, what to say, and when to say it. I guess they enjoyed it as much
as I did, because we rehearsed a lot and performed for our class and,
eventually, the entire school. My teachers were always encouraging,
even those I lampooned mercilessly in my script for the senior class play, “My
Fair Bear,” at Germantown High. They let me graduate anyway.
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My professional writing career
began with the publication of poems in literary journals and stories, poems,
and articles in children’s magazines, including Highlights for Children,
Humpty Dumpty’s Magazine, and Weekly Reader. The
playwriting continued, too, with several plays in Plays
Magazine. My first book
for young readers, SUMMER BEGINS, was published in 1980. Since then, I’ve written 25 more — YA novels,
chapter books for middle schoolers, and picture books for the very young.
Meet Sandy's Books
Chicken Story Time
Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to story time at the library,
of course! The children like the chicken, the chicken likes the
children, and everyone loves story time. So it’s no surprise that more
children (and more chickens!) get in on the fun until there are more
kids and critters than the librarian knows what to do with. Luckily, she
comes up with a creative solution and manages to find little R & R
for herself.
Too Many Frogs
Rabbit lives alone. He cooks for himself, cleans up for himself, and at
the end of the day, reads himself a story. It's a simple life, and he
likes it. But one evening, Froggie shows up at his door. He wants to
listen to Rabbit's story, too. While eating a snack-or three. While
lounging on a pillow-or ten. And bringing over his family-dozens and
dozens of frogs! Rabbit has finally had enough; Froggie will have to
go! But when he sits down alone to read himself a story, Rabbit
realizes something is missing: someone to listen; someone to share a
wonderful story.
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