Jack learns to play baseball.

This is the story of a super-genius we nicknamed Weird Jack because he acted like no one else. He led me and my cousin Jeff on a series of misadventures from a Krishna Temple to a mental institution in just two years. Jack began acting strange and was committed to a mental hospital by his father. I wasnt sure he belonged there and helped him escape. Sorry, cant give away the ending . . .

A typical family—husband, wife and two children—were thrust into a life of uncertainty when their youngest son, Jack, was diagnosed with autism. Together, the family navigated a new reality they could not perceive while guiding Jack through a world his mind struggled to comprehend. Their hardest trial, however, came when Jack was diagnosed with brain cancer as a teen. MY NAME IS JACK JOHNSON, BUT I’M NOT THE SINGER is the story of a family’s love, perseverance, and determination in the face of unpredictable difficulties. Through Jill Johnson’s journal writings and memories, we get an insightful view into autism, childhood cancer, and the strength of a unique young man. Often touching, sometimes funny, and occasionally heartbreaking, this memoir is Jack’s walk through a life well-lived, not because of adversity, but in spite of it.

A boy named Jack trades a cow for a handful of beans. But Jack isn't crazy--he's been haunted since the day his father climbed up into the clouds and vanished. When the beans provide a way for Jack to pursue his father, he enters the Giant's world, where he not only discovers the terrifying ends of greed and desire, but sustenance, love, and the means to build a life.

The hilarious tale of hijinks and heroism, as told by big dog Jack, is now in paperback with fun, bright cover art. Jack and his girlfriend, Petra the Samoyed, run off. When Jack's owner has an accident while trying to find them, Jack gets to be the hero.

Folktales from Western Newfoundland sont des contes populaires inédits racontés par Angela Kerfont de Port-au-Port, et recueillis à Terre-Neuve par Marie-Annick Desplanques. Ces textes qui sont des contes de fées, avec princes, princesses et géants, intéressent aussi bien les amateurs de folklore et ceux qui l'étudient que de jeunes lecteurs. En raison de l'origine française de la conteuse, certains gallicismes apparaissent dans son langage ; ils ont été conservés pour garder le caractère origi¬nal de la narration, mais ont été imprimés en italique pour que les jeunes lecteurs puissent s'exercer à trouver les formes équivalentes en anglais courant. Ces textes ont une grande fraîcheur et leur spontanéité un peu rude dégage une réelle poésie locale.

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Weirc Comic Incorporated (AKA WCI) is known for its odd characters such as Koltar The Mighty Immortal, The Crimson Protector, Moonchild, Captain Saltire and Claws Son of Santa. You could find out how such characters were created and about the lives of their creators...well you could if WCI actually existed. In reality William Robert Webb III has created a fictional hisory for a comic book company that never was. Here you can read about this completely made up yet fascinating company. At first the book Simply Weird: The (fake) History of Weird Comics Incorporated, a (fake) Comic Book Company will make you ask why was this written and then by the time you finish reading it you won't care.

The fourth in the series of PhoNoNonsense Books is Jack the Yak. Jack the Yak focuses on the vowel sound in "Jack", "yak" and the consonant sound (k) in "Jack", "yak" and the many varieties of spellings of these two sounds. The story tells of the playful adventures of Jack and his twin brother Zach.

The Alaska Gold Rush started in 1880 and lasted until World War II. What made it so unusual was that many of the sourdoughs never left. They stayed on, year after year, sloshing through the freezing waters of thousands of streams, looking for the elusive yellow metal. Some became wealthy, and most of those spent their lifetime’s-worth of gold in a few months of wild living. Most just made enough to feed themselves. They lived in squalid cabins and survived on beans, caribou and wild onions. These are tales of the men and women who preferred to stay in Alaska rather than return to the cities—and the families—left behind. Many of them had very good reason to not want to return. Besides, Alaska was a wild and wooly place where there were no rules—except for the ones you made up as you went along.