Crístofer Conoce A Cuate (The Chrisopher Series nº 2)

by Debra Shiveley Welch, arty (Illustrator), Daniel Cruz (Translator)

Erase una bella maňana de Abril, y en unos pocos días Crístofer celebraría su noveno cumpeaňos. Se recarcaba sobre su panza, mirando hacia afuera por la puerta deslizadiza, pensando en ese día emocionante que estaba por llegar.
El sol brillaba dorado sobre las hojas en ciernes. Miraba con una sonrisa en sus labios a los pájaros volar por entre los árboles. Una casa de pájaros colgaba de una rama del árbol cercano a las puertas, y él vigilaba a una pareja de pinzones que volaban hacia una corona que Mamá había puesto en otra rama. La corona estaba llena de plumas y de pasto en construcción del nido.

Volaban de adentro para afuera, por la pequeňa apertura, afanosamente construyendo su nido. Crístofer sabía que pronto vería a los polluelos y se ponía muy contento. Observaba a la pareja emplumada trabajadora, y de pronto se le ocurrió una idea.

Se le ocurrió una idea de lo que quería de regalos de cumpleaňos. ¡No se aguantaba para decirselo a su madre! ¡Quería un pájaro! ¡No solo un pájaro: un períco!

Crístofer se imaginaba como jugaría con su amigo. ¡Le enseňaría como subir una escalera para tocar una campana y lo entrenaría para decir muchas palabras como “Hola” y “Adiós” y “Crístofer”! Serían los mejores amigos y el períco dormiría en la habitación de Crístofer.

El problema era como convencer a Mamá y Papá. íCrístofer descansó su barbilla sobre sus puňos y se revolcaba, su mente dando vueltas como hacerle saber a Mamá la necesidad en tener un períco!

39 pages, Kindle Edition

Published May 30, 2016

About the author

I can’t remember a time when I didn’t want to write. As a child, I was always scribbling away on themes and vignettes drawn from life around me. At eleven I began to write poems, and later essays. I worked on my high school newspaper and the writing bug, which had bitten me at such a young age, became ravenous. It was then that I realized that I wanted to be an author.

In my early twenties, I wrote my own newspaper column in "The Fairfield Leader," and later for various newsletters, one of which I created, wrote and edited for the League Against Child Abuse titled "The Parent Connection." It consisted of various safety articles, such as “Halloween Safety,” and information about the various festivals and activities in Ohio, which parents and their children could attend for free or very little cost. I also worked on a coloring book and slide show, complete with a hand puppet for the story of a very special cat with a beautiful tail that everyone wanted to pet. In the story, he learns how to tell people not to touch his tail without his permission.

In my thirties I began working for American Electric Power, and there I wrote various safety articles and scripted and acted in two safety films.

I retired early, at age 38 in order to adopt. After many failed adoptions, we were finally blessed with a beautiful baby boy whom we named Christopher. As a stay at home mother, I was able to indulge myself even more with what I now knew was a multi-generation talent, descended, I found out, from generations of writers and poets. It was then that I wrote the article “Your Son is Incapable of Learning,” which was picked up by" USA Today," an excerpt from my memoir "Son of My Soul – The Adoption of Christopher." Since then, I have written nine novels (and still counting) and have won many awards of which I am proud.

I live in central Ohio with my husband Mark, a retired attorney, and my son Christopher, 25, who is majoring in Digital Photography. Chris is the light of my and Mark’s lives. As an interesting twist, upon DNA analysis in 2011, it was discovered that Chris and I are, not only 4th, but 7th cousins as well. How’s that for irony!

Thank you for visiting my profile page. I wish you a long and love-filled life. Happy reading!

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