From Emmy award-winning journalist Elisa Boxer comes an inspiring YA anthology of 35 trailblazing women from all walks of life, detailing their struggles and achievements and featuring a personal message from each woman written just for this book, telling their younger selves what they wish they had known growing up.

"With magical, concise and perceptive poems, Newbery-Honor winning author Joyce Sidman captures the life of a tree frog in an intimate and moving way. A master of the science note, her fascinating sidebars help bind the twin poems together and ground our perspective. We learn how treefrogs have sticky toe pads, how they still themselves when in danger, how they can change from green to gray to camouflage themselves - even how they eat their own skins, which is full of nutrients. The narrator's connection with this small creature brings solace, comfort, and a sense of mystery"--

It is easy to delete texts, numbers, and posts on social media, but how do you delete the love for your soul mate out of your life? Professor Riley did not have an answer for her eager students, but she did have love, experience, and the wisdom of her three best friends to offer. In her mind, she was like the modern-day Job from the Christian Bible. What would happen if God took away everything that you know and love to see if you would shake, bend, and break? Before she was a professor, she was a female who wanted to love one man and be loved by him forever. Love doesnt work that way, though.

Just a few of the words of presidential wisdom found in Dear Young Friend: “I rejoice that you have learnt to write,…for as this is done with a goosequill, you know the value of a goose.” –Thomas Jefferson, to his granddaughter, Cornelia Randolph “As to the whiskers, having never worn any, do you not think people would call it a bit of silly affection if were to begin now?” –Abraham Lincoln to Grace Bedell “If we are successful [in the election], it will not be handsome behavior for any of my family to exhibit exultation or talk boastingly, or be in vain about it.” –Rutherford B. Hayes, to his son “Ruddy” “The other sixty cents are for my other six grandchildren. They are not born yet.” –Theodore Roosevelt, to Marjorie Sterrett, who was collecting dimes to fund a battleship “The John Birchers are just Ku Klux without the nightshirts.” –Harry Truman to David S. McCracken “If you really believe, you will see them. My [Irish] ‘little people’ are very small, wear tall black stovepipe hats, green coats and pants, and have long, white beards.” –John Kennedy to Mark Aaron Perdue Presidents since Washington have written to children. Chief executives prior to the overwhelmingly busy present even went through the White House mail themselves, choosing what to answer—a task in the e-mail age now impossible. Some earlier presidents, even as late as Eisenhower, confided opinions to young people that they rarely confessed to their peers. The letters range in subject form the monumental to the immaterial—although almost nothing is insignificant to a child.

We have got so many people talking about love and what it requires, but my aim is to talk to our Young Black Queens, helping them restore their mental health, physical health and spiritual health. We have been characterized as ugly, as angry black woman, complicated, ignorant and much more, but truth be told we are just continuing a cycle that the slave matters induced our ancestors into. It is time to break that cycle. We are not of the above, but we are still broken carrying the weight of what our ancestors brought forth. It is time to teach the Young Black Queens that they are beyond beautiful and there is absolutely no reason to feel inferior because of the color of our skin.