"A fun and informative story of appreciation and respect - Lucky Me shows young readers how to say and learn "Thank You" in many languages/cultures found across this diverse world."--

How hard-living journalist Frank Robson fell under the spell of a small dog called Lucky. At eighteen months of age, Lucky, a cream-coloured terrier, was dropped off at a vet's clinic in Queensland, abandoned by his owners and suffering from ticks and other terrors. A week from being put down he was adopted by Frank Robson and his partner, Leisa. From the start, the fluffy new member of the household proved an enigma, displaying a twelve-snort vocabulary, an ability to climb trees (the better to chase parrots) and a disdain for suburbia. In this full-blooded account of a friendship between man and dog, Robson puzzles on the sentient being who trotted into his life and taught him about survival, mateship and the joys of an independent spirit.

An award-winning story time favorite with a hilarious twist at the end. When a delicious-looking piglet knocks on Mr. Fox's door, the fox can hardly believe his good luck. It's not every day that dinner just shows up on your doorstep. It must be his lucky day! But as the piglet is quick to point out, shouldn't the fox give him a bath first? And wouldn't it be best to fatten him up a little, and give him a massage so he'll make for a nice tender roast? Preparing this feast is a lot of work, but the fox is sure it will be worth it. After all, it's his lucky day. Or is it? In a funny trickster tale of her own, Kasza keeps readers guessing until the surprise ending when they'll realize it was piglet's lucky day all along.

Ted wishes his grandma were like other kids' grandmas. Instead, she wears jeans, she tells corny jokes, and she likes to play baseball. She also embarrasses him—all the time! But when they go to the first baseball game of the season, Jake learns that his grandma is pretty cool after all.

We all have memories. Memories that we take with us and memories that may define us. Some are precious memories of joyous times, others are haunting. It is whatwe make of memories and how we change because of them that make us human.Sometimes, other people's memories and stories can change us too. Memories canbe personal or hard to tell. David Wolnerman survived the Holocaust, and this is his story. A story he so graciously told, and a story you'll never forget.