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Should We Burn Babar?: Essays on Children's Literature and the Power of Stories
Should We Burn Babar?: Essays on Children's Literature and the Power of Stories
A new edition of the prizewinning educator's thoughts on the politics of children's literature, including a new essay written for this volume.

In "provocative and entertaining essays [that] will appeal to reflective readers, parents, and educators" (Library Journal), one of the country's foremost education writers looks at the stories we tell our children. Available now in a revised edition, including a new essay on the importance of "stoop-sitting" and storytelling, Should We Burn Babar? challenges some of the chestnuts of children's literature. Highlighting instances of racism, sexism, and condescension that detract from the tales being told, Kohl provides strategies for detecting bias in stories written for young people and suggests ways to teach kids to think critically about what they read.

Beginning with the title essay on Babar the elephant, the book includes essays on Pinocchio, the history of progressive education, and a call for the writing of more radical children's literature. As the Hungry Mind Review concluded, "Kohl's prescriptions for renewing our schools through the use of stories and storytelling are impassioned, well-reasoned, and readable."

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From 'mad dog' to puppy, Gaddafi welcomes Blair and brings desert country in from the cold By Ben Russell in Tripoli Friday, 26 March 2004 The face of what was once the world's most feared dictator peered out of the open door of a battered Bedouin tent, pitched in an untidy encampment by the side of a dusty road running through the cereal crops just south of the Libyan capital, Tripoli. The face of what was once the world's most feared dictator peered out of the open door of a battered Bedouin tent, pitched in an untidy encampment by the side of a dusty road running through the cereal crops just south of the Libyan capital, Tripoli. Colonel Muammar Gaddafi, famous for keeping world leaders waiting for hours before admitting them to the traditional tents which are a symbol of his desert upbringing, emerged into the hazy sunlight as he waited for Tony Blair's motorcade to arrive. Two minutes later, at 12.10pm Tripoli time, Mr Blair strode across the dandelion-covered verge to shake the 62-year-old dictator by the hand, his smile indicating that one of the world's most reviled pariah states was coming in from the cold. There was no sign of the kiss on both cheeks that had been rumoured to be Col Gaddafi's favoured greeting. Sources said that had never been discussed with their hosts. Col Gaddafi, dressed in floor-length black robes, brown embroidered tunic and traditional cloth hat, greeted the Prime Minister, breaking from Arabic to English, asking him about his flight. Mr Blair, very much the Western leader in navy suit and electric blue tie said: "It's good to be here after so many months." Col Gaddafi replied with a reference to the war on terror. He told Mr Blair: "You did a lot of fighting on this issue. You look exhausted." Mr Blair said simply: "There has been a lot to do." "You look young," Col Gaddafi told his guest, in a model of diplomatic small talk. Mr Blair replied: "That's not what the British press said. They like to continuously publish pictures of what I looked like 10 years ago and show how I have aged." Col Gaddafi, sympathised: "You don't look like that to me." But Mr Blair said: "You age a lot in this job". Thus began more than an hour of talks between the two men in Col Gaddafi's tent, his favoured greeting place for foreign dignitaries, visible to the assembled press and officials as the warm scented breeze blew through the open doorway. The atmosphere was relaxed, with security handled with a light tough for one of the great closed countries of the world. Across the road, a herd of the Libyan leader's camels grunted as they grazed on the roadside, a Libyan security official using a stick to wave them away from the two leaders talking just feet away. Mr Blair, who was suffering from the after-effects of a heavy cold, had landed at Tripoli 40 minutes earlier, to be greeted by the Prime Minister, Shukri Ghanem, and the Foreign Minister, Abdul Rahmen Shalgam. A seven-year-old boy kissed him on both cheeks on the red and gold carpet and presented him with a huge bouquet of yellow and pink blooms in front of a 50-strong guard of troops. Mr Blair's motorcade sped through the dusty, low rise streets of Tripoli past bemused looking onlookers and posters of their leader to what the Libyans called al-mahal, or "the place" on the outskirts of the city where Col Gaddafi had made his encampment. It was a strange setting for a meeting which, only a few months ago, would have been regarded as unthinkable. Seven sun-bleached and rather worn beige and khaki tents in the traditional Bedouin style were pitched between fields of cereal, anchored down by rough concrete blocks. Inside, the tents were gaudily decorated in a print of pineapple plants and camels, traditional woven bowls hanging on the walls. Plain strip lights were attached to the tent posts, and red patterned carpets covered the floors. Outside the tent set aside for the meeting was a small charcoal fire burning in an iron grate. Four cheap white plastic chairs like refugees from a suburban garden stood incongruously outside. A small table outside bore teapots and two plastic bottles of mineral water. Mr Blair sat in an upholstered wooden armchair opposite the Libyan dictator as they talked, Mr Blair sitting forward, listening intently while his host sprawled on his chair, legs crossed. One hour and 10 minutes later, the two men emerged and walked the few yards to a second khaki tent where they sat on overstuffed armchairs for an official lunch of couscous with fish fresh from the Mediterranean, the menu selected as authentic Libyan fare inoffensive to the Western palate. Meanwhile, Mr Shalgam briefed journalists on trade, his country's hatred of al-Qa'ida and willingness to join the global fight against international terrorism as he presented his country as a new partner with Britain and the West. One reporter asked: &q
DEVENTER, VIEW FROM LEBUINUS TOWER
DEVENTER, VIEW FROM LEBUINUS TOWER
Deventer was probably founded by the English missionary Lebuinus around 768, who built a wooden church on the right bank of River IJssel. This was not the first human settlement at the location: from the Bronze Age to about 400 A.D. there was at Colmschate, 4 km east of the city centre, a settlement; remains of it were excavated between 1981 and 2006. The story, telling that in the Roman age there probably was a stronghold called Daventria in place, proved to be a fantasy. The favorable location has probably seen habitation ever since. City Rights and Medieval Times The village of Deventer, already being important because of a trading road crossing the river IJssel, was looted and burnt down by the Vikings in 882. It was immediately rebuilt and fortified with an earthen wall (in the street Stenen Wal remains of this have been excavated and restored). Deventer received city rights in 956. From this date fortifications were built or replaced by stone walls around the city for defense. Between 1000 and 1500, Deventer grew to be a flourishing trade city because of its harbour on the river IJssel, which was reachable for large ships. The city was a member of the Hanseatic League In the 15th century, the city had a common mint, where coins for the 3 IJssel cities Deventer, Zwolle and Kampen were made. Deventer is the place of birth of Geert Groote and home to his Brethren of the Common Life, a school of religious thought that was of great influence on Thomas a Kempis and Erasmus in later times. It had book printing shops as early as from 1477 on, and an internationally famous Latin School, where the famous scholar Desiderius Erasmus went, when he was a boy. 16th–20th century Between 1500 and 1800 the mass of water flowing through the IJssel decreased, decreasing the importance of Deventer's harbour. The competition of trade centres in Holland, as well as the religious war between 1568 and 1648, brought a decline in the city's economy. In the 18th century, some iron industry came to Deventer. East of it, so-called "oer", a kind of sand containing iron, was found from about 900 onwards. From this material, ore was produced and brought to town. The main road of the villages Okkenbroek, Lettele and Schalkhaar is still named: Oerdijk (Ore Dyke). In the 19th century, Deventer became an industrial town. Bicycles, carpets, tins and cans for foods and drinks, cigars, books, machinery, mattresses were produced until between 1920 and 1970. World War II In its long history, Deventer has seen few military engagements ( although it was a garrison city of the Dutch cavalry) but her industrial area and harbour were bombed heavily during World War II. Luckily, her city centre was largely spared and the city has a scenery which has remained largely unchanged for the past few centuries. A female Jewish poet and writer, Etty Hillesum, lived in Deventer during the war before being deported to Auschwitz. In Schalkhaar, a village only 2 km north-east of the city centre, a barracks was used by the German occupying forces to train Nazi policemen. The compound is now a centre for asylum seekers. Deventer has been somewhat popular with the film industry; the famous film A Bridge Too Far shot all of her scenes taking place in nearby Arnhem in Deventer as Arnhem itself no longer had a historic center. Modern Times The city's trade and industry is still of some importance. In Deventer is, among others, a factory producing central heating systems, as well as an important editor and publisher named Kluwer. Also the famous Deventer honey cake (Deventer Koek), with a history of over 500 years, is still produced and sold all over the Netherlands. (WIKIPEDIA)

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