Learning to take responsibility for choices
and actions is a tough thing to learn. It is also developmentally
foundational—a life skill! Sassy Pants Learns to take responsibility; she
models and reinforces this essential lesson in delightfully funny ways. She
takes on tasks she not sure she can handle and forgets what she knows…and then
remembers when Mom gives her “the look.” Excellent addition for early readers:
children, grandchildren, or your local library. Children and adults alike enjoy
Sassy Pants capers! Join Sassy Pants as she learns, in a humorous way, that
what seems to be a small thing can quickly grow beyond what we could imagine!
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“Look Inside”
SORRY
MAMA
Soon, Sassy Pants was
walking back and forth in front of the pig barn. Her tummy felt like it was
tied in a knot. It was still early in the morning. Birds were singing but the
butterflies and big buzzy black flies weren’t awake, yet. Except she hardly noticed
any of that. Instead, she was thinking about what she had to do.
Last year, there was
a bumper crop of piggies—too many for her mama to take care of—so Sassy Pants
was sent to live in the big house, where Farmer White's children could take
care of her. She loved living there so much she began to think she was a
people, not a pig. When she finally grew big enough to go back to the pigpen,
she did not want to go. She felt like she didn't belong there. So, whenever she
saw a chance to escape, she took it. And every time she escaped she would get
into lots of trouble.
On the days when she
couldn't escape, she would make lots of trouble
in the pigpen. In fact, she became the barnyard bully! She was sassy, too, but
she didn't care. Not even a bit. Which is why Farmer White had to teach her a
lesson the hard way. After that, she didn't make trouble anymore. Not for
anyone. Oh, she made some mistakes once in a while, but that isn't the same
thing.
After Sassy Pants
learned her hard lesson, she was a transformed pig. A good pig. Except by that
time there wasn't anyone left on the farm who wanted to be her friend. Not even
one.
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| Carol A. Brown |
“I began telling stories when I had enough brothers to make
an audience!” (Carol has four brothers and one sister!) She and her husband reside
in Juneau, Alaska. They have two daughters on the west coast and five
grandchildren. Carol was raised in a farming community in Iowa. She enjoys
reading, nature and music, playing the piano, knitting, crocheting, painting and telling stories! As a retired educator, “I dedicate myself to
knitting sweaters and spinning yarns!”
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