Dead Men Tell No Tales January 18 2015
A word of caution - this post contains excessive use of pirate lingo. Pirate glossary follows.
If dead men tell no tales, then the Bozzy Book Club pirates spared us because I am thrilled to share our fun and wacky adventures at this week's book club with you. We walked the plank and narrowly escaped a trip to Davy Jones' locker for it was, after all, PIRATE'S TREASURE WEEK at the BBC.
Snow crystals glistened in the crisp winter sun as I walked into the Boscawen for another BBC meeting. It was contemplative, warm and inspiring at the Bozzy headquarters. So much so that my littlest scallywag decided it was a suitable setting for perfecting the art of crayon ear balancing. Would you look at that concentration and skill?
And then the quiet dissipated as the rapscallions trickled in two by two. They each found their perch at the craft tables and created treasure maps while they waited for the club to convene.
Once we had all hands on deck and this gentle pirate climbed on board, we set sail. If pirates looked like this five centuries ago, their tales would be a sweet and gentle marriage between Jane Austen and Johnny Depp.
Judy, the Pied Piper of the Bozzy Team, caroused the kids with a raucous, though oddly endearing, rendition of A Pirate Went to Sea, Sea, Sea. And well, sink me! The transformation of Judy into Fluffbucket Patch Beard (her pirate name) before our very eyes was incredible. Sweet, loveable, beautiful Judy with a smile that goes on for days became a scoundrel with the quick flip of a switch. The kids were smitten, and with absolute reckless abandon Judy forgot that anyone else was present, or that cameras were in the room, to give them a good time. Shiver me timbers, I was a bit scared.
As the more subdued landlubber of the team I had a hard act to follow, but I did give the kids something they all wanted - their very own pirate names.
We had Squidlips Eddie Three Gates, Mad Patch Bart, Dead Man Creeper Sparrow, Bucko John O'Malley, Freebooter John Beard, and Captain Patch Kidd among us, to name just a few. It took no time at all for them to shed their sweet spirits and embody their pirate personas.
Kate, or Scallywag Patch Barnacle, made a gangway and created a pirate themed Mad Lib with the kids once again that is undoubtedly becoming the highlight of our book club. The children love to watch their story unfold and are empowered by their contributions to the silly tales that they make with Kate. These stories are funny, wildly nonsensical, and absolutely perfect for kids. They deserve to be heard and we hope to share them in a compilation of Tales of the Bozzy Book Club.
We then moved into our book of the week reading. I pulled out my well worn copy of Oak Island - A Tale of Two Treasures written by (ahem) myself and illustrated by my husband Travis Hiltz. The kids were attentive and observant, except that little crayon ear balancing matey Stinky Head Bart creeping mischievously behind me as I read. They recognized the treasure chests depicted all over the Oak Island images and grasped the meaning of the tale - that the island itself is the treasure.
Judy then brought the buccaneers in for another shanty - Going on a Treasure Hunt. This woman was made for entertaining children and the familiarity of the song made a great interactive activity. It also proved to be the perfect segue into the book club finale - A Lunenburg Treasure Hunt. The kids were given clues that led to Lunenburg landmarks and ended at the Boscawen where we had hidden a sweet treasure treat.
The kids had a rip roaring time and Judy, Kate, and I were pleased to have satisfied them once again. When I got home I was filled with pirate angst and Arghhhs. I just had to splice the main brace with a clap o' thunder to bring me down!
If you would like to check out this week's Bozzy Book Club book, you can find Oak Island - A Tale of Two Treasures right here. Just hit the Catalog tab above and keep on clicking.
Our next Bozzy Book Club gathering will be held on February 4th at the Boscawen Inn. Kate Lum-Potvin, the Queen of the Bozzy Mad Lib, will be sharing another engaging story with the kids about Mr. Ping and his search for the perfect home in his new town. Kate will be joined by her husband, musician Bryan Potvin, for a lively duet of Mr. Ping's favourite song Ho Hoppity Lo. I am really excited for this one!
Pirate glossary (www.pirateglossary.com):
Dead Men Tell No Tales - the reason why pirates leave no survivors.
Davy Jones' Locker - to die at sea, referring to Davy Jones who was said to sink every ship that he took over.
Scallywag - a villainous or mischievous person.
Rapscallion - a mischievous person.
Sink me! - an expression of surprise.
Shiver me timbers! - an expression of surprise or strong emotion.
Landlubber - a person unfamiliar with the sea.
Gangway - an interjection used to clear a passage through a crowded area.
Buccaneers - heavy drinking, cruel pirates.
Splice the Main Brace - to have a drink or perhaps several drinks.
Clap o' Thunder - a strong alcoholic drink.
The Joy of Reading (and Christmas too) December 03 2014
This past weekend was very busy for families and businesses in Lunenburg. The town was buzzing with Christmas events that included tree and schooner lightings, craft fairs, carolling, local shop sales and celebrations, the annual Santa Claus parade and a pervasive yuletide feeling throughout the streets. There was so much happening that it was a challenge to fit it all in – a great feeling for a small community.
We were honoured to play a small part in this weekend when we were asked by the Fisheries Museum of the Atlantic (http://fisheriesmuseum.novascotia.ca) to give a reading and signing of our Oak Island children’s book. The fisheries museum plays an integral role in our family’s calendar of fun. We visit dozens of times a year and often find ourselves in the museum’s aquarium or at the Tidal Touch Tank on what-do-we-do-today? days. If you are in Lunenburg, the Fisheries Museum is a must see for the young and old.
Our evening began with friends and sweet children snuggled around us as we read in the museum’s kids corner. It was a treat to read to this adorable and attentive group of children and interesting to observe them as they arrived and scooped up books to read to themselves.
From there we stepped outside of the museum with our hot cider to join in a countdown to the lighting of the fishing vessels. We then danced to live music on the wharf and even tried roasted chestnuts, provided by the Grand Banker Bar and Grill (www.grandbanker.com), for the very first time. It was a fantastic way to begin the season.
Thank you to the fisheries museum, to those who joined us at the museum on this very chilly night and to our good friend and talented local photographer Madeleine Kendall for photographing the event (www.madeleinekendall.com).
Hidden Treasure November 14 2014
There once was a man who lived in a little house in a little town. He had a little wife and together they had three little girls. This little house was filled with silliness and not a little, but a lot of noise. Under the stairs in this little loud house was a little closet that was filled with treasure. Oak Island treasure. The treasure was not in chests, but in boxes. The treasure was neither gold nor diamonds. It was books - books filled with pictures and words of truth and adventure; of exploration and empowerment.
This tiny room was once a storage closet prior to its life as a toy closet and now its re-incarnation as the Woolly Thyme Press stock room. Though I must admit, it still doubles as a craft supply storage facility and possibly triples as the Christmas elves stock room! Someday, I will be brave enough to give you a tour of the facility, but for now that vault is sealed.
Stay tuned for a sneak peak of our press headquarters ... which doubles as our dining room.
These are the realities of a grass roots press.