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  <about><![CDATA[Myron Uhlberg is the critically acclaimed and award-winning author of a number of children’s books. He recently published a memoir of his life in Brooklyn, New York, growing up the oldest hearing son of deaf parents.  He lives with his wife in Santa Monica and Palm Springs. <br/><br/>]]></about>
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    <![CDATA[Hands of My Father: A Hearing Boy, His Deaf Parents, and the Language of Love]]>
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    <![CDATA[By turns heart-tugging and hilarious, Myron Uhlberg’s memoir tells the story of growing up as the hearing son of deaf parents—and his life in a world that he found unaccountably beautiful, even as he longed to escape it.<br/><br/>“Does sound have rhythm?” my father asked. “Does it rise and fall like the ocean? Does it come and go like the wind?”<br/><br/>Such were the kinds of questions that Myron Uhlberg’s deaf father asked him from earliest childhood, in his eternal quest to decipher, and to understand, the elusive nature of sound. Quite a challenge for a young boy, and one of many he would face.<br/><br/>Uhlberg’s first language was American Sign Language, the first sign he learned: “I love you.” But his second language was spoken English—and no sooner did he learn it than he was called upon to act as his father’s ears and mouth in the stores and streets of the neighborhood beyond their silent apartment in Brooklyn.<br/><br/>Resentful as he sometimes was of the heavy burdens heaped on his small shoulders, he nonetheless adored his parents, who passed on to him their own passionate engagement with life. These two remarkable people married and had children at the absolute bottom of the Great Depression—an expression of extraordinary optimism, and typical of the joy and resilience they were able to summon at even the darkest of times.<br/><br/>From the beaches of Coney Island to Ebbets Field, where he watches his father’s hero Jackie Robinson play ball, from the branch library above the local Chinese restaurant where the odor of chow mein rose from the pages of the books he devoured to the hospital ward where he visits his polio-afflicted friend, this is a memoir filled with stories about growing up not just as the child of two deaf people but as a book-loving, mischief-making, tree-climbing kid during the remarkably eventful period that spanned the Depression, the War, and the early fifties.]]>
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    <![CDATA[It is the summer of 1947 and a highly charged baseball season is underway in New York. Jackie Robinson is the new first baseman for the Brooklyn Dodgers--and the first black player in Major League Baseball. A young boy shares the excitement of Robinson's rookie season with his deaf father.   Each day he listens eagerly to the Brooklyn Dodgers games on the radio. When his father arrives home from work, the boy uses sign language to tell him about the Dodgers. His father begins to keep a scrapbook, clipping photos and articles about Jackie. Finally one day the father delivers some big news: they are going to Ebbets Field to watch Jackie play in person!   Author Myron Uhlberg offers a nostalgic look back at 1947, and pays tribute to Jackie Robinson, the legendary athlete and hero who brought a father and son--and an entire New York community--together for one magical summer. Illustrator Colin Bootman's realistic, full-color illustrations capture the details of the period and the excitement of an entire city as Robinson helps the Dodgers win the long-awaited pennant. ]]>
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    <![CDATA[&quot;As a boy, my father learned to speak with his hands. As a man, he learned how to turn lead-type letters into words and sentences. My father loved being a printer.&quot;     THE SETTING IS NEW YORK IN THE 1940s Each day the narrator, a young boy, watches as his father goes off to work in the noisy printing factory where presses the size of small houses produce the daily newspapers. But the boy's father only hears the machines' loud pounding and rumbling as vibrations through the soles of his shoes; he is deaf.   Although his father communicates with a few other deaf printers through his hands, he feels largely cut off from and ignored by his hearing co-workers. Then when a silent deadly fire erupts in the noisy pressroom, it is up to the father to save his fellow workers. But how will he tell them of the danger when they cannot hear them?   Author Myron Uhlberg draws on his own childhood experiences as the hearing son of deaf parents to create this dramatic, evocative story. The narrative reflects a respect for deaf culture and the unique gifts each individual possesses. Historical details, are deftly rendered and brought to life in the full-color illustrations. In this unusual tale, a father and son show their love for each other, as well as their dedication to a craft that creates words and sentences. Henri Sorenson's extraordinary paintings dramatize the powerful text, which illuminates the many ways we connect with one another. ]]>
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    <![CDATA[A magical story of how a young boy's everyday world is transformed into a snow-covered wonderland through the force of a blizzard and the power of a dream     A YOUNG BOY trudges through deep snow in a neighborhood park. Suddenly a strong wind grabs his coat and lifts the child up into the air. Soon the boy is soaring high above his strangely silent, snow-covered neighborhood. As he flies over familiar sites--a bridge over a frozen river, a baseball field, and an amusement park--he gains a new perspective on the world around him. The boy's airborne adventure provides a magical--if temporary--escape from the routine of everyday life. In the end the boy returns to the safety of his home and family, but is left wondering: Was it all just a marvelous dream or did it really happen?   Author Myron Uhlberg's story is based in part on his own childhood memories of the Great Blizzard of 1947 which blanketed Brooklyn and the surrounding area under several feet of snow. An author's note at the back of the book provides details about the snowstorm and places this fantasy in its historical context. Illustrator Gerald Fitzgerald's two-page, gently softened illustrations beautifully evoke the story's nostalgia and dreamlike quality.]]>
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    <![CDATA[Mad Dog McGraw is one mean dog. He barks like crazy, growls at trucks,  snaps at clouds, and shows his teeth to the wind. His young neighbor, the spiky  red-haired narrator of the story, always goes the other way when he sees Mad Dog  coming. When the pitiless pooch still chases him home, the boy takes action.  First he learns how to walk on stilts--but one of them gets caught in a crack.  Then he tries to fly away with an umbrella--but the wind dies down. It isn't  until he introduces a cat he calls Bait to Mad Dog--with surprising  results--that our hero begins to comprehend what this tooth-gnashing, snapping,  yelping canine really wants.<p>  Lydia Monks's paint and color montage illustrations are quirky and deliberately  flat-looking, with photographic bits of real denim, leaves, leopard-print, and  lettering blended into the wonderful paintings. Mad Dog's tail is nothing more  than a wiry bent line, and on each page, the spot around his eye has a different  white-on-black newsprint fragment. For every dog lover, there's another person  who hates and fears man's best friend. Thanks to Myron Uhlberg and Monks, the  world need not seem a dangerous, fang-ridden place anymore--Mad Dog McGraw is a  sweet pup at heart, longing only for a playmate and a little affection. (Ages 4  to 7) <em>--Emilie Coulter</em></p>]]>
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    <![CDATA[&quot;At night, while the other villagers dreamed of catching fish, Lemuel dreamed of sailing over the horizon.&quot;     L EMUEL IS A FISHERMAN and a fool. He dreams of building a boat that will take him across the sea to the enchanted, magical city that he is sure must lie just beyond the horizon.   As time passes, his dream grows stronger and despite his wife's protests, Lemuel sets out on his journey. How will he know he's going the right way? He ties a red scarf on the bow and a rope to the stern; as long as the scarf waves before him and the rope trails behind, he knows he'll be heading in the right direction.   Disoriented after a storm, Lemuel lands near a strange new village--except that it's strangely familiar, from the boats drawn up on the dock, to the hissing cats in the street, to the woman who looks and talks exactly like his own dear wife and lives in a house exactly like his own. The strange woman even calls him by name and makes him come home for dinner--where the furniture looks just like that in his home and the clothes he changes into fit him quite well.   Later that night, a very confused Lemuel sets sail for home, telling himself, &quot;I've had enough of this madness.&quot; With the red scarf before him and the rope trailing behind, he's confident he'll arrive at home again--and be safely back among the familiar.    A great fan of Jewish folklore, especially the rich tradition of &quot;fools&quot; and stories of Chelm, Myron Uhlberg also looked to his own family for inspiration when writing Lemuel the Fool. His maternal grandfather, John, was consumed by wanderlust and &quot;was always looking for the next great adventure, the next opportunity, the next place he could prosper--which was always somewhere else.&quot; Young readers will enjoy the silly charm of Lemuel's journey, beautifully illustrated by Sonja Lamut. ]]>
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