Most Read This Week In Counting

Counting is the action of finding the number of elements of a finite set of objects. The traditional way of counting consists of continually increasing a (mental or spoken) counter by a unit for every element of the set, in some order, while marking (or displacing) those elements to avoid visiting the same element more than once, until no unmarked elements are left; if the counter was set to one after the first object, the value after visiting the final object gives the desired number of elements. The related term enumeration refers to uniquely identifying the elements of a finite (combinatori ...more

Most Read This Week Tagged "Counting"

100 Mighty Dragons All Named Broccoli
10 Dogs
Mr. Watson's Chickens
Bracelets For Bina's Brothers
Frank and Bert
Some of These Are Snails (Curious Concepts)
10 Cats
Birding for Babies: Backyard Birds: A Numbers Book
One Boy Watching
10 Spooky Pumpkins
There Are No Ants in This Book
Animal Countdown
Twelve Dinging Doorbells
Rafa Counts on Papá
Dumpling Day
One Sheep, Two Sheep: A Picture Book
5 More Sleeps 'til Christmas
Latke's First Hanukkah
Too Many Rabbits
One Tiny Treefrog: A Countdown to Survival
Too Many Pigs and One Big Bad Wolf: A Counting Story
The Great Cookie Kerfuffle
Ten Owies: A Silly Picture Book About Counting Boo-Boos and Healing for Kids (Ages 4-8)
Five Little Easter Bunnies
Whole Whale
Noni the Pony Counts to a Million
Counting to Bananas: A Mostly Rhyming Fruit Book
Here We Are: Book of Numbers
Trillions of Trees: A Counting and Planting Book
1 2 3 Cats: A Cat Counting Book
1, 2, 3 Salish Sea: a Pacific Northwest Counting Book
We Are One: How the World Adds Up
Twenty Big Trucks in the Middle of Christmas
One Sun and Countless Stars: A Muslim Book of Numbers (A Muslim Book Of Concepts)
Christmas Ahoy!
Feelings Are Wild

Chelsea G. Summers
The migraine held me in its gloomy embrace. I rocked in my bed. I willed the railroad spike to remove itself from my head. I counted sheep. I counted breaths. I counted back from 100. I counted on myself. The pain in my head burned lethal umber and gold, shaped like a dagger and sharp as betrayal. I named it Detective Wasserman. I gave it flesh with my worrying, and I flayed it, inch by glorious inch.
Chelsea G. Summers, A Certain Hunger

Bonnie Jo Campbell
Donkey's greatest pleasure on any walk, day or night, was in counting, sorting, and measuring the bits and pieces of roots or closed-up flowers or nuts they collected, or the crows in the trees, but Herself sometimes got carried away by a certain kind of breeze, or by the appearance of a wet-looking mushroom poking up through the leaf litter, pink like a dog's penis, or a songbird flying off to leave an exposed egg glowing pale green in the smudged light of the moon. Or after the first hard free ...more
Bonnie Jo Campbell, The Waters

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