Podcast appearances and mentions of Laura E Richards

The opening stanzas of Hebrew poetry in Genesis 1 declare that God saw all He had made—and it was very good. The Hebrew creation narrative goes on to reveal humanity's invitation to live within the goodness of the Creator and to share that goodness with one another.But where has all the goodness gone in our world?On Good Friday, God in Christ entered fully into human suffering and sin while extending mercy and forgiveness. Then, on Easter Sunday, the sustaining goodness of God broke through—proving it will prevail over every gravestone and every injustice.As the people of God, we are invited to live in this promise and to share this goodness with our neighbors, both near and far.Scriptures: Genesis 1–3, 1 Corinthians 15Concluding Story: The Coming of the King by Laura E. Richards, read by Jan Bretz

In tonight's episode, Lance narrates Little Benjamin by Laura E. Richards.Thank you for being part of the Dozing Off community.Sleep well!

Daily QuoteMost of the change we think we see in life is due to truths being in and out of favor. (Robert Frost)Poem of the Day赠白马王彪（其四）曹植Beauty of WordsThe Coming of the KingLaura E. Richards

In tonight's episode, Lance narrates The Shed Cabin by Laura E. Richards.Thank you for being part of the Dozing Off community.Sleep well!

We may envy others until they show us a new perspective on life.  Listen to "The Golden Windows" by Laura Richards to see how this happened to one little boy.  Read by Joette Solandro.

Albert and Mike review the short story by Laura E. Richards, The Coming of the King. And they take time to see what we can all learn from the children in this story.

Welcome to Campfire Classics, a Literary Comedy Podcast!! With Heather reporting in from shipboard quarantine off the coast of Puerto Rico, it's time for another episode of your favorite "edu-taining" "literary" "comedy" podcast.  Wow, that's a lot of sarcastic quotey fingers... But, Heather is back at the mic, and she has selected a story for Ken to read from a new (to us) author name Laura E. Richards.  The story is called "Maine to the Rescue", and though there is a little confusion at first regarding what the heck is actually happening, once we get into the meat of the story it is charming. In truth, the bulk of the episode seems to be a subtle game of "Tell me how old you are without telling me how old you are" as your hosts get sidetracked making jokes about Sir Mix-a-Lot, Sisqó, and Milli Vanilli.  They also discuss starting a new podcast, the origins of American sign language, and babies in thongs. Remember to tell five friends to check out Campfire Classics. Now sit back, light a fire (or even a candle), grab a drink, and enjoy.

This story isn't really a story. It's a poem. What makes it's both unique and fun is that every word has just one syllable.Why don't you read along:The black cat satIn the fat man's hat;“Oh, dear!” the fat man said.“May the great gray batCatch the bad black catWho has left me no hatFor my head!”The big brown bearTried to curl his hairTo go to the Fair so gay.But he looked such a frightThat his aunt took flight,And he cried till night, they say.A pale pink pig,In a large blond wig,Danced a wild, wild jigOn the lea;But a rude old goat,In a sky-blue coat,Said, “You're nought but a shoat, tee hee!”A poor old KingSold his gay gold ringFor to buy his old wife some cream;But the cat lapped it upWith a sip and a sup,And his tears ran down in a stream.A large red cowTried to make a bow,But did not know how,They say.For her legs got mixed,And her horns got fixed,And her tail would getIn her way.A boy named SamHad a fat pet ram,And gave him some jamFor his tea;But the fat pet ramTried to butt poor Sam,Till he had to turnAnd flee.A girl named JaneHad a sad, bad painIn the place where she woreHer belt;She mopped and she mowed,And she screamed aloud,Just to show the crowdHow she felt.A sad, thin apeBought some wide white tapeTo trim a new capeFor his niece;But a bold buff calf,With a loud, rude laugh,Bit off one whole halfFor his geese.A pert, proud henLaid an egg, and thenSaid “Cluck!” and “cluck!” and“cluck!”Said the cock, “Had I knownYou would take that tone,I would have wooed noneBut a duck!”

This episode is based on The Coming of the King by Laura E. Richards; first published in 1881. (Music Composer: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart; Performer: Musopen Symphony) --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/kara-germany/support

Here's a story about a little boy who sees one thing from far away and something quite different on closer inspection.What we see with our eyes can change depending on where we are when we see it, just like what we think is true can be different depending on our personal beliefs and perspective.

"What you see depends not only on what you look AT but also on where you look FROM." ~ James Deacon   Get the show notes and close reading guide here. 

This episode we read the poem The John-Betty Table by Laura E. Richards. You're going to learn a lot about math listening to this one. You will really be able to count sheep now. Now listen....then get to sleep.

ONCE the Play Angel came into a nursery where four little children sat on the floor with sad and troubled faces. “What is the matter, dears?” asked the Play Angel. “We wanted to have a grand feast!” said the child whose nursery it was. “Yes, that would be delightful!” said the Play Angel. “But there is only one cookie!” said the child whose nursery it was. “And it is a very small cookie!” said the child who was a cousin, and therefore felt a right to speak. “Not big enough for myself!” said the child whose nursery it was. The other two children said nothing, because they were not relations; but they looked at the cookie with large eyes, and their mouths went up in the middle and down at the sides. “Well,” said the Play Angel, “suppose we have the feast just the same! I think we can manage it.” She broke the cookie into four pieces, and gave one piece to the littlest child. “See!” she said. “This is a roast chicken, a Brown Bantam. It is just as brown and crispy as it can be, and there is cranberry sauce on one side, and on the other a little mountain of mashed potato; it must be a volcano, it smokes so. Do you see?” “Yes!” said the littlest one; and his mouth went down in the middle and up at the corners. The Play Angel gave a piece to the next child. “Here,” she said, “is a little pie! Outside, as you see, it is brown and crusty, with a wreath of pastry leaves round the edge and ‘For You' in the middle; but inside it is all chicken and ham and jelly and hard-boiled eggs. Did ever you see such a pie?” “Never I did!” said the child. “Now here,” said the Angel to the third child, “is a round cake. Look at it! the frosting is half an inch thick, with candied rose-leaves and angelica laid on in true-lovers' knots; and inside there are chopped-up almonds, and raisins, and great slices of citron. It is the prettiest cake I ever saw, and the best.” “So it is I did!” said the third child. Then the Angel gave the last piece to the child whose nursery it was. “My dear!” she said. “Just look! Here is an ice-cream rabbit. He is snow-white outside, with eyes of red barley sugar; see his ears, and his little snubby tail! but inside, I think you will find him pink. Now, when I clap my hands and count one, two, three, you must eat the feast all up. One—two—three!” So the children ate the feast all up. “There!” said the Angel. “Did ever you see such a grand feast?” “No, never we did!” said all the four children together. “And there are some crumbs left over,” said the Angel. “Come, and we will give them to the brother birds!” “But you didn't have any!” said the child whose nursery it was. “Oh, yes!” said the Angel. “I had it all!” https://anchor.fm/uirapuru/message --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/uirapuru/message

It's time for a nap. Let's listen to a quick little poem to help get us off to dreamland. This episode is The Broom by Laura E. Richards. Hopefully you will be ready for the broom when this is finished and you can be swept off to bed.

It's time for a nap. Let's listen to a quick little poem to help get us off to dreamland. This episode is Mr. Hoppy Frog by Laura E. Richards. You can listen to this then hop right into your bed.

It's time for a nap. Let's listen to a quick little poem to help get us off to dreamland. This episode is Sippity Suppity by Laura E. Richards. It is a wacky poem with wacky words. Let's hope you can smile yourself to sleep afterwards.

It's time for a nap. Let's listen to a quick little poem to help get us off to dreamland. This episode is Eletelephony by Laura E. Richards and it is pretty goofy!

This story isn't really a story. It's a poem. What makes it's both unique and fun is that every word has just one syllable.Why don't you read along:The black cat satIn the fat man’s hat;“Oh, dear!” the fat man said.“May the great gray batCatch the bad black catWho has left me no hatFor my head!”The big brown bearTried to curl his hairTo go to the Fair so gay.But he looked such a frightThat his aunt took flight,And he cried till night, they say.A pale pink pig,In a large blond wig,Danced a wild, wild jigOn the lea;But a rude old goat,In a sky-blue coat,Said, “You’re nought but a shoat, tee hee!”A poor old KingSold his gay gold ringFor to buy his old wife some cream;But the cat lapped it upWith a sip and a sup,And his tears ran down in a stream.A large red cowTried to make a bow,But did not know how,They say.For her legs got mixed,And her horns got fixed,And her tail would getIn her way.A boy named SamHad a fat pet ram,And gave him some jamFor his tea;But the fat pet ramTried to butt poor Sam,Till he had to turnAnd flee.A girl named JaneHad a sad, bad painIn the place where she woreHer belt;She mopped and she mowed,And she screamed aloud,Just to show the crowdHow she felt.A sad, thin apeBought some wide white tapeTo trim a new capeFor his niece;But a bold buff calf,With a loud, rude laugh,Bit off one whole halfFor his geese.A pert, proud henLaid an egg, and thenSaid “Cluck!” and “cluck!” and“cluck!”Said the cock, “Had I knownYou would take that tone,I would have wooed noneBut a duck!”

While Retro Static Radio takes a small hiatus, we celebrate National Poetry Month (that's April) with poetry readings alongside our announcements! Poems Little John Bottlejohn by Laura E. Richards Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe The Rhime of the Ancient Mariner SPONSOR - https://www.facebook.com/Paddy.Nappers/ Check out National Poetry Month - https://poets.org/national-poetry-month --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/retrostaticradio/support

Here’s a story about a little boy who sees one thing from far away and something quite different on closer inspection.What we see with our eyes can change depending on where we are when we see it, just like what we think is true can be different depending on our personal beliefs and perspective.

1. Little Orphant Annie, by James Whitcomb Riley https://americanliterature.com/author/james-whitcomb-riley/poem/little-orphant-annie 2. Five Little Speckled Frogs, by Anonymous https://americanliterature.com/author/anonymous/nursery-rhyme/five-little-speckled-frogs 3. The Railway Train, by Emily Dickinson https://americanliterature.com/author/emily-dickinson/poem/the-railway-train 4. Monosyllabics, by Laura E. Richards https://americanliterature.com/author/laura-e-richards/poem/monosyllabics