Project Tween: Zombie Barbies (October 2013) Gallery
Many Barbies were transformed into terrifying zombies (and posed around our graveyard) by our enterprising tweens at this month’s Project Tween!
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Many Barbies were transformed into terrifying zombies (and posed around our graveyard) by our enterprising tweens at this month’s Project Tween!
Participants made “ice castles” out of Styrofoam pieces and other arts & crafts supplies.
Over 150 people watched this American classic come to life at the Cosman Center. Families celebrated Grandparents Day with Wilbur, Charlotte and their animal friends.
Families watched and laughed as our volunteens entertained them with an Elephant & Piggy puppet show. Fun was had by all as our favorite characters were brought to life.
Summer is almost here and the Huntley Area Public Library is preparing Camp Reads-A-Lot the 2013 Children's Summer Reading Program. Registration begins June 5th at the library or online at www.huntleylibrary.org.
If I were a unicorn I would gallop and play, While trotting through the sun all day. With my rainbow mane to a shine like a star, To sit back and watch the sea from afar. What an amazing life it would be.
The unicorn ran with a bolt, Whooshing without a single holt. Shining so bright, In the beautiful night. I awoke from my blissful dream with a jolt.
Unicorns lead trails of rainbows, Shining with their sparkling bows. They run with a jump and a spring, Chasing chickens flapping their wings. For who knows how long this will go.
Can you hear the calling? Urging you to pursue your dreams? Can’t you tell that it is tempting? To believe that everything is not what it seems? Why won’t you go to the voices? And hear what they have to say? They could change your life, In an unexpected way. It could lead you far away, To a land never known. Here you can make the future, And the journey your own. Go, and bring … Read more
There once was a girl, who was naïve, Who never thought that she could weave, She tried and tried, And often cried, But found out she had to believe.