Why was Tip Tipper confused?
Tip Tipper had turned seven years old just six weeks ago.
He lived with his family in a cozy cottage in the village of Nobble Ook. Of all the Nobblets at Nobble Ook Elementary School,
Tip stood out because he could hit a baseball, driving it way past the fielders, he could count backward from 1000, and could spell almost any word he had ever heard. But… most of the Nobblets avoided him. “When is the right time to act silly and the right time to act serious”? He asked King Obble Nook.”
Along came King Obble Nook, with some royal advice. He approached Tip Tipper, “If you feel a case of the sillies coming on when you are supposed to be serious, take a deep breath.” Will the king be able to help the little Nobblet?
Seriously Silly is the second story in Bonnie Lieberman's “King Obble Nook" series.
Welcome to the Village of Nobble Ook, a place in which everyone wants to be like the King but not really… The King wants them to be like him.
In the Village of Nobble Ook, someone is going to be very sorry… Will he discover it’s never too late to become a better person? Love yourself for whom you are, and don’t try to be like anyone else.
In the Village of Nobble Ook, the King is telling the people to be like him… Can you imagine? Let’s open this book. Drop-in on the village and take a look.
In the village of Nobble Ook the king is telling the people “Be like me. Be like me.” Never will I agree. You are you, awesome! Like yourself. May there only be one you with that special laugh wearing the clothes you like, singing silly songs that make you smile, running and jumping in your special style... Enjoying every moment of “Being Yourself”.
Another satisfied consumer! Hoping she will make reading one of her life's passions.
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My son-in-law, Michael, reading The Radiant Rainbow Cap to my grandgirls
My three-year old grandgirl, Bayla's favorite book is The Radiant Rainbow Cap
Bonnie Lieberman grew up in the Bronx in a neighborhood in which social acceptance was greatly based upon wearing similar clothing, hairstyles, using the same expressions, and walking with the same strut as her popular peers. Hence, the idea for the story.
She holds an NYS Reading Teacher’s License and has a passion for helping her students recognize their creativity and individuality.
Today, Bonnie lives in the Mid-Hudson Valley with her child therapist husband and their two dogs and relishes when she spends time with their children and grandchildren.
She and her spouse have a common interest: Must Love Dogs and Children.
My writing is based upon my experiences working with adolescents in a NYS psychiatric hospital. My role was as the ELA teacher. I encouraged young people, many of whom were unable to express their emptiness, hopelessness, anger and trauma with their words to do just that.
I grew up in the Bronx at a time in which street sense and being cool were valued more by my peers than curiosity and intellect. Fortunately, many of my solid friendships were honor students, focused on their studies. Too many, by the time I reached adolescence began using drugs without the knowledge of possible addiction. They were as good as I. Luckily, most had the impetus and strength to enroll in programs and stay with them until they were healed. Too many gave up on themselves…bright, good looking, personable, but just like young people today re. Covid, believed they were invulnerable. I am proud to have regained relationships with those who defeated that difficult struggle. We all have battled issues within ourselves and most have won or are on the way to overcoming them. My parents , long gone, were loving, bright, involved, but somewhat naïve. We were very close and maintained an exceptional relationship until they passed away. I was a married woman with two young children without parents. I still dream about them.
I hold a license as a reading specialist and elementary education, and I taught kindergarten and first grade in Albany, NY and ELA for over fifteen years with mentally disturbed youth in Rockland County, NY.
I have lived in Beacon, NY for the last seventeen years with my husband and two cuddly dogs. I have grown children and two baby grand-girls, so every day is a holiday!
I often watched Bonnie Lieberman proudly displaying creative pieces by her students at the NYS children’s psychiatric center. Who could remain without emotion when Ms. Lieberman’s students proudly presented their completed work to a hospital audience? After performances, I became tearful as I peeked into her classroom and saw disturbed teens hugging and complimenting each other. They were learning to channel their emotions from aggression or withdrawal to a preferred use- the pen.
I grew up in the Bronx in a neighborhood in which wearing the same clothes, wearing a similar hairstyle, liking the same music and books was the way to become popular with peers.