title: Rachel: The Story of Rachel Carson
author:  Amy Ehrlich 
description: Grade 3-5-She loved the woods, built a summer cottage in Maine, wrote about the ocean, and finally published her landmark book about the poisonous pesticides killing wildlife. Ehrlich skims a few highlights of Carson's life and work, sometimes poetically. "A transparent, elongated paramecium drifted slowly across the microscope's field.-In that simple one-celled organism she saw the complexity of the universe." The author focuses on Carson's love of nature and writing, but her life seems uneventful. The dozen dated and sketchy episodes begin with a childhood scene in 1912, then touch on teenage and college years, and skip from a 1929 bit of research at Woods Hole to 1945 when Carson edited documents for the U.S. Bureau of Fisheries. Though the biologist doesn't come to life in the text, Minor's fine watercolor-and-gouache paintings provide splendid full- and double-page views of various settings and credible portraits. While the spare narrative may be somewhat nebulous for primary-grade readers, it might serve as an evocative introduction for slightly older children. The epilogue, dating Carson's death and crediting her with starting the environmental movement, mentions Maine's Rachel Carson Wildlife Preserve.<br /><i>Margaret Bush, Simmons College, Boston</i><br />Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information, Inc.
zlib_text: > > THE SIMPLE AMISH CHRISTMAS
  
  > > BETTY BONTRAGER
  
  > CONTENTS
  
  >  _Chapter 1_
  
  >  _Chapter 2_
  
  >  _Chapter 3_
  
  >  _Chapter 4_
  
  >  _Chapter 5_
  
  >  _Chapter 6_
  
  >  _Chapter 7_
  
  >  _Chapter 8_
  
  >  _Chapter 9_
  
  >  _Chapter 10_
  
  >  _Chapter 11_
  
  >  _Chapter 12_
  
  >  _Chapter 13_
  
  >  _Chapter 14_
  
  >  _Chapter 15_
  
  >  _Chapter 16_
  
  >  _Epilogue_
  
  > CHAPTER 1
  
  Rachel King stared out the window of the bookstore she had been working at
  over the last seven months. She had come to recognize most of the clients and
  the routines of the shops across the road. On quiet afternoons like today she
  enjoyed nothing more than staring out the window over the _Englisch_ world and
  all she had come to know over the last ten months.
  
  When her friend Edith had asked that she join her for _rumspringa_ in
  Harrisburg, Rachel had been reticent. She still remembered the conversation on
  that cold afternoon in January.
  
  “Rachel, you have to come. It will only be for two months and just imagine
  everything we’ll get to e