Background
Mrs. Quattlebaum was born in Bryan, Texas, United States, on May 2, 1958. She is a daughter of Con (an operations analyst) and Helen (a school nurse; maiden name, Sullivan) Quattlebaum.
(JACKSON JONES CAN’T get away from roses. First his mother...)
JACKSON JONES CAN’T get away from roses. First his mother got him a plot at Rooter’s, a community garden where Jackson planted a rosebush of thorns and no blooms. Now Mr. K., a fellow gardener, enlists Jackson’s help to rustle up some rare old-time roses. The kind that grow in cemeteries! And no sooner do Jackson and his friend Reuben take the rose cutting home than Reuben’s gloom-and-doom talk of curses seems real.
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1994
(Old MacDonald had a ... garden? Yes! Sing along with youn...)
Old MacDonald had a ... garden? Yes! Sing along with young Jo MacDonald as she grows healthy food for people and wild creatures. E-I-E-I-O! Find out how butterflies, bumblebees, and birds help a garden to thrive - and how you can help them too. And keep an eye on one mysterious plant. What will it become? Youngsters learn about garden ecosystems and stewardship through this playful adaptation of Old MacDonald Had a Farm.
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(Nothing but a big mess of trouble and weeds.. That's what...)
Nothing but a big mess of trouble and weeds.. That's what Jackson Jones thinks of the garden plot his mother gives him for his tenth birthday. What happened to the basketball he's hoped and prayed for all year?
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(During the hard times of 1932, a poor shoe shine man give...)
During the hard times of 1932, a poor shoe shine man gives a child his cap, gloves, and an angel made from a spool, then receives a wonderful gift in return.
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(A snowfall. A lost mitten. A chance meeting. A winter day...)
A snowfall. A lost mitten. A chance meeting. A winter day just right for new friendships and fun. The weather outside may be frosty, but Mary Quattlebaum’s lively story in poems and Hiroe Nakata’s joyful illustrations celebrate the good times to be had by all. So curl up with Winter Friends and delight in the simple pleasure of the season!
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Mrs. Quattlebaum was born in Bryan, Texas, United States, on May 2, 1958. She is a daughter of Con (an operations analyst) and Helen (a school nurse; maiden name, Sullivan) Quattlebaum.
Mary Quattlebaum was a student of College of William and Mary, from which she received her Bachelor of Arts (high honors) in 1980. In 1986 she obtained her degree of Master of Arts from Georgetown University.
During the period of 1986-1988 Mrs. Quattlebaum worked at Children’s National Medical Center, Washington, D.C., serving as a medical writer/editor. She was appointed director of creative writing program for older adults of Arts Project Renaissance, Washington, D.C., in 1986. In the same year she became a writing instructor at Georgetown University, Washington, D.C. Since 1989 she has become a freelance writer/editor.
Numerous of her stories and poems have been published in children’s magazines, including Cricket, Lady bug. Spider, Boys’ Life, and Children's Digest, and in literary magazines for adults, including Poet Lore, The Formalist, and Gettysburg Review. Articles and reviews published frequently in the Washington Post.
(A read-aloud ride on the underground train brings a littl...)
(During the hard times of 1932, a poor shoe shine man give...)
(Nothing but a big mess of trouble and weeds.. That's what...)
(JACKSON JONES CAN’T get away from roses. First his mother...)
1994(Old MacDonald had a ... garden? Yes! Sing along with youn...)
(A snowfall. A lost mitten. A chance meeting. A winter day...)
Quotations: "I like to work on several different books or projects at the same time. In this way, I never get tired of one character or idea but, instead, feel free to visit a number of them in a given week. And believe it or not, I still write my first draft in longhand and make dramatic revisions when I type the work into my computer."
Mary Quattlebaum married her husband Christopher David (a director of information systems) on August 24, 1988.