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April’s father was a walnut farmer and her mother is a concert pianist. After graduating cum laude from the University of California at Davis with a BS in Human Development, April was: a farmer, the governess for Joan Rivers’ daughter, a backpacker (with her fiddle) through Europe & the Middle East, a co-founder of Positive Education, Inc., a teacher, and a Fortune 500 corporate marketing manager. Whew! Then she took a UCLA Extension Writer’s Program course in writing for children, and began to publish the children’s stories and poetry she had been creating all her life. April studied with Ruth Bornstein, Barbara Bottner, Sonia Levitin; she worked with poet Myra Cohn Livingston for over ten years. She has been on the faculty of the UCLA Extension Writer's Program since 1999 (Go, Bruins!)…and she’s taught at over 400 schools and conferences all over the world including workshops in Germany, Italy, England, France, and Poland. What a ride! Her workshops are guaranteed funshe often plays the fiddle. "The pages of my writing are my wings to the world," she says. “Pick up a pen and come along!” |
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It's Not My Turn to Look for Grandma April wrote, performed, and produced this rollicking CD containing five stories. Awards |
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Girl Coming in for a Landing You walk into class Awards: |
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It's Not My Turn to Look for Grandma! From early morning till sundown, folks on the farm take turns fetching Grandma, because someone's got to keep her out of trouble! Grandma's always in a heap of mischiefshe's either telling jokes to her dog, sliding down the haystack with her porcupines, or playing nine-card stump with a possum. But when she's asked to play the banjo, Grandma is quick to say yes, because ending each day with a song is something she'll always make time for. Awards |
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The Night Horse In this lullaby poem, a neon blue horse carries a girl into the night sky, where she picks a bouquet of stars and feeds them to her steed. |
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To Rabbittown A child is transported to Rabbittown where she slowly turns into a rabbit. Awards |
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