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Book details
  • SubGenre:Animals / Frogs & Toads
  • Age Range (years):6 - 8
  • Language:English
  • Pages:8
  • eBook ISBN:9781483531045

Ribbit, Ribbit, Ribbit: George the Singing Frog

The First Frog to Know His Name

by Kevin Hughes

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A children's book with True Love as the message. A book that is fun to read to a child, and even more fun to read as an adult. A singing frog makes for a great story. Ribbit. This story is meant to be read by, or read too. There are no illustrations inside, because the author want the reader to use her/his imagination. What does and owl look like pointing to a frog? What look is on the Frog's face? It would make a great illustration, but a better scene in the reader's imagination, maybe, just maybe, you can draw your own. That would be Great!


What if you were a frog? What if you knew your own name - after all, most frogs don't, you know. What if you could sing, I mean really sing? Then, what if you heard another frog singing? What would you do? What would happen? See the real power of love, of song, and of , well ...frogs!

About the author

When you take a little kid from West 30th Street in Cleveland Ohio, send him off to the Seminary, the Military, odd jobs, and finally Comedy, Speaking, and Lecturing, you are still not done. You have to send him to more than fifty countries, all 50 states to visit a bit. Then, you are still not done. You have to get him married off to a woman who was already engaged - using the same line he did: " What is your fiance's name? " "Peter." "Peter is the name of an Apostle. Kevin is the name of a husband." That was more than thirty years ago, the marriage and the line still holding up. But wait, you are still not done. You have to send that little red headed kid from West 30th street to college, to parent hood, to being a Grandfather, and you have to retire him too. Then, well, you can watch as he starts to write. Enjoy.