This book from Nana’s Stories follows Juanito. A boy who wonders, why his mother always has to go to work. Throughout the story, Juanito finds out that his mother has to pay for many everyday needs. These everyday needs keeps them happy and safe. Juanito’s mother also explains to him about it. If she doesn’t work, it will be very hard for them. Juanito learns a lot about all the things she does for them. He is also happy to know that all the things she done has kept them safe. Juanito’s mother has to go to work, when she explains the many reasons on why she goes to work. This story will teach children that their parents need to go to work, so they can take care of all the things that are needed in life.
This book from Nana's Stories follows a young girl's experience with a major life event: a death in the family. The protagonist narrates her experience through the event, recounting fond memories and the effect the death has on the family. This story teaches children it is okay to feel sad and mourn the death of a loved one. It also teaches children to have hope and remain optimistic through challenges in life.
During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was–but, with the first glimpse of the building, a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit. I say insufferable; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic, sentiment, with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images of the desolate or terrible. I looked upon the scene before me–upon the mere house, and the simple landscape features of the domain–upon the bleak walls–upon the vacant eye-like windows–upon a few rank sedges–and upon a few white trunks of decayed trees–with an utter depression of soul which I can compare to no earthly sensation more properly than to the after-dream of the reveller upon opium–the bitter lapse into everyday life-the hideous dropping off of the reveller upon opium–the bitter lapse into everyday life–the hideous dropping off of the veil.