Books with author George S. Alexander

An uplifting novel about the families we create and the places we call home. It is 1904. When Frederick and Jette must flee her disapproving mother, where better to go than America, the land of the new? Originally set to board a boat to New York, at the last minute, they take one destined for New Orleans instead ("What's the difference? They're both new"), and later find themselves, more by chance than by design, in the small town of Beatrice, Missouri. Not speaking a word of English, they embark on their new life together. Beatrice is populated with unforgettable characters: a jazz trumpeter from the Big Easy who cooks a mean gumbo, a teenage boy trapped in the body of a giant, a pretty schoolteacher who helps the young men in town learn about a lot more than just music, a minister who believes he has witnessed the Second Coming of Christ, and a malevolent, bicycle-riding dwarf. A Good American is narrated by Frederick and Jette's grandson, James, who, in telling his ancestors' story, comes to realize he doesn't know his own story at all. From bare-knuckle prizefighting and Prohibition to sweet barbershop harmonies, the Kennedy assassination, and beyond, James's family is caught up in the sweep of history. Each new generation discovers afresh what it means to be an American. And, in the process, Frederick and Jette's progeny sometimes discover more about themselves than they had bargained for. Poignant, funny, and heartbreaking, A Good American is a novel about being an outsider-in your country, in your hometown, and sometimes even in your own family. It is a universal story about our search for home.

The Bad Rabbit and his friends impart universal truths and simple wisdom on how to live one’s life for children and their parents. These are individually presented through situations the Bad Rabbit and his friends find themselves in, which in turn can be humorous, loving, scary or profound.Although the Rabbit and his closest Rabbit confidants can be mischievous or downright naughty, there is always the constant thread of love and loyalty across all the friends. As we know, life can get a little bit too serious without a healthy dose of humour and the ability to laugh at ourselves.

One day in the City of Lights. One night in search of lost time. Paris between the wars teems with artists, writers, and musicians, a glittering crucible of genius. But amidst the dazzling creativity of the city’s most famous citizens, four regular people are each searching for something they’ve lost.Camille was the maid of Marcel Proust, and she has a secret: when she was asked to burn her employer’s notebooks, she saved one for herself. Now she is desperate to find it before her betrayal is revealed. Souren, an Armenian refugee, performs puppet shows for children that are nothing like the fairy tales they expect. Lovesick artist Guillaume is down on his luck and running from a debt he cannot repay—but when Gertrude Stein walks into his studio, he wonders if this is the day everything could change. And Jean-Paul is a journalist who tells other people’s stories, because his own is too painful to tell. When the quartet’s paths finally cross in an unforgettable climax, each discovers if they will find what they are looking for.Told over the course of a single day in 1927, The Paris Hours takes four ordinary people whose stories, told together, are as extraordinary as the glorious city they inhabit.

In the following pages I have endeavoured to bring together, in the compass of a single volume, and in the form which would be most likely to interest the general reader, a resume of all that concerns the life, times, and teaching of the great Chinese philosopher, Confucius. I have occasionally included in the details of his life incidents which are legendary, rather than historical, for the reason that, had I discarded them, I should have deprived the reader of many striking illustrations of his character, and of the manners, and of the mode of thought, belonging to the time in which he lived; and in doing this I have only followed the example of many preceding writers, amongst whom are to be enumerated such high authorities as M. Pauthier and the Jesuit Father P. Amiot.In the various extracts from Chinese sources I have sometimes found it necessary to alter the terms in which they had been translated, in order to incorporate within them the explanations given in notes, and the better to bring them into harmony with the object of this work, as well as to make them more capable of being understood when produced as isolated passages; but I have for this reason, more frequently preferred an adaptation from some purely literal translation, whilst in not a few instances I have gone at once to the original Chinese text. My great object in every case, in addition to that which has been already stated, having been to place the subject before the reader in language which, whilst preserving a correct idea of the meaning of the original, would be most appropriate to the period of the composition, and to the circumstances under which it was written.I am supported in my idea of the necessity of substituting a free rendering, approaching in many cases to a paraphrase, for a close literal translation of the ancient literature of China, by no less an authority than that of the Professor of Chinese in the University of Oxford, Dr. Legge, whose translations of the sacred books, written for scholars rather than for the general public, have put him at the head of our English translators. Dr. Legge says, in the preface to his translation of the “Yih-King,” published in 1882, “The written characters of the Chinese are not representations of words, but symbols of ideas, and the combination of them in composition is not a representation of what the author would say, but of what he thinks. It is in vain, therefore, for a translator to attempt a literal version. When the symbolic characters have brought his mind en rapport with that of the author, he is free to render the ideas in his own or any other speech, in the best manner he can attain to.”The inception of the work dates from the time— now more than forty years ago—when the Confucian writings became part of my course of study when endeavouring to gain a knowledge of the Chinese language and literature during a period of service in China. In old age one reverts a ses premiers amours, and hence this book is submitted to the indulgent suffrage of the public, in the sincere hope that it may be of some little use in extending amongst us a knowledge of the people of another great empire, the confines of which have now become contiguous to our own.

Cute Kittens is a collection of 62 pictures of cute and fuzzy kittens and cats. These cuddly kitten pictures are so adorable you'll want to pet the kitties right on your kindle. These little four legged animals will warm your hearts and put a smile on your face.---An Amazon Bestseller on Pets, Animals, and Cats.---"The pictures in this ebook are wonderful and are a fine addition to the pictures we already have----highly recommended." - George B.

The shy ones are diamonds in the rough.QUINN THOMPSONWhen I walk into a room, the popular kids whisper about me. I don't own designer clothes or name-brand shoes. I don't wear low-cut shirts or tons of makeup either. I'm as plain Jane as a girl can get. I live on a farm, where the uniform of the day is boots, jeans, and a T-shirt unless it's winter; then I trade my T-shirts for heavy sweaters and a parka. Baggy is my style.But I'm considered one of the nerds in school for reasons besides my wardrobe. I have my nose in books while the popular girls have their noses up jocks' butts. I do everything I can to avoid the in crowd at Kensington High--until a new boy waltzes in. He's tall like my brothers, handsome like Zach Efron, and disrupts my belief that boys only want one thing. My only problem is he'll never notice me, not if my arch-nemesis has any say.MAIKEN MAXWELLBasketball has been my life until my dad died. I'm trying not to get depressed, but it's hard to breathe sometimes. He'll never cheer from the stands at any of my basketball games or shout at me to shoot that three-pointer. I promised him I would step up if anything happened to him, and now it's time to be the man of the house.Only I'm torn between playing for the Kensington High basketball team and finding a job--until the girl with butterscotch hair snags my attention. She's pretty, quirky, and her presence takes my mind off my troubles. Above all else, she makes me feel things that I've never felt before. In my mind, girls are just a distraction. They're nice to look at, they talk too much, and they're extremely pushy. Yet Quinn Thompson might change my opinion that all girls are created equal.

The Wheels Begin to Move "Ezra, this is a morning long to be remembered," said Mrs. Tweedie, as she looked up from the undulating top of a huge cake which, with the skill of a professional plasterer, she was bedaubing with a dark brown paste. "I hope so, my dear," her husband replied, smilingly, as he put his paper aside. "Sometime this house may bear a tablet of bronze," continued Mrs. Tweedie, "on which, in effect, will be graven that here was founded by the women of Manville an organization that startled the community

Boys fall in love with what they see.QUINN THOMPSONI never believed a boy would like me. When I'm around Maiken, I feel like I can conquer the world. He gives me the confidence to stand up to my enemy. I vowed to Tessa Stevens that she would see a new me. But people don't change overnight. I'm still the same girl she knew before Christmas break. I still live on a farm, stutter when I'm nervous, spit out random facts, and avoid confrontation. I'm not the type to punch first and ask questions later. But when she lays her paws on Maiken, all bets are off.MAIKEN MAXWELLSince my dad died, I can't seem to get my act together. I'm failing two classes. I'm suspended from basketball, and Chase Stevens makes playing the game difficult for the entire team, but none of that matters when my family is faced with yet another tragedy. My only lifeline is the girl with butterscotch hair, amber eyes, and quirky personality. The one whose flirty smiles and shy looks are only reserved for me. The girl who has a way of picking me up when I feel like I want to run and hide. The problem is I might not get the chance to see Quinn ever again when my mom has no choice but to move a thousand miles away.Reading Order My Heart to Touch My Heart to Hold Scroll up and grab a copy today.