Books with author Michael Waite

Liam, The Brave is a beautifully illustrated story about a boy who overcomeshis greatest fear: butterflies. Liam desperately wants to become The BravestBoy in the World, and he goes through an extraordinary journey ofself-discovery to face and overcome his fear. Beyond simply being a story abouta boy with an irrational fear, it is also a story about perseverance and moreimportantly, how accolades don't matter. What is more important is being trueto oneself.

"Smart, ironic prose...reminiscent of Dave Eggers." -Library Journal George Flynn is the new nobody at St. Pius High School, until he falls in with the enchanting Schell sisters. Emily, an aspiring actress, is the object of his infatuation. But there's something special about her quirky younger sister, Katie, who has her own crush on George, not to mention a scathing deadpan sense of humor in the face of multiple sclerosis. When an accident destroys their delicate balance, George and Emily find themselves searching for forgiveness yet losing each other. With no-holds-barred honesty and razor-sharp wit, Michael J. White's debut novel explores friendship, first love, and a young man's need to come of age without coming undone.

Isaac Newton's discovery and descriptions of the laws of gravity in the 1600s revolutionized the world of science instantly. But this was not Newton's only achievement. He also made groundbreaking advances with theories on light, motion, and astronomy. Knighted and hailed as the greatest scientist of all time, Newton's work remains vital and profound even today.

Construction trucks and dinosaurs combine in this sequel to DIGGERSAURS! There are surprises in store in this rhyming, treasure-hunt adventure, where the emphasis is on demolition and exploration!When building work is done, it's time for fun! A dozen DIGGERSAURS crunch and crush, excavate and explore...perhaps for gold...or something more? Our familiar diggersaur friends--WRECKERSAURUS! DUMPERSAURUS! DOZERSAURUS, and more--are back with their rip-roaring sound effects. While exploring and demolishing, these helpful Diggersaurs discover a fantastical treasure--a whole new kind of SAURUS! Keen-eyed readers can go back and search for jewels and treasure on every spread for added fun. Truck and dinosaur lovers will devour this all new adventure.

The conspiracy to flood Europe with aliens began with non-white immigration in 1945. In this War against Whites anti-White racism blames ethnic-Europeans for their part in history whilst promoting non-White cultures. Racist media degrades ethnic-European culture, values and Christian religions. Whites alone are coerced into believing their ethnicity shameful and inferior. European children are brainwashed to accept the Marxist mantra of equality; their being less equal to others whilst religions and cultures of non-Whites are promoted.Ethnic-Europeans are singled out for ethnic cleansing by anti-White construct; laws to prevent criticism, family reduction and social dissolution through race-mixing. Media mocks pro-European sentiment and resistance and distracts with trivia. Europeans are brainwashed to accept an inferior status,, are guilty by race, and must compensate by adopting inferior status. Europeans are now victims of anti-White racism in pro-race-mixing media, the popular culture, and in education and job prospects. EUROPE ARISE is a 5-minute to midnight wake up call for proud ethnic Europeans everywhere. Now join the resistance.

Albert was a tramp, though not just an ordinary tramp. He had the long weathered coat, the sturdy nose-high walking stick and creased and worn hat that looked as if it had seen better days. To complete his appearance he was also in possession of a long grey beard and whiskers. Several strands of grey hair stuck out from under his battered, almost flat hat, like feathers from a particularly unkempt bird’s nest. Tramps of course generally get a bad name with people who are - well, not tramps. Wino, vagrant, bum, dosser, so on and so forth. Although Albert was always being called at least one of these names, he was actually none of them. He did not beg. He did not squat nor take any kinds of drugs. Tramps could also be thought of as drunkards perhaps, and usually not that fussy about what they were drinking; moonshine, spirits of dubious origin; or worse. Albert did not drink though. It was not that he didn’t like it. He thought he may possibly have been able to get used to an occasional pint of Guinness but he didn’t really feel the need to investigate any further than that. A real tramp would not need to be drunk all of the time. To him it was as daft an idea as driving or riding in a car or on a bus.