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Hardback. Zustand: Very Good. You have to learn how to hit, run, and throw before you can play a real game. TGIT is the third book in an ongoing series that teaches children sports skills using real coaching techniques. Join>The Hometown All Star's team as they learn how to pitch and throw to targets and have some team fun while they're at it The kids are even introduced to a legend of the game, Cy Young. Games, exercises, and great lessons abound as Coach Kevin concludes practice with three key messages: HONOR the game, RESPECT each other, and be part of your COMUNITY. Fun and educational for ages 3-7.…

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Paperback. Zustand: Good. Chapter1 The Emergency Board Meeting The voices were indistinguishable behind the two massive, ornately carved wooden doors. People were greeting one another and talking loudly in order to be heard. One voice boomed, and the room went quiet. After a while, the noise seemed to pick up again behind the closed doors. It was 9:15 a.m. Barry Smith, boardroom coach and consultant, had been asked by the assistant to the Chairman of the Board to meet the board members at 9:00 a.m. As usual, boards are never on time. The reception area was traditional dark paneled wood with a huge granite fireplace, intricate wood moldings, deep patterned carpets with walls covered with plaques and portraits of the Chairman and the CEO. Barry reached across the classic coffee table for his cup and saucer, stirring in the sugar with a silver spoon. Forbes, the Wall Street Journal, Architecture magazine, Above Rome and an ancient, thick Bible were spread out neatly on the table. The receptionist, an attractive, gray-haired woman who obviously took charge of the room, was talking to the security guard/limo driver about travel schedules. Need more coffee? she asked. Barry shook his head and said, No thanks, then started to fiddle with his Blackberry. He mumbled to himself, Maybe I should get a Twitter account, but even if people were following me, they wouldn't believe who my clients were. He put his Blackberry on silent mode and took one more sip of the warm coffee. He could be called in at any moment. As Barry sat in the large leather chair, he recalled the many times He had waited to meet and present to the dozens of boards of directors because their organizations were in trouble. He reminisced about past successes in keeping boards from going under. He felt confident in his ability to make positive changes, though this assignment would be different than the rest. The noise subsided in the boardroom. That powerful voice spoke again. Then one of the massive doors opened and the Chairman's assistant stepped out and said, The board is ready for you now.…

Zustand: Good. Item in good condition. Textbooks may not include supplemental items i.e. CDs, access codes etc.

Zustand: Very Good. Item in very good condition! Textbooks may not include supplemental items i.e. CDs, access codes etc.

Zustand: Good. Item in good condition. Textbooks may not include supplemental items i.e. CDs, access codes etc.

Paperback. Zustand: Very Good. Chapter1 The Emergency Board Meeting The voices were indistinguishable behind the two massive, ornately carved wooden doors. People were greeting one another and talking loudly in order to be heard. One voice boomed, and the room went quiet. After a while, the noise seemed to pick up again behind the closed doors. It was 9:15 a.m. Barry Smith, boardroom coach and consultant, had been asked by the assistant to the Chairman of the Board to meet the board members at 9:00 a.m. As usual, boards are never on time. The reception area was traditional dark paneled wood with a huge granite fireplace, intricate wood moldings, deep patterned carpets with walls covered with plaques and portraits of the Chairman and the CEO. Barry reached across the classic coffee table for his cup and saucer, stirring in the sugar with a silver spoon. Forbes, the Wall Street Journal, Architecture magazine, Above Rome and an ancient, thick Bible were spread out neatly on the table. The receptionist, an attractive, gray-haired woman who obviously took charge of the room, was talking to the security guard/limo driver about travel schedules. Need more coffee? she asked. Barry shook his head and said, No thanks, then started to fiddle with his Blackberry. He mumbled to himself, Maybe I should get a Twitter account, but even if people were following me, they wouldn't believe who my clients were. He put his Blackberry on silent mode and took one more sip of the warm coffee. He could be called in at any moment. As Barry sat in the large leather chair, he recalled the many times He had waited to meet and present to the dozens of boards of directors because their organizations were in trouble. He reminisced about past successes in keeping boards from going under. He felt confident in his ability to make positive changes, though this assignment would be different than the rest. The noise subsided in the boardroom. That powerful voice spoke again. Then one of the massive doors opened and the Chairman's assistant stepped out and said, The board is ready for you now.…

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Paperback. Zustand: Very Good. It's a well-cared-for item that has seen limited use. The item may show minor signs of wear. All the text is legible, with all pages included. It may have slight markings and/or highlighting.

Hardcover. Zustand: Very Good. It's a well-cared-for item that has seen limited use. The item may show minor signs of wear. All the text is legible, with all pages included. It may have slight markings and/or highlighting. Tangeman, Dale (illustrator).

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Zustand: Very Good. Item in very good condition! Textbooks may not include supplemental items i.e. CDs, access codes etc.

Paperback. Zustand: Very Good. It's a well-cared-for item that has seen limited use. The item may show minor signs of wear. All the text is legible, with all pages included. It may have slight markings and/or highlighting.

Hardback. Zustand: Very Good. THE HOMETOWN ALL STARS in its most reduced form was created to teach baseball through bedtime reading, and to get kids playing outside again. THE HOMETOWN ALL STARS begin exactly where it needs too. Nick's Very First Day of Baseball, says it all.You can't join a team without going through the motions of showing up, seeing your friends, and getting a uniform. The books then follow an age appropriate progression of learning the steps to play a game and be involved in the community. They are designed to be short- bed time reading books. You have to learn how to catch, hit and throw before you even think about playing a game. Magic Bat Day is the first real practice after they get their uniforms. Batting is the most fun of all skills and drills This book concept shows techniques of how to hold the bat and where to stand. Most importantly, it shows that every kid can find their own magic bat. All of the books end with interactive questions that are educational and fun. They are relative to the stages of the books and progressively graduate to new terminology with more advanced stages of the game. Besides the obvious physical activity, sports have other well-known benefits The All Stars will help build character and re-enforce important life lessons. The most important of all . is fun. Tangeman, Dale (illustrator).…

Hardback. Zustand: Very Good. You have to learn how to hit, run, and throw before you can play a real game. TGIT is the third book in an ongoing series that teaches children sports skills using real coaching techniques. Join>The Hometown All Star's team as they learn how to pitch and throw to targets and have some team fun while they're at it The kids are even introduced to a legend of the game, Cy Young. Games, exercises, and great lessons abound as Coach Kevin concludes practice with three key messages: HONOR the game, RESPECT each other, and be part of your COMUNITY. Fun and educational for ages 3-7.…

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Paperback. Zustand: Good. Chapter1 The Emergency Board Meeting The voices were indistinguishable behind the two massive, ornately carved wooden doors. People were greeting one another and talking loudly in order to be heard. One voice boomed, and the room went quiet. After a while, the noise seemed to pick up again behind the closed doors. It was 9:15 a.m. Barry Smith, boardroom coach and consultant, had been asked by the assistant to the Chairman of the Board to meet the board members at 9:00 a.m. As usual, boards are never on time. The reception area was traditional dark paneled wood with a huge granite fireplace, intricate wood moldings, deep patterned carpets with walls covered with plaques and portraits of the Chairman and the CEO. Barry reached across the classic coffee table for his cup and saucer, stirring in the sugar with a silver spoon. Forbes, the Wall Street Journal, Architecture magazine, Above Rome and an ancient, thick Bible were spread out neatly on the table. The receptionist, an attractive, gray-haired woman who obviously took charge of the room, was talking to the security guard/limo driver about travel schedules. Need more coffee? she asked. Barry shook his head and said, No thanks, then started to fiddle with his Blackberry. He mumbled to himself, Maybe I should get a Twitter account, but even if people were following me, they wouldn't believe who my clients were. He put his Blackberry on silent mode and took one more sip of the warm coffee. He could be called in at any moment. As Barry sat in the large leather chair, he recalled the many times He had waited to meet and present to the dozens of boards of directors because their organizations were in trouble. He reminisced about past successes in keeping boards from going under. He felt confident in his ability to make positive changes, though this assignment would be different than the rest. The noise subsided in the boardroom. That powerful voice spoke again. Then one of the massive doors opened and the Chairman's assistant stepped out and said, The board is ready for you now.…

Paperback. Zustand: Very Good. Chapter1 The Emergency Board Meeting The voices were indistinguishable behind the two massive, ornately carved wooden doors. People were greeting one another and talking loudly in order to be heard. One voice boomed, and the room went quiet. After a while, the noise seemed to pick up again behind the closed doors. It was 9:15 a.m. Barry Smith, boardroom coach and consultant, had been asked by the assistant to the Chairman of the Board to meet the board members at 9:00 a.m. As usual, boards are never on time. The reception area was traditional dark paneled wood with a huge granite fireplace, intricate wood moldings, deep patterned carpets with walls covered with plaques and portraits of the Chairman and the CEO. Barry reached across the classic coffee table for his cup and saucer, stirring in the sugar with a silver spoon. Forbes, the Wall Street Journal, Architecture magazine, Above Rome and an ancient, thick Bible were spread out neatly on the table. The receptionist, an attractive, gray-haired woman who obviously took charge of the room, was talking to the security guard/limo driver about travel schedules. Need more coffee? she asked. Barry shook his head and said, No thanks, then started to fiddle with his Blackberry. He mumbled to himself, Maybe I should get a Twitter account, but even if people were following me, they wouldn't believe who my clients were. He put his Blackberry on silent mode and took one more sip of the warm coffee. He could be called in at any moment. As Barry sat in the large leather chair, he recalled the many times He had waited to meet and present to the dozens of boards of directors because their organizations were in trouble. He reminisced about past successes in keeping boards from going under. He felt confident in his ability to make positive changes, though this assignment would be different than the rest. The noise subsided in the boardroom. That powerful voice spoke again. Then one of the massive doors opened and the Chairman's assistant stepped out and said, The board is ready for you now.…

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Paperback. Zustand: Good. It was impulsive of me, I know, to go out on a limb and write what I did in that postcard after only two dates with Carla. At the time, however, something inside told me that she was the one. But could I trust that little voice inside? If anything, I should have distrusted it, for I'd only recently broken up with my high school sweetheart. So what did that little voice and I really know? // Can we trust that voice inside that tells us he or she is the one? // Carla far exceeded anyone I had imagined would come my way. Spring term had just ended for us at the university we attended when she left to work at a camp for the summer. I can have a pretty one-track mind and so using a blank postcard that a friend of mine had brought back from a recent trip of his to Hawaii, I jotted a note to Carla along with the cryptic note 82884WWBTAOWD tucked away in the bottom right-hand corner. It looked like a postal code, and no one but me knew that it stood for We will be there after our wedding day: 8/28/84. Inside I was sure I knew what I wanted, but outside there wasn't a chance I would let anyone know. As much as I was drawn to a life together with Carla, I didn't yet want her to know it That was pretty bold of me (or maybe psycho), considering it was three years prior to my projected Hawaiian honeymoon.1 But I was so smitten by Carla I could have penned the note with my own testosterone. Rereading that postcard today you can tell that we didn't know each other all that well, but every encounter I'd had with Carla (all two of them ) left me more captivated by this woman. One of those meetings was at Rock n' Roll, one of those crazy guy-girl college functions at a skating rink, where the small group Carla was leading and the group of guys that grabbed me decided to gather. Truth be told, I had looked forward to skating in circles about as much as being chained in front of the home decorating channel. But like most hot-blooded college males, at the time I was willing to make an exception if the prospect of picking up a great woman was involved. As a joke, the DJ played one of those junior high couples only songs. It was at that point I realized Carla was the one. Not really the one to marry--just the one to ask to skate. My heart was racing as I built up courage to ask Carla. As trite and cheesy as that may sound, my hands sweat more than an evangelist at a summer tent revival when I'm nervous. So for me to ask Carla--whom I didn't really know--to skate with me while holding my sweat-slippery hands took some big-time courage. (Don't laugh. All of us have personal insecurities held over from 7th grade.) I didn't want to gross her out, but I also didn't want to let the opportunity slip by, because in the vernacular of the early 1980's Carla was what my friends and I called a godly fox. What a stupid phrase. At the time, however, that saying was off the hook. Carla had me crazier than a mug, another phrase with the shelf life of about a month. And though the way we say it changes more often than a university freshman changes majors, the experience down through the centuries remains the same: I soon fully believed Carla was the one. She was the most beautiful, most Christ-centered, most amazing woman I had ever met. Put bluntly, I was deeply infatuated with her. Married people often tell singles in that twitter-pated state of mind I was in that spring, You'll know whether she's the one. But how? you naturally ask when you begin getting serious. Oh, you'll just know. But how? you may think. Often, no one will give you a better answer than You just know that you know, another stupid phrase that needs to go out with 1980's parachute pants. Yet in spite of all I didn't know then, and as presumptuous as my hidden Hawaiian love note was, Carla entered my life somehow as an answer to a question my heart had been asking for years. Something clicked in me when I met her, and I knew that if she was not the girl I would marry, then my future wife would pr.…

Paperback. Zustand: As New. No Jacket. Pages are clean and are not marred by notes or folds of any kind. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.

Paperback. Zustand: Fair. No Jacket. Readable copy. Pages may have considerable notes/highlighting. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.