W.T. Melon

Official blog of Douglas Evans, children's book author

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Location: Classroom at the End of the Hall, California, United States

Author of numerous books for children, including The Elevator Family, MVP: Magellan Voyage Project, and the Classroom Creature Trilogy: Classroom at the End of the Hall, Math Rashes, and Mouth Moths.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

MVP: Magellan Voyage Project Lesson Plans and Activity Guide (Updated)

For teacher and librarians using MVP: Magellan Voyage Project as part of their language arts or social studies Core Curriculum.
Download the updated MVP Lesson Plans and Activity Guide  MVP:Magellan Voyage Project Guide

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

First book signing. 15 Years ago.


Classroom at the End of the Hall Book Signing.  Fifteen years ago!


Monday, February 24, 2014

MVP: Magellan Voyage Project Awash


A girl sent me this picture of her MVP: Magellan Voyage Project book just after it came out of the washing machine.

Saturday, February 15, 2014

One Book One City Chicago


I'm off to Chicago on the California Zephyr for some MVP: Magellan Voyage Project One Book One School presentations.  Maybe I'll see you there.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

The Complete WT Melon Publishing Brochure



See the new WT Melon Brochure.  Books, e-books, music, plays.

Monday, February 10, 2014

The WT Melon Publishing Book Catalog



Here's the complete WT Melon Publishing Book Catalog  Book Catalog  
(all books also available in all e-book formats)

Sunday, February 02, 2014

Fire Drill--new song!


 Listen to Fire Drill
Fire Drill

When was our playground ever so quiet?
When was our playground not a chaotic riot?
When did the playground give me such a thrill?
When we stood very still for our monthly school fire drill.

I heard a breeze strum on the tetherball strings.
I heard the wind whistling through all the swings.
I heard the monkey bars make a toot and a trill,
When we stood very still for our monthly school fire drill.

Bridge:
What wonderful wonders on the school ground I found,
I saw unknown sights, and I heard every sound.
My teacher was silent and my classmates were fine,
When we stood in that fire drill line.

I felt the sunshine bounce off of my nose.
I smelled the tacos from the lunchroom windows.
Who knows the splendors you might miss until,
The whole school stands still,
And I hope that yours will,
At your monthly school fire drill.