1 can (16 oz.) pumpkin 2 cups sugar 1 cup vegetable oil 4 eggs lightly beaten 2 cups all-purpose flour 2 tsp. baking soda 1 tsp. ground cinnamon 1/2 tsp salt
Beat pumpkin, sugar and oil. Add eggs and mix well. Combine flour, baking soda, cinnamon and salt, add to pumpkin mixture and beat until well blended. Pour into greased 15″x10″x1″ baking pan (jelly roll pan). Bake at 350° for 25-30 minutes.
Frosting: 1 pkg. (3 oz.) cream cheese, softened (6 T) 5 T. butter or margarine, softened 1 tsp. vanilla extract 1 3/4 cup confectioner’s sugar 3 to 4 tsp. milk chopped walnuts (optional)
Beat the cream cheese, butter and vanilla until smooth. Gradually add sugar, mix well. Add milk until frosting reaches desired spreading consistency. Frost cake. Sprinkle with nuts. Makes 20-24 servings.❈
**********Thanks to Debbie Clark for this much-loved recipe!!!***********
Once your child has a a full set of tables, they need to practise so that they are automatic by the time they start secondary school. A light touch, coming back to those that are difficult, will help, but you should also ensure that your child learns the standard methods of multiplication and division, so that they do not be come over-reliant on doubling and dividing by 10.
–John Bald is an educator with forty years’ experience in teaching literacy, languages and basic maths.”
He includes a link to a very fun video of SEVENS:
(I know, I know–but it’s true, you’ll love it!).
Spoiler: Snakes & Ladders + Tic, Tac, Toe. The perfect Math Night game!
Here’s the story where the math problems cause problems. . .
These two bonus scenes were written from Queen Ash’s point of view while I was working out the story for LOST WITH LEEKS. Enjoy!
In the Blackfly Kingdom, Queen Ash spread a huge black net over her castle, from one side of the Rhine River to the other. Confused bats veered off at the last moment and flew around the poles at the ends.
Unfortunately, Rudolph the reindeer didn’t have radar. His feet got tangled in the net. St. Nicholas set the sleigh down on the roof of the Blackfly Castle.
“Gotcha!” Queen Ash came out on the parapet. “You’ve been flying through here every year with goods and you’ve never paid customs. Here’s your bill!” She handed him a fat scroll tied with a black velvet ribbon and ordered her Blackfly archers to pull the net closed around the sleigh.
“I’ll keep your sleigh and reindeer for your deposit until you pay in full,” Queen Ash said as she held open the door for St. Nick.
“My reindeer need a warm, dry place to stay,” St. Nicholas said, unhitching them from the sleigh. The reindeer stamped on the roof tiles and broke off pieces.
“Stop that!” Queen Ash said. “They can stay in the courtyard as long as they don’t make a mess. Archers! Spread the net over the courtyard once they’re in.”
The reindeer flew down into the heart of the Blackfly Castle and St. Nicholas followed Queen Ash down the stairs.
“Been busy? Haven’t seen any of your boots out by the front door in years,” St. Nicholas said.
Queen Ash sniffed. “You’d only put coal in them if I put them out.”
“Still have a lot of gingerbread left, then?”
“You heard about the Christmas market?” Queen Ash glowered at him.*
“It is my business,” he said. “I was glad to see your booth there. That’s the whole reason I flew by. Thought there might have been some empty boots waiting for me.”
“Hah!” Queen Ash opened the door that led down to the water dungeon. “This is the only thing that’s waiting for you.”
“And here I thought the Christmas spirit had found you at last.” St. Nicholas offered her a candy cane with black stripes. “I had these made just for you.”
Eagerly Queen Ash unwrapped it and licked the curve at the top. “Oh! I love black licorice!” But then she caught herself. “You’re trying to soften me up, but you’re not leaving until you’ve paid all your back customs. That comes to . . .” She took out a black accounts book and ran her finger down the list. “15,000 gold coins.”
“Ho, ho!” St. Nicholas said. “You’ll have me here as a guest for quite some time if that’s what you’re waiting for. I hope you’ve ordered enough hay for the reindeer.” He went peaceably down the stairs as if he knew he wouldn’t be there long.
“Oh, St. Niiicholasss!” Queen Ash yodeled into the echo-y dungeon, a few days later. “I have a surprise for you!” Stopping at the edge of the well, she batted her eyelashes at St. Nicholas.
He leaned back against the wet stone wall and tilted his head back, adjusting his spectacles. “Have you now?”
Why wasn’t he beaming with gratitude? Queen Ash frowned. “You could look happier!”
“What is it then?” St. Nicholas asked.
Queen Ash snapped her fingers and two Blackfly archers stepped forward and saluted. “Bring the prisoner up!” The archers heaved on the winch and brought up the swing.
“Oh, you’re letting me go?” St. Nicholas face brightened. “That’s a nice surprise.”
“You’ll see,” Queen Ash said.
“Or letting me visit my reindeer?” St. Nicholas said, clearly trying to lower his expectations.
As if a queen couldn’t give good presents. Queen Ash huffed.
“Keep quiet, old man,” one Blackfly archer said, but the other looked uncomfortable. “I have two little kids at home.”
Queen Ash looked him over. She might have to change out the guards to tighten security.
She led them past the courtyard. The reindeer stampeded over to the side as soon as they saw St. Nicholas. He patted their heads and talked to each one.
It was as if he didn’t care what her surprise was! She’d worked so hard on it. First she’d sent plasterers, then painters, and then carpenters. Exhausting. “If you’re finished with your pets, we can get on with the show here.”
St. Nicholas followed her meekly up the curved stairs to the next level. They passed the big bread oven.
“Is King Schwartz gone?” St. Nicholas asked and Queen Ash gave him a quelling look.
“King Schwartz would never leave ME,” Queen Ash smiled a secret smile and fluttered her eyelashes.
“The fire in the oven is out.” St. Nicholas pointed. “I thought maybe the king was traveling.”
“He’s in Paris at the patisserie conference,” Queen Ash said. “He likes messing around with flour. When he comes back, he’s going to make me a giant cream puff, glazed with chocolate as black as night.”
One of the Blackfly archers snorted. The same one that had mentioned little ones before. Queen Ash made a mental note to cut his pay. She pointed to the Rhine river, far below them now. “If you need a refreshing bath, you can leap from here. Or you can take a lap around the castle.” Queen Ash tapped her foot, meaningfully. “Your choice.”
The archer saluted and rattled down the stairs to go to his self-administered punishment. St. Nicholas wiped his brow on his sleeve.
“Here we are,” Queen Ash said, when they reached the top level. The remaining archer sprang to open the door and stood back at attention. “I’ve had this room done up just for you. It’s 800 Euro a night. That almost covers the reindeer feed.”
St. Nicholas stepped into the tiny room. It should have had a wonderful view of the Rhine in all directions, but the windows had been plastered over. There was a strong smell of fresh whitewash.
But there was a clean bed, made up with a black velvet comforter, and a black porcelain pitcher of water with a bowl for washing. Compared to balancing on the dungeon float, it was an elegant room.
“Very nice,” St. Nicholas said.
“It’s the best AirCastle room I have,” Queen Ash looked modestly at the floor. No one would be able to say she wasn’t treating St. Nicholas with every possible consideration.
If they did, she’d show them the plasterers’ bill. This kind of improvement wasn’t cheap. It was a shame about the windows, but if she hadn’t plastered them shut, those flying reindeer would have found a way to carry him off, even without the sleigh.
St. Nicholas sneezed. “Paint,” he said.
That was a rude thing to say about her nice surprise. “Until the fumes die down, it’s better not to have a fire in here,” she told him, quite kindly. After all that time in the dungeon, he should be used to the cold. Wasn’t he from a cold climate anyway? That’s why he had all these silly reindeer. “Well, enjoy!” She looked around the room one more time.
St. Nicholas lay down heavily on the bed. No manners at all. Had he forgotten there was a queen in the room? She raised her eyebrows at the archer, who prodded St. Nicholas in the stomach with the end of his bow.
St. Nicholas’s eyes opened and, seeing the archer, he got to his feet. “Sorry, ma’am.” His eyes fell shut. “I haven’t seen a bed in a while. It’s a lovely surprise. Thank you very much.”
Queen Ash fluttered her eyelashes and hoped he would fill up her boots this year. He owed her for the last few decades. She needed them filled up with gold coins, so she could pay her debt to Cochem. After he’d paid for his room, she’d have a little nest egg so that next time King Schwartz went to Paris, she could go too.
“Oh, one more thing,” Queen Ash said. “There’s a calendar for you on the wall, so you can keep track of the time. If you’re going to make your rounds for St. Nicholas’s Day.”
St. Nicholas looked at the calendar and then at Queen Ash. “It is hard to see the sun from in here. How thoughtful.”
Her surprise was working. St. Nicholas would ask to send a letter to his bank as soon as he’d had a night’s sleep. The queen was sure of it.
It was the only sensible thing to do. She wished he’d hurry up and do it.
She locked him in.
To find out how Prince Nero (Queen Ash’s son) rescues St. Nicholas, read LOST WITH LEEKS. As you can imagine, it’s quite the story!
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Kobo is having a wonderful sale on Seven Kingdoms Fairy Tale books in time for the launch of the newest exciting adventure for kids ages 8 to 12!
Book 1 is free until October 31st.
Book 2 is 40% off if you use the top secret promo code: OCT40
It works for Canada, United States of America, United Kingdom, Australia, and New Zealand!
Book 3 is full-price because it’s brand-spanking new!!!
The BAD News:
Today (October 28th, 2020) is the LAST Day for Book 2! So please hurry! I don’t want you to miss it! Especially if you are spending time in the dungeon with kids! You need stuff to read that’s good for the whole family.
P.S. I told you the dungeons in the Seven Kingdoms are famous for their hospitality. You didn’t believe me, did you?
Feel like playing hide and seek? Take a mini-tour of Rheinfels castle in Germany. Extensive tunnels, ruins, and a gorgeous view. It’s the inspiration for the Saffron Kingdom in the #SevenKingdomsFairyTales.
Feeling cooped up? Take a mini-tour of Ehrenbreitstein Fortress in Germany. People have been defending this rock for 5,000 years. It’s the inspiration for Magenta Kingdom in the #SevenKingdomsFairyTales.
In earlier times, the rivers were the highways. Big and long rivers, like the Rhine River in Germany were important for delivering people and things.
[Is that why Amazon is named after a river in Brazil? I don’t know, do you?]
If you visit, you can stay at the nearby youth hostel or the YMCA hotel in another castle, high up in the village of Kaub. Down at the Rhine riverbank, you take a small ferry across to the island.
This castle is the perfect place for collecting tolls from ships bringing cargo up and down the Rhine River. If you’ve ever seen a modern tollbooth, you’ll agree that this is about the fanciest tollbooth ever!
The first tolls were collected almost 800 years ago in 1257. The castle changed hands several times and new parts were added and reinforced. The Prussians finally stopped charging ships tolls here in 1866. Since 1946, the castle belongs to the state of Rhineland Pfalz in Germany.
Tired of the view from your window? Take a mini-tour of an 800-year-old tollbooth. #SevenKingdomsFairyTales
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