Elizabeth Arkward Newton
This book is about a little boy who loved to talk and share his ideas with his friends. It did not matter where he talked, or what he talked about, he just had to tell someone something that happened to him. When he got in trouble for talking, he always tried to think of a reason as to why the teacher had to give him a red frog day. Sometimes he would even lie to his mom because he wanted her to think that he was a green frog day kid. When the teacher called his mom, without his knowledge, he was very upset. He was in big trouble. That night when he went to bed he dreamed an ugly monster caught him.
Elizabeth Arkward Newton, the youngest of eight children. Was born in Lyndhurst, Virginia and raised in the valley of the Afton Mountains. Her primary and secondary education was in the public school systems of Albermarle and Nelson counties. High School education was provided by the Sisters of the Blessed Sacrament at Saint Francis De Sales (Castle on the James River) in Powhatan, Virginia. Saint Francis DeSales was an all girls' prep-high school founded by Saint Katharine Drexel in 1891 for disadvantaged African American and Indian girls. The school was designed to promote dignity, self-respect and a high degree of Christian education for the girls.
She retired from the U.S. Department of Labor in Washington DC after 30 years of service as a Budget/Management Analyst, in the Office of the Solicitor. After retirement, she worked as a substitute teacher for the Prince George's Public School system and Capitol Christian Academy, a private Christian school in Upper Marlboro, Maryland.
She currently lives in Troy, Virginia with her husband. She is the mother of six children, one stepson and thirteen grandchildren. Her aspiration for writing children's stories comes from her beautiful grandchildren, a happy and adventurous childhood in the rolling hills of Virginia and many positive experiences as a substitute teacher working with elementary school children.
The big monster and I were getting closer and closer to each other. As I was about to turn and run toward the door, the big monster stretched out his giant arms and I ran right into them. He lifted me up and my legs were still going a hundred miles a minute. "Mrs. Green! Mrs. Green!" I was yelling, but no one heard me.
