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Besting the bullies with new children's book

Published:Wednesday | December 16, 2015 | 12:00 AM
Shelly-Ann Harris
'We Don't Hate Mondays Anymore' By Shelly-Ann Harris

Children now have a new, exciting, wholesome storybook to enjoy over the holidays and beyond with the publication of We Don't Hate Mondays Anymore.

Published by Breadknife Productions under its new Peculiar Kids series, We Don't Hate Mondays Anymore is the compelling story of how best friends Jaime and Joanna experience and work through the troubling issue of bullying.

"We wanted to address the universal issue of bullying in a way that children would both enjoy and learn from," says author and award-winning writer Shelly-Ann Harris.

Harris, who is also the editorial director of Family and Faith Magazine and a board director at the Women's Resource and Outreach Centre, says the book is ideal for children from all cultures and nationalities.

The children's publication was positively reviewed by children and edited by veteran elementary school teacher Ermin Mair. We Don't Hate Mondays Anymore is exciting, empowering and an enjoyable read for children, said Mair, who has taught children in the United States and Jamaica for more than 30 years.

"When I started reading, I couldn't put it down," she adds.

The new publication is available for sale worldwide as an eBook or in printed format via




It was a rainy Monday morning and Jaime awoke with a fright. Sweat glued strands of her black curly hair to her knotted forehead. She had had another dream that Monster Marcus would massacre her stuff, again. We called him Monster Marcus because even though he was our age, he was much bigger than us - he was as tall as the boys in high school and had a nasty temper. Nobody knew what he was so angry about or why he picked on Jaime so mercilessly.

Monster Marcus would grab Jaime's lunch bag and empty her fry fish and dumplings into the garbage bin next to the playground. He and his rabble-rouser sidekicks Rainford and Duke would then point and laugh so hard, all the kids on the playground would turn around and see me and Jaime scuffling to hide behind the canteen, again. Oh for the ground to open up and swallow us whole. No such luck. We would stay there, hurt, afraid and embarrassed, until everyone went back to classes ... .