Latest 5 STAR REVIEW!!

If you’ve ever underestimated a flying squirrel,

this book will surely change your mind!” – Realistic Poetry International

A Flying Squirrel with No Limits

There’s A Lesson For Every Story

This fantastic children’s book shares twenty-four fun and valuable adventures of Shelby F. Squirrel, who is the main character. These humorous and imaginative episodes inspire learning and make reading fun and lively for a bright youthful audience who is unafraid to journey with a furry, fast, and flying playful creature!

Firstly, we must note how the stories include important lessons that are excellent for children and young people (especially our children audience who absolutely loved the book!).

This concept is extremely important to consider when writing children’s literature, because in doing so, the reader(s) can successfully benefit from the best of both worlds, which usually involves both intellect and entertainment. Moreover, this is a book in which readers can actively get involved, as most episodes provoke meaningful relevant questions and incite a variety of common core values, morals, & principles distinct to humans, that are identifiable and also relatable to the masses.

We were really surprised to find the that the creative storyline taught us a lot about squirrels, both indirectly and directly. And Shelby’s no ordinary squirrel, nope! He is a nocturnal flying squirrel who has the power to glide high in the sky, and he’s not alone. It is him, his twin sister, Darby, and their mother who takes care of them and does her best to keep them out of trouble.

But Shelby’s adventures are not merely limited to only the forest. The stories of his life are packed with energizing animation and lots of unexpected fun! They cleverly include realistic depictions of emotions, portraying instances of bravery, happiness, curiosity, wonder, love, innocence, happiness, worry, and even fear, like in the story “Shelby In The Dark”.

Now, it’s time for Mother F. Squirrel to teach another lesson, and this time, it’s a flying one! Butwhen she tells Shelby that it is time for him to learn how to fly in the night under the full moon, he is finally forced to confront his hidden fear of ‘ the dark’. Nonetheless, while he is up in the tree resisting the urge to fly, he suddenly comes face-to-face with a Wise Old Owl (with very strange eyes!) who tells Shelby that he can fly and that he can see in the dark. Right after the owl tells him this, he flies, and he does it very well!

It is an exciting moment when this happens and you feel proud for Shelby. The story about his night flying lesson teaches young people to believe in themselves and to be brave when facing fears. It also shows how some people (or creatures, like the wise owl) appear in your life to help you overcome certain problems that seem really big at first, but are actually not so bad once confronted. We were all happy that Shelby met the old wise owl and was finally able to fly in the dark!

Did you know that awesome flying squirrels like Shelby go to school? We sure didn’t before reading this book – and before you gasp in disbelief, it turns out that Shelby isn’t the actual student in this episode. Instead, he ends up right in the middle of some schoolchildren after wandering off to follow the aroma of peanuts. And after eating too many he falls asleep, only to wake up bewildered and lost, distracted by the sound of children’s voices. This is the moment when we realize why the name of this episode is called “Shelby Goes to School”. His wild chase for peanuts had led him straight to a school where he is surrounded by young children. What an adventure!

Luckily, a nice crossing-guard finds him and leads him back to the forest where he is relieved to see his mother and sister again. The key lesson in this story is important to all children: always pay attention to your surroundings and be cautious of wandering too far from home, especially without your parents!

When we read the title “ Shelby Goes Camping”, we thought it was a bit funny since he and his family already lived in the forest. After reading all of the adventures Shelby has had so far, it is safe to say that he will have a lot of fun…or get into a really big mess! And sure enough, a mess it is! He meets a new friend, Marvin F. Mouse, who takes Shelby on a tour, showing him all of the ‘human’ stuff used for camping. Everything is smooth and dandy until the mouse convinces Shelby to enjoy some of the sweet oats from the humans’ food, and when Shelby does, the bag tumbles over, causing humans to walk right over to where they are – but thanks to speed and Shelby’s ability to fly, they make a clean and successful getaway!

Shelby gets into a lot of trouble, as you can see, but is awesomely fun!

Above all, the author cleverly implements key concepts that instill and reiterate traditional core values to help distinguish right from wrong, magnify family and friendship, and explore the depths of fun and adventure. Author Eleanor Lawrie’s collection of Shelby adventures is truly a classic and should be a television series, as it would be very successful! It is a great book for families, children, and even adults, if you enjoy reading animated children’s fiction! Through intense energy and vivid imagination, author Lawrie skillfully illustrates a series of episodes that provide an exceptional reading experience every single time you turn the page; and with refreshing detailed accounts of Shelby’s extraordinary life, you will never grow bored and will easily grow attached to Shelby, his family, and friends!

It is our honor to present this book with a 5 Star rating! Author Eleanor Lawrie knows how to tailor a story just for children.

At Realistic Poetry International, we believe that there is no better way to receive pure honest feedback other than obtaining real thoughts, opinions, and feedback from the actual source, which this book was specifically intended for, children. With that being said, the basis of this review was developed and written with the inclusion of direct feedback and thoughts originating from a small group of children, ages ranging from 8-10 years old.

SHELBY Book # 3, a Snippet


A third book in my SHELBY F SQUIRREL series!!

Here is the first part of Chapter 1:


Sunlight poured into the nest hole as Shelby F. Squirrel reluctantly stirred from a deep sleep. It was the middle of March, trees were still bare, and the snow was fast disappearing. The air was fresh, with a definite feel of Spring just around the corner. He rubbed his eyes and blinked.

Petra was already up, busy tidying the corner where winter supplies were stashed.

“How are you?” Shelby asked as he yawned, always concerned for her. She had told him there would soon be babies in their little home.

“I’m fine, fit as a fiddle!” she answered with a bright smile. Petra felt like the luckiest flying squirrel in the whole world. Unlike other females about to become mothers, her man was still with her. Shelby wanted to be there for her and their babies, and he was looking foward to being a father. He told her it was about time someone changed things. Deserting her was out of the question.                                         

* * * *

“Quick! There’s a call for help from someone,” cried Rosie Robin. She arrived breathless at the nest where Shelby and Petra lived. Suddenly Shelby was wide awake.

“Who? Where?” Petra wanted to know.

Shelby just said, “Let’s go!”

Rosie led the way. At a far edge of the forest, beside a field stubbled with remnants of last year’s corn, they found a pair of flying squirrels they hadn’t met before.

“I’m Red,” said the bigger of the two, “and this is my mate, Sal. We’re missing one of our children!” Red was large for a flying squirrel and his coat had a hint of a reddish tone. His face was pinched with worry.

“She’s lost, we don’t know what happened!” said Sal, who was close to a full-blown panic attack. She was smaller, with typical gray predominating her thick fur. Petra moved closer to Sal to try and calm her, and the two males went a short distance away to talk. Rosie stayed with Petra and Sal, making soft chirpy sounds as she shook her head sadly.

A smaller form snuggled close to his mother. Sal introduced them to her son, Edward . He looked very glum, and Sal explained how much he missed his sister.

Just out of hearing range of the ladies, Shelby said, “Hello, Red, I apologize for not making you and your family welcome! We try to be more friendly than that here.”

“Oh my, don’t worry,” Red replied. “We’ve only been here three days! Let me explain.

“Our two children are almost a year old. Edward has fur like mine but Virginia’s is white! A lot of the animals where we were living weren’t nice to Virginia. They laughed and pointed and played tricks on her. She used to cry herself to sleep every night! Edward couldn’t even cheer her up. Now he blames himself for letting her get lost.

“Everybody we’ve met here has been very kind, and Virginia was beginning to respond. Then yesterday she just disappeared!”

Sal had joined them by now, “We’re so worried and we don’t know where to begin!” she wailed. Petra and Rosie had not managed to calm her at all. They stayed where they were looking at each other with grim expressions, talking softly, trying to find a way to help.

Red told them they had last seen Virginia around noon the day before. She had ventured out on her own, and actually Red and Sal had felt relieved to see her do so. Hiding in the nest wasn’t healthy for a young squirrel. She needed to get out.

But she had never come home, and they had searched and called her name until they were near exhaustion. Asking for help was admitting defeat, but this was their child!

Welcome to my new ADDRESS!

Buddy 2014 (K)

This is Buddy, the younger of our two budgies. He’s sitting in his open doorway looking out, and that’s how I feel today. I’m  in the doorway of a new adventure! My website address is now They say a blog/website should tell or have a key word that tells about you and what you do.

You couldn’t get more about me than FLUTES! My love affair with the flute began at age 13 when I was in a music class in Grade 9 at High School. It is still as much a part of my life as I can make it, being a member of a community band, and playing duets whenever I can. Some pleasures just never fade; even after a lifetime of symphonic, chamber and solo performing, it’s still a JOY to be part of LIVE music-making.

Flying squirrels are just such amazing and wonderful creatures. It’s pure serendipity that Shelby entered my life and that he is a flying squirrel. Can’t explain why, it just happened that way!  The first story was written in 2010, so Shelby has established himself well into our existence. And his adventures are becoming known to more people every day.

Just for fun, I’m including a humorous poem I wrote about how I started playing the flute:


It was just a normal day at school, and there we were in music class.

The teacher said, I know it’s cruel, but your string playing just won’t pass.

So from today we’ll be a band; violins, violas, cellos, basses,

are being shelved, out of hand, and this is what will take their places:

Here, you take this, he said to me, why don’t you just give that a toot?

I sat the small case on my knee, inside it gleamed a silver flute!

There we sat all in a row, and with each head joint we got busy.

We were told to simply blow, but soon the lot of us was dizzy!

No, no, you have to blow across! Don’t blow down into the hole!

Of course, we knew he was the boss, but we just laughed; out of control!

Meanwhile all around the room the brasses blared, the saxes moaned,

the tubas all went oom pah oom, and clarinets all squeaked and groaned.

Of course, the drummers had it best, with deafening bangs and bongs and pings;

The teacher yelled, give it a rest! Or you’ll go back to playing strings!

Eleanor Lawrie   November 18, 2012

(This was exactly what happened to me in Grade Nine just after Christmas! The class had begun in September on strings, I was playing cello! And the whole class was hopelessly bad.)