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Mary Ann Hoberman

Mary Ann Hoberman. Age . Mary ann Hoberman Was born on august 12, 1930. SHE is 82 years old!! She was born in Stamford Conn. Inspiration. When she was a little girl she loved a lot of books. Even before she could write she knew she was going to be a writer. Family.

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Mary Ann Hoberman

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  1. Mary Ann Hoberman

  2. Age Mary ann Hoberman Was born on august 12, 1930. SHE is 82 years old!! She was born in Stamford Conn.

  3. Inspiration When she was a little girl she loved a lot of books. Even before she could write she knew she was going to be a writer.

  4. Family Mary has 4 children Chuck, Perry, Meg, and Diane and 5 grandchildren. The hobermans have live in Greenwich Connecticut for almost 50 years.

  5. Married MARY ANN MARRIED A GUY NAMED NORMAN HOBERMAN. HE IS A ARCHITECT AND ARTIST. SHE MARRIED HIM IN 1951.

  6. Popular Poem Mary wrote a lot of poems. But I think these two r the best. Forget me nots and llama who had no pajama. Forget me nots won the poetry foundation award!!!!!!!!!!!!

  7. Interesting Facts She always was writing and reading in elementary school through college. All her kids were in arts. She performed with the pocket people a childrens theatre group.

  8. SQUIRREL Grey squirrel                  Small beastStoring up a winter's feast,Hides a hundred nuts at least. Nook and cranny stocked with seedTucked away for winter's need.Acorns stuck in hole and crack.Will he ever get them back? When the snow is piled up highAnd the year is at December,Can he really still rememberWhere he hid them in September? I have watched him from my windowand he always seems to knowwhere the food he hid is waitingBuried deep beneath the snow. And I wonder                  (Do you wonder?)How he knows where he must go

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