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Sneak Peek! Inside ‘Teenager’s Book of Life’ by Tony Griffin

TEENAGER'S BOOK OF LIFE

Your zing is the real you, the you who no one else could dream of being. It has been called many names – heart, soul, essence. It’s the piece of meteorite dust that you are, that no one else can copy. The sad thing is that as people grow up, they often lose touch with their zing and feel that they are not good enough. Really, the purpose of life is to rediscover your zing over and over again. Some adults say that having dreams is wishy-washy, that dreams are for children, or something you do when you’re asleep and you should grow up and live in the real world. I think that’s the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.

The truth is that dreams are a serious business. They are life and death. Because if you don’t have dreams, you die while still living, and that’s the worst thing of all – to be walking dead.

Dreams are more important than oxygen, because having a dream, following its trail, is the way back to your zing. And remember, finding your zing is the reason you’re here.

Dreams are the inner magnet that lead you to your zing. They pull you in the direction that your heart and soul want to go. Your mind will come up with every reason why you should be careful and not allow the magnet to pull you where it wants you to go. This is because the Law of Dreams is that they test you by revealing how much you had inside you all along but perhaps could not see. In the end, dreams make you STRONG because they first make you feel WEAK, SCARED and LOST.

But when you keep going, you realise that you have survived, and deep down you know that you refused to surrender to your fears and you lived to tell the tale – all because you didn’t give up on your dreams.

In the end, when you have chased your dreams and you have held on and survived, you’ll realise that the dreams were never the most important thing at all. The most important thing was who you became along the way, how much your dreams helped you to remember who you really are.

• Your dreams are the way to discover who you’re going to be.

• Your dreams have their origin in what you love to do.

• They are what bring you the most joy.

• Following your dream will test you again and again.

• The people you love may not understand it.

In school you probably won’t be taught about how to get to your dreams, so don’t expect someone else to set you on the path.

Having dreams isn’t like getting a driver’s license. There is no age you have to reach to be allowed to get into it.

• Your dreams might break your heart and make you feel like you could die trying to achieve them.

• You might want to die along the way BUT don’t give up.

Your dream will change shape again and again, so you must keep listening with your heart and your soul. They know the way.

And remember – the dream is just the vehicle; the thing that helps you to find out how strong you are. But if you get the dream and aren’t kind and decent to others, then you didn’t get it. Oh, and another thing: don’t make money your dream. That’s one sure way to get the dream but miss the magic. I know lots of millionaires who are miserable.

Choose dreams that come from what you love, from things that make you feel alive. Then you’ll get good at the thing you love and someone, somewhere, will want to pay you to do that thing you love. If you chase money as your primary dream, it’s like leaning your ladder against a wall and climbing to the top. When you reach the top of the ladder and look out on the view, you’ll realise it was leaning against the wrong wall all along.

The right wall for you is the one that makes you feel like you would climb the ladder for free. Your parents might not agree with this. Your guidance counsellor or teachers may not either.

But don’t worry about that. Most of them are half-dead, walking around like zombies already, and they’re not as wise as you (because no one told them this early in their life). I’m not saying money isn’t important – it is. But it’s not the most important thing in life, so choose a dream you love, not one that will make you rich.

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The ultimate guide to being a teenager – filled with real stories, honest advice and illustrated with inspiring quotes to help you navigate growing up with confidence.
Being a teenager has never been simple. In a world shaped by constant pressure, comparison and uncertainty, young people are facing challenges no generation has experienced before. And for parents, teachers and caregivers, knowing how to support them can feel just as overwhelming.
Filled with powerful real-life stories, practical wisdom and inspiring quotes to live by, this vibrantly-illustrated book speaks directly to young people in a voice they can trust. It encourages self-discovery, resilience and self-acceptance – without ever pretending life is easy.

Tony Griffin is an Irish author and mindset and performance coach to leading sports teams who has spent more than two decades helping young people and their families.
A former All-Star in the Irish game of hurling, he has dedicated his post-playing career to helping both established athletes and young people thrive and find their path. His autobiography Screaming at the Sky (Transworld, 2010) was nominated for both the William Hill Sports Book of the Year and An Post Irish Book Awards Sports Book of the Year. He lives in County Kildare with his partner and two sons.

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Sneak Peek! He Loves Me (Not) by Máire Zepf

Kiss

‘Have you ever kissed a boy?’
Shay asks.

He isn’t making fun of me
or criticising
or pressurising.

He sees
no problem
when I tell him
that I’ve haven’t
kissed
anybody
yet.

‘Oh, if I could
kiss
you,
Daisy,
your first kiss
would have
starlight
in it.’

‘It would glimmer

on your lips

and feel like the heat of the sun

on your skin

on a summer’s day.’

‘It would burst with kindness

in your mouth

and have a tiny

tasty

dash

of dark voodoo

to spice it.’

Worried

‘Daisy,
as your friend,’
writes Erin
formally
as though she is
no longer
my friend.
‘I have to say
that I am
worried
about you.

  1. You don’t know him.
    (that’s what she thinks)
  2. You have forgotten
    about the
    real world.
    (how would a girl who has never been in love understand just how gut-wrenchingly ‘real’ this is?)
  3. You haven’t even met him!’
    (yet…)

Invisible Ink

I’m not going to tell you,
Erin,
my friend,
the things
on my mind.
I’m not going to tell you
that the
poison
of jealousy
is polluting
your thoughts and
choking
our friendship.

I’m not going to tell you
that my
friend
should be
happy
that I am
happy.
I’m not going to tell to you
that I feel I have
overtaken
you.
That I am on a road
that is not on
your map
yet.
And, I’m definitely not going tell you
like Maeve would
that you should
go
and play with your
dolls.

Rapunzel

I am drying
my hair.
Shay says
he’d like to
comb it
gently
with his fingers.
He’d like to
touch it
smell it
brush it.
I send him a picture.
My head
upside down
my wet hair
tousled.
Wild.
I’m getting better
every day
at the
selfies.

A star-speckled sky

I can’t
describe
this feeling.
But my mind
seeks for the right words
unrelentingly
unendingly.
Heart-hopping
hard-to-breathe
I-am-flying
waves-crashing
heart-melted
I’ve-lost-the-plot
firecrackers
obsession
tsunami…
It’s like
a star-speckled sky
inside my tummy.

So what?

At school,
Erin has a new gang.
New friends.
I sit on my own.
But I don’t care.
Here sits Daisy
alone and maybe
lost and hazy,
completely phone-crazy.
So what?

The vacuum

I’m texting him
as usual
telling him
every minute detail
of my day.
This way
it’s like
we’re
together.
But something is wrong.
He isn’t
answering.
Silence so
quiet
that it
screams.
A cavernous void.

A vacuum
pulling me inside
a vortex
of fear.
Shay,
Where are you?
WHERE ARE YOU?
WHERE ARE YOU?

Pyjamas

‘I’m sorry, darling.
My battery died,
that’s all.’
That’s all?
I tell him about the
vacuum.
About the vortex.
‘I know, my love,’
he says.
‘I felt it too.
But I’m here now
and everything is OK.
Are you in your pyjamas,
Daisy?’
I sent him a pic.
White pyjamas
with pink hearts.

I tie a knot at the back
to tighten them.
So he can see
my curves.

Lover boy

‘Ooohh – don’t tell me that
Tweedledum and Tweedledee
have fallen out,’
says Maeve
in a
saccharine
voice.
The maths classroom is
too hot,
stuffy.
I am sitting
alone.
‘Daisy’s smitten with
Lover Boy,’
Erin says,
like she doesn’t care
but her green eyes look
hurt
for a second
before she turns back
to her
new friends.

Ooohh,’ says Maeve again
turning her whole body
to look me
up and down
sizing me up
from head to toe.
‘Well well well.
Daisy’s in love.’

Daisy’s in love

It’s a fact.
Daisy’s in love.
Daisy is drenched,
drowned
in the bursting
in the purring
in the shimmering
and in the silken rustling
of love.

The glass slipper

The whole day
I can’t
shake
Erin’s wounded eyes
from my mind.
Did I hurt her?
If the
glass slipper
was on the other foot
how would I feel?
Erin dancing happily
with the prince
and me
left
by myself?

Americano

‘Hey, Erin,’ I say
on the phone.
‘I’m sorry
about everything.
How about we go
for a coffee
tomorrow afternoon?’
‘OK,’ she says
in a tiny little voice.
‘There will be a
total ban
on talking
about Shay.
I promise.’
She sends me a
smiling emoji.
‘Caffè Nero at 2 then?’
We have a date.

Another date

‘That has me
thinking,’
says Shay when I tell him.
‘When are
we
you and me
Daisy and Shay
going
out on a
  date?
I can’t
 wait
any longer.
I want to feel
your hand
in my hand.
More than
anything
on earth.’

Shivers of excitement
dart through
my body.
‘Are you free
after school
Friday?
A week from today?’
he says.
I send an emoji.
The face with
hearts for eyes.
‘Sure am.’
This is it.
‘Say 5 o’clock?
That gives us time to
change out of our
prison uniform
beforehand?
We can meet at that new café
in front of City Hall?’

I wonder if he knows
that I am
jumping
around my bedroom
like a
lunatic.
This is it.
I’m going to meet my
love.
Finally.

.

Daisy has always been quiet – the kind of girl who fades into the background. So, when she meets a boy online who really sees her, she falls fast. He listens. He understands. He makes her feel special in a way no one at school ever has.
Soon, Daisy’s world shrinks to a glowing screen. Her mum worries. Her best friend Erin is pushed aside. But Daisy doesn’t notice – she’s in love. Then Daisy goes to meet him in real life. And she never comes back.
Left behind with guilt and unanswered questions, Erin tries to piece together the events that led to Daisy’s disappearance and is forced to confront the truth Daisy never saw. In a world where screens can lie and love can be faked; how can anyone know who to trust?

Máire Zepf has written over 16 books for children, from picture books to YA fiction. She has won the Children’s Books Ireland Children’s Book of the Year Award, 5 Literature Association of Ireland Children’s Book Awards and 2 international White Ravens among many others. Máire lives in Co. Down and she loves sea-swimming and crisps.

PaperBound Magazine is an online magazine for the young, and the young at heart. We are dedicated to showcasing authors and illustrators for children’s and young adult fiction and we strive to deliver inspiring content, uplifting stories, and top tips for young and aspiring writers yet to burst on to the literary scene.

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