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Adele A. Roberts was born in a small town in Western Michigan. After graduating from high school she continued her education and received a B.A. in education, an M.A. in counseling and a CDA in early childhood development. She created the character of Sammy over forty years ago, and began telling her make-believe stories to her students.

She started writing the first story of Sammy when a young student asked if there was a book about the little skunk. Although it wasn’t a priority at the time to write stories, she finished part of the first story and set it aside. Years later she found the old cardboard box containing the aged, colored papers of her first story. It was at this time she realized she needed to complete the task she had begun so many years before.

Adele presently lives in Oliver Springs, TN with her husband. They have one son who is the founder and director of the Kids4truth International Bible Clubs that teach Bible doctrine to children K thru 6th grade. His website is kids4truth.com.

Books by Adele A. Roberts

Interview with Author

What age group are your books written for?

They are written for ages five through ten years old.

Would a younger child of let’s say, three or four, enjoy and understand the books by looking at them?

The books are not picture books. There are illustrations for each story but my intent was to create stories that parents would enjoy reading to their children. I wanted children to use their imaginations as they enter what I call the “deep woods”, and meet the animal friends of Sammy the skunk.

How many animal characters do you write about?

Fourteen different animals are mentioned amongst the twelve stories. The personalities are developed as the adventures happen. A few of the animals are; Mr. and Mrs. Owl; Mr. Fox; Miss Deer; Dr. Raccoon; Dr. Opossum;, Little Six, the rabbit, and the bear family.

Do you have a favorite story?

Actually I don’t. Each story has been fun to write and some include an educational fact. For instance, Sammy explains what a book is to Mr. and Mrs. Owl. In another story Sammy explains to the animals what a dentist is. Mr. Owl tells Mrs. Owl why and how a tornado develops. However, I do enjoy the story about Mrs. Porcupine losing all her quills because of worry and stress. The condition was known as quil-la-ti-tus-i-tus.

Is there any continuity between book one and book four?

There are three complete stories in each book. Each story follows a sequence of events that happened in the previous story. It begins with Sammy entering the deep woods, and the last story, in book four, ends with Sammy saying goodbye to all of his animal friends as winter approaches.

Do you plan on writing more stories about Sammy?

Books five and six have already been written.

What are your future plans for the books?

The children’s director at a public library told me there are books being published today that she would not let her own children look at, let alone read. I would like parents to know my books are fun to read for the entire family without the violence and distorted characters that are in so many books today. My plan is to work as hard as I can to let parents know about my books!

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19 April 2017
Short Stories

My dad was a very kind and understanding man. I don’t ever remember him getting real angry. When there was something that bothered me, he would say, “Remember Adele, things will turn out in the wash. Worry never solves a problem.”  For ninety-seven years he lived by those self-made rules.

There was one special occasion where my father helped me make a very important decision in my life.

I was going to college and a class I had enrolled in was very difficult for me. I decided to drop out. However, the timing wasn’t exactly right and I received an F. It would be a permanent mark on my academic record.  I was naturally discouraged and went out on the front porch where all problems seemed to be solved. I sat there thinking about what I was going to do. Dad saw me and quietly came out on the porch and pulled up a lawn chair next to me.

He asked me what I was thinking and what I was feeling. I explained to him that I would forever have an ‘F’ on my college record and I was humiliated.

He asked me a question, “What do you plan to do about this, Adele?”

Through my tears I said, “Dad, I’m quitting college.”

He didn’t say a word while I vented more of my feelings. I waited for him to react to my decision.

 “Well,” he said, “if that is what you feel you must do I think you should quit too.”

Then he continued, “Adele, if you quit, you will never become the teacher you have always wanted to be. I can get you a job where I work. It will be a steady job and you can work there for as long as you’d like. Is this what you really want?  Think about it.”

We sat together for a little while without speaking, and then he got up and went into the house.

His words, “You will never become the teacher you had always wanted to be,” were powerful. I began to realize that failing in one subject should not cause me to give up a dream that I had since I was in third grade.

My father used reverse psychology to help me make a decision I will never regret. He saw me graduate with a Bachelor of Science Degree in education, and later a Master’s Degree in counseling. I became the teacher/counselor I had always wanted to be and taught school for many years before retiring.

I can still see my mother and father on that front porch, waving to neighbors passing by. It was always an invitation to anyone who wanted to stop by, visit, and perhaps hear words of wisdom from two very wise people. 



Adele (Kinney) Roberts


Author: The Adventures of Sammy the Skunk


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23 March 2017
Short Stories

Once there, Dad held my hand as we approached the elevator. It opened and a man asked my dad, “What floor please.” Dad answered, “Where the books are.”

When we arrived at the appropriate floor the elevator door opened and we had to walk a little ways before we came to the book department. I had never seen so many books in one place.

Dad watched me as I took one book and looked at it, then another, then another. I wanted to read all of them but could only glance through them. These books were for sale, and I knew that dad could not afford to buy me one. I also knew it would be unfair for me to ask. I enjoyed the time just looking.

As we were about to leave, dad smiled at me and said, “I want you to find a book that you’d like. It will be my present to you. I want you to take good care of it. Can you do that?”

I couldn’t believe my ears! A book just for me! Dad told me to take my time and find just the one I wanted. I glanced through many books and then came across a small blue book called, ‘Mother West Wind’s Animal Friends’, by Thornton W. Burgess.

“This is the one I want dad!” I held onto it and we went to the store clerk to buy it.

As I remember, the clerk looked at me and smiled as she remarked, “You chose a good book.”

All the way home I held onto this special gift from my father. I would remember this day forever and cherish the book.

As I am writing this childhood memory I have the book next to me. Yes, it is old.  The cover is still blue and the pages are yellow but every page is in perfect condition.  The copyright is 1912. On the inside cover is written, This belongs to Adele Ann Kinney, March 1, 1947.

It is a special book that has been with me for many years. I think my dad would be proud to know it is still part of my life, and I did as he asked, “take good care of it.”


When I began writing and creating my stories for the series, ‘The Adventures of Sammy the Skunk’, it never dawned on me that perhaps my very first book influenced me. The author, Thornton Burgess, had great love for animals which I have also. His book and mine are about the lives and adventures of forest animals.


Adele A. Roberts



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06 February 2015
Tips & Hints

When I arrived at the store I was asked what I wanted. Without hesitation, I replied, “My mother would like a pound and a half of bologna sliced thin, and charge it please!”
He looked at me questioningly but took the large bulk bologna out of the meat case, and started to cut. He kept cutting more and more and as I pressed my nose up against the meat case to watch him, I saw all the bologna that he was cutting. I knew immediately I had made a terrible mistake. I didn’t know what to do so I just continued watching him. My heart was beating fast as he wrapped up the meat and handed me a very huge package. He wrote up the charge slip and gave it to me. I quickly put it into my pocket. “Oh dear, I thought to myself, what am I going to do with all this meat?”

On the way home I noticed a tired old dog sitting under a tree. He was panting and as I approached him his tail began wagging. “Poor old dog. I bet you are hungry. You’d like to have some of my bologna wouldn’t you?” I was almost ready to give him some when I realized I had the charge slip in my pocket. Mother would surely know. I walked toward home very slowly with my huge package of bologna, not looking forward to what my mother would say.

When mother saw me she gasped, “What in the world do you have there?” Tears streamed down my cheeks as I handed her the large package of bologna. Mother looked at it and lovingly said, “Well, we’ll have a week of bologna! I can make bologna sandwiches, ground bologna, and anything else I can think of that has bologna in it!

Mother wasn’t angry with me. She actually laughed about it. I learned one thing that day. There was a big difference between a half pound and a pound and a half!

Well, that is just one of my childhood memories! Have a great day and perhaps you can

By Adele A. Roberts – Author of a series of children’s books called “The Adventure of Sammy the Skunk”

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06 February 2015
Tips & Hints

“Today we are going to visit the dump”, my father said as he smiled at us and coyly looked at my mother. Mother had a disgusted look on her face. “Can’t you think of somewhere else to take the children?” My father quickly remarked, “Oh, there are treasures at the dump, and we are going to find them! We’ll come back with something you will really like. You wait and see.”

Mother insisted that we wear boots, and once we had the proper attire, we climbed in the car and headed off for our adventure at the dump.

Dad had a big stick which he used to dig through the ‘trash’. He uncovered broken toys, dishes, old broken furniture and then he came upon the treasure. “Here – this is what we need!” Dad pointed to something and then walked hurriedly over to a pile of old bricks. It was as if he needed to claim them before someone else saw this treasure too. He quickly gave us instruction. “You children take a couple of bricks at a time and put them in the car”.

Now we knew that dad had an idea and a plan for those bricks. We didn’t know what it was but whatever it was, we knew that dad would not disappoint us.

“We’re going to make an outdoor fireplace with these bricks”, said my father. “By tonight we will have it built and have an outdoor picnic around our campfire. How would you like that?” he asked.

When we got home dad told us where to put the bricks in our backyard. He then dug up sod and leveled an area of ground. Mom joined us as we handed dad one brick at a time. He carefully laid them one on top of another. Before long it took a shape of something that a fire could safely be started in. It wasn’t very tall, maybe around five bricks high, but it looked wonderful and professionally done to my brother and me. When dad had finished and all the bricks were in place, he stepped back and admired his work.

He smiled and said, “We found a treasure and you’re looking at it!”

That night we gathered some wood sticks and started a fire in dad’s creation. Mom brought out some hotdogs and after we finished eating, we enjoyed hearing dad tell stories.

That old outdoor fireplace was used many times. It was also built many times as it toppled over frequently. Of course, it no longer stands, but the memories I have of the treasure we found at the dump will last forever. My father was very creative in coming up with the fun things we could do, and we were anxious to hear what he had in store for us. Dad was forty-five when I was born. I never remember him acting old. He was always ready to create adventures for us and some of these adventures were not fondly looked upon by my mother.

By Adele A. Roberts – Author of a series of children’s books called “The Adventure of Sammy the Skunk”

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