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Helen Row Toews / Freelance Author and Writer

Helen Row Toews / Freelance Author and Writer

Helen Row Toews is an author and humorist, works as an EA and school bus driver, and carries a license to drive anything on wheels. She grew up and still resides on the family farm near Marshall, Sask., where Charolais cattle and gophers flourish (the latter being purely coincidental and highly unappreciated). She’s been blessed with four grown children and two grandchildren that bring her endless joy.
To help her write, Helen has three cats and a friendly German shepherd. However, this means that while she enjoys constant companionship, she vacuums the equivalent of one cat worth of fur per week.
Helen loves the prairies and its people. She feels privileged to entertain and bring her readers a smile with her columns and books entitled Prairie Wool. She’s also written a fantasy series for young adults called Runestaff Chronicles. To contact Helen or check out these books, please go to helentoews.com.

Recent Work by Helen

Prairie Wool: Business blunders

Prairie Wool: Business blunders

The ups and downs of running a home-based business.
Prairie Wool: Necessary evils/finding love

Prairie Wool: Necessary evils/finding love

Medical procedures not strong precursors to lasting relationships.
Prairie Wool: The young and the foolish

Prairie Wool: The young and the foolish

Pondering how my parents and I lived through my adolescence.
Prairie Wool: Birthday bash!

Prairie Wool: Birthday bash!

‘Old’ is a matter of perspective.
Prairie Wool: My deepest apologies

Prairie Wool: My deepest apologies

Learning the language of contriteness takes some strange turns.
Prairie Wool: Meeting the parents

Prairie Wool: Meeting the parents

It can be a tough gig.
Prairie Wool: One true friend exceeds all

Prairie Wool: One true friend exceeds all

Rich is a person who has a friend.
Prairie Wool: Dream or nightmare?

Prairie Wool: Dream or nightmare?

You know you’ve been exposed when a kindergartner calls your bluff.
Prairie Wool: A laugh a minute

Prairie Wool: A laugh a minute

If you can’t have a laugh at work, it ain’t worth goin’.
Prairie Wool: What’s sense got to do with it?

Prairie Wool: What’s sense got to do with it?

When you’re young, anything goes.
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