By Jeanette Winter
Luis likes to learn, yet quickly his apartment in Colombia is so filled with books there is slightly room for the relatives. What to do? Then he comes up with the appropriate solution--a touring library! He buys donkeys--Alfa and Beto--and travels with them through the land, bringing books and studying to the kids in far off villages. appealing! entire with an author's word in regards to the actual guy on whom this tale is predicated.
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Why’d I ever think I could talk to him about this? “They’re not my ancestors,” I blurted, interrupting Dad. The Mad Meter suddenly switched on and started pulsing at an eighth-note tempo. “That’s a heck of a thing to say about your grandparents,” he said. “They’re great, Dad. ” “I don’t know any more than you do, Joseph. ” Dad picked up his water bottle and T-shirt from the grass. Time to go home. Talk to your mother, he’d said. As if I’d asked what’s for dinner. 39 Towel Boy O n Monday afternoon the school bus screeched to a halt in front of the post office and I hopped off.
I had to time my every move so that I’d leave just as Kelly did. A Saturday matinee date was at stake. The God of Perfect Timing must like drummers. Kelly and I walked out of class side by side. “Hey, I hear you’re playing an amazon softball team today,” I said, holding the door open for her. She nodded. “Paterson won the division title for the past two years. ” We passed the science labs and headed to the lockers. Kelly told me she’d been taking private pitching lessons all spring. “Paterson has an awesome hitter who’s six feet tall.
Don’t be scared. ” 30 “They’re creepy. Sophie always gets her way. ” Besides their long brown hair and hiccups, my sisters are as twinnish as tiramasu and tortellini. Since the first time Sophie flung a spoonful of yogurt ten feet from her high chair, we knew she would grow up to be a win-atall-cost woman warrior. Gina, on the other hand, gets her thrills from playing dress up and singing and dancing to Disney tunes. She’s a whiner, too. But a cute whiner. Like right now, as she hugged Eeyore and moaned about her wicked sister.